Chapter 7
It was a week after my fight with Romeo. It was also the day of the talent show. "Wendy, why are you and Romeo acting so weird?" Rogue and Sting asked.
"I was wondering that too." Chelia said, as we all sat down in the auditorium. Romeo had apparently called in sick, and told us he couldn't be at school today, and refused to talk to me. What a jerk. After a hour or so, it was the final performance. I was occupied with brooding while staring at my feet.
"Um, Hi. This- This is for a special girl. A girl who I've bullied for the past four years, and never got to see who she really was. I never realized what she was going through. So yeah, I guess." My head snapped up and my jaw dropped.
By the last verse of the song Cheerleader, the boy was walking from the stage, and straight to where I was sitting. My friends pulled me up. "So, you thought you can sing and everything will be better?" I asked Romeo, I tripped and he caught me. Now our noses were touching. A mental firework exploded in my brain. God, do we have a thing for each other?" The whole seventh grade was looking. Chelia was about scream with excitement. "Wendy, your family told me everything. I'm so sorry, I-" He was cut off, with a hug from me. "I forgive you. I do." I whispered.
Romeo was walking me home. "Happy thirteenth." I said, handing him a box. He tore it open. "An iPod?! Wendy, I can't." He said, speechless.
"Check the music." He did, and he stared at the screen. I had downloaded our songs, with amazing cover art from Dad's employee who made them for big bands, onto the device. "By the way, my dad published our songs! Thats why we recorded a few days ago!" I squealed. My birthday was in two weeks, December 1st. "Bye Romeo, see you tomorrow!" I said, walking up to the doors to my building. The city lights were appearing. He smiled and walked away. Ding. A weird silence fell upon the apartment. Strange, I thought I saw Gajeel's car in the driveway. I started walking up to my bedroom. "Hello?" I called. It felt like somebody was watching. I flicked on the switch in my bedroom.
"SURPRISE!"
"WHAT THE FU-"
My family, and Levy were inside my bedroom, with a chocolate cheesecake. "Language, Wendy." My father said, patting me on the head.
"You say even worse stuff. And Gajeel, too."
"Cheeky dragon." he said.
"Excuse me, I don't curse as much as Dad!" Gajeel said
We all raised a eyebrow at him. "Fine." He grumbled.
After a small party, I was sitting downstairs, doing homework. My iPhone beeped. The Id said: Romeo (dipwad)
I had added the extra part in case I was mad at him
"Wendy, we have to write and compose a song for Vocals. It has to be a duet. Sting and Rogue partnered up, and I don't have anybody. Secondly, we are performing at the Neon Rave, remember?"
Our school held music Raves every month, with a different theme. This month was Neon Lights. It was like a huge, loud party, and live performances. I was seriously hyped.
"1)We can parter up. 2) I already finished the lyrics." I replied.
"We can meet tomorrow at my place." Romeo said.
"Kk, see you then! Bye!"
I opened my Macbook and clicked onto Garage band and opened the composition. After three more hours of editing, and sorting out the melodies and harmonies, I emailed the instrumental to the rest of Philharmagix. We would recreate it in acapella. It was 10:30. I crashed on the couch, in my plaid pj top and black sleep short.
"AHHH!" I woke up, screaming. I had a nightmare about the horror movie Chelia made me watch. I ran upstairs and jumped into Dad's bed. He had just settled in, apparently.
"Wendy, Wendy, shhhhh, calm down." Dad whispered, pressing his lips to my forehead. I was shaking like mad and I think I might cry. Dad pulled me close to him, and I curled up against his chest. "Gnight, Daddy." I whispered, my eyelids dropped.
Wendy's birthday
"RAVE IS TONIGHT, STUDENTS!" Principal Clive yelled over the loud speaker. Romeo slipped a note to me.
"He's so loud." I read.
I nodded, looking at him.
At our final rehearsal for the rave, Gajeel called me. "What?"
"Wendy, you gotta come home. Dad wants to talk to you."
Oh shit.
We left to get ready and I nervously rode up in the elevator. This couldn't be good. Oh man, Dad must be really pissed. "Wendy, he's in the office." Gajeel said, lounging on the couch with Levy. They were ready for the rave, unlike me.
"Come in." Dad said. I opened the door and sat down. This could not be good. "Wendy, I have some news. Some of my workers make mistakes. And they took the album you and Philhamagix recorded and-well, it got produced." He said, looking serious.
"No, YOU HAVE TO REMOVE IT!" I yelled. We had recorded that for class! There was cover art, as well. So that meant-
"Philharmagix is now part of the music industry."
"Dad, get us out of this mess!"
"I'll see what I can do. I already contacted the rest of your group. They all signed a contract with me. Your choice, sweetheart." Dad said, dangling a pen in front of me. Great.
I promised I would come back to it after the rave. I got ready in my neon striped leggings, a electric purple shoulderless top, and black hightops. I also added a neon flower crown.
I walked into the venue. The school there and music was blasting. It was like a concert! I managed to get backstage, without getting trampled.
"WHO ARE WE?"
"PHILHARMAGIX!"
The stage was complete with strobes, amazing lighting and fog.
After the performance, we were hot and sweaty. "Wendy, come here." Romeo said. I walked over and he locked the both of us in a closet. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING, YOU IDIOT?"
"This."
Romeo kissed me. "MMPH!" I squeaked, but he didn't let go. He had me pinned up against the wall, and I finally decided to kiss him back. "Happy Birthday, Wendy." He said, pulling out from the kiss, and left me, lips numb, eyes in the shape of hearts.
THAT ROWEN THOUGH DHDNMDODIFNTBDMAKJHFBDKDKDHBFBD!
Anyways, I was thinking of the next chapter being the last and then having a time skip to when they are older and are proffesionals. TTYL!
-cremx
