I'm getting better at updating! YAY!
A little shout out to ferretgirlsz, who told me that Sam's last name is Grest. Thanks!
GUESS WHAT! I own nothing. Besides Camm. But still.
Evra: Big surprise.
Evra
At dinner, Camm and Darren come back to the camp. A dreamy look is on each of their faces. Then I notice something I hadn't at first glance.
They were holding hands.
Anger flared in me, and I had to take a big bite of my chicken leg to stop from screaming out loud. I wanted to punch something.
But, of course, I didn't let any of that show. Because I'm a nice, caring person. But I did plan.
An evil plan.
I finished my dinner feeling better and better about my plan.
And it will go into action.
Camm
We had kissed.
Me and Darren. Had KISSED.
I was so happy I felt as though I was going to burst. All thoughts of not trusting him were out the window.
I wanted so badly to make out with him right then and there, but we were both so hungry. So we had to settle for holding hands.
We walk into camp and Evra is tearing into a chicken leg with more fever than needed.
We walk up to the food "counter" and grab some- you guessed it- food!
Then, we walk to the fire and eat. Evra is staring at us, then staring at the fire, then back again. Weird.
Mr. Tall appears by our side. I scream yet again, but no one seems to really notice.
"SURPRISE PERFORMANCE TONIGHT!" He calls out. "Everyone be ready to astonish people beyond their wildest dreams!"
Darren whispers in my ear. His breath tickles my ear, and I like it. "He does this once in a while. Most of the time we know about his 'surprise' performances, but this one he managed to sneak by us."
"Will I really have to perform?" I whisper, scared and nervous.
"Yeah, probably. You're on after me, right?"
"I think..."
"Good. Then I'll be right behind that curtain, waiting and watching."
That made me feel a little better. I decided to talk to Mr. Tall.
I walk into his tent. "Um, Mr Tall? Hellooo?"
He pops up behind me.
"OHMYGOD!"I yell. "Could you please not scare me so often?"
"You get used to it."
"As if.." I mutter. "So, am I performing tonight?"
"Yes, if you feel up to it."
"I-I do."
"Then you are. You might also want a different outfit for the show, something a little more... Oh, I don't know. Ask Madam Truska."
I walk out of the tent, to Madam Truska's.
She's there when I knock, and invites me in with a hand flourish.
I point to my clothes, then to the big sign outside that said "SURPRISE SHOW" and hoped she got the picture.
I guess she did, 'cause she came back with a few options of clothing.
One thing was what I was wearing right now, only cleaner.
The second was a long, flowing black dress with a low neck line (which I hadn't noticed before) and what looked like flames all over it. I don't really know about it, though. I'm not a big dress person.
The third was a pair of red skinnies, and a shirt that looks as though it is made completely out of flames.
And finally, the last outfit was a dress that went down to my a little above my knees. It was black, and the bottom was kinda spike-y and wispy. The sleeves were the same as the hem, and it had a v-neck. I would wear fishnet on my arms.
I decide to pick the last one. It looked the best.
Madam Truska holds up one finger, as in saying to wait. She comes back and is loaded with a bunch of stuff probably intended to get me ready.
I sit down and she sprays my hair with de-tangler. She slightly curls my long, black and red hair. Adds some eye-liner and some coal eye-shadow.
I normally don't like any kind of primping, but one: I was in need of it, two: I was so nervous about the show, and three: I hoped Darren would like it.
Now, I slipped into the dress. She added a white plain choker and then stepped back to examine her work.
I looked in a mirror, and I have to admit. I did look pretty good.
I beamed at Madam Truska and hugged her. Then, I wave good bye and go to see Darren.
He's outside talking to Sam. He turns and waves, and Sam's jaw drops and practically falls off.
I blush, and walk over to them.
"You look..." Darren begins, but clears his throat and starts over. "You look great."
"Thanks..." I say, and blush even harder.
Sam won't stop looking at me, and finally he says, "Definitely."
"Hey, we better get goin'. Show's about to start."
"Okay. Bye, Sam."
"Oh, no no no. You can't lose me that easily. I almost always get a free back stage pass."
We walk over to the tent set up away from camp. Most of us are there already.
We go to the back, and Mr. Tall pops up next to us. I stifle a scream. The others still don't seem to notice.
"FIVE MINUTES!" He yells. Then, to me, he says, "Since this is your first time, let me go through a few things." He guides me away from Darren and Sam. "Now, you will go on after Mr. Crepsely and Darren. They are sixth, so you are seventh. Nothing here should scare you, besides maybe the wolf man. But he scares almost every one. Luckily, he's first. Normally no one gets to seriously hurt, or at least hurt beyond the repair of those people." He says this last part pointing to a small person in a big blue cloak. "That should be it... Any questions, just ask really any one. Oh, that's my cue!" He runs, then seems to disappear, towards the stage.
I can barely hear his voice over the speakers. Welcome... Cirque... First... Wolf man... No loud sounds or movement...
Then, growling and barely stifled gasping.
I kinda zone out after that, consumed in nervousness. Darren comes and squeezes my hand, and I try to too, but I'm just too out of it.
"You'll do great." He says to me.
I give him a wobbly smile. "Th-thanks." I manage.
Eventually Darren has to leave. I can barely see him, playing a tin flute, controlling a spider. Then before I know what's happening, some one is pushing me towards the stage.
Oh, God. Is all I could think. There's so many people... Oh, God. I feel as though I'm about to throw up.
"Here is a new addition to our cirque. This is her first show. She has a unique talent, like most you have seen." He pauses, and then makes a small motion for me to step from behind the curtain. "This, is Camm."
I get quite a few wolf calls, whistles, and so on from the audience. I try not to blush, and fail.
Mr. Tall leves with a bow, and there I am. All alone on the stage.
I concentrate, block out the pressure, the crowd, everything but the feel of fire. It grows inside me, until I feel as though I'm about to burst, then it appears on my hand. The crowd gasps. Wait till they see this.
I make it grow and begin to toss it around. I make another fireball, and another. Then I begin to juggle.
I combine them and grow the inferno again. I throw a few out into the audience, but extinguish them before they touch anything. The audience is rapt.
Finally, I swallow it, then blow it out slowly. It tickles me on the inside.
At first the crowd is silent. Oh no, I think, I failed. I-
My thoughts of failure are interrupted as the crowd explodes into applause and cheers. I smile, wave, and go back behind the curtain. I exhale, smile more, and go see Darren.
He hugs me, then Sam joins in, but Darren shrugs him off.
"Well then." He says, but he's smiling so I know he's not offended.
We laugh, and I feel even more relieved about the show.
After the show's all done, we go back to our camp. I go to my tent and make Evra and Darren stand outside while I change back into my regular clothes. I put my dress and such under my hammock.
Then I go to the creek and wash off the make up. Once back in the tent, I say my good nights and fall asleep as soon as I hit the pillow.
Evra: I still sound like a stalker.
Pi: Don't care. That's STILL sorta the point.
R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&&R&R-
Evra: I think they get the point.
Pi: Whatever.
R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R??
