"Hey guys, and welcome to our annual performance where everyone and anyone can strut their stuff right up here on where I am talking now. My name is Natasha Way, and I'm your host for tonight. Lucky you!"
I hear chuckles go around the room as she speaks, she is obviously well liked. Despite being in the number one spot, there doesn't seem to be any hard feelings.
"Of course, you will hear me all night mostly talking. But I will open the acts for you guys, no one ever wants to be the first or last act. Normally, I would sing an original, but my new found friends Ms. Lisbon and Mr. Jane has reminded me of a song I haven't sung in a while. It's a song called white dress by parachute." Natasha threw me a wink, giving us the attention we needed, but without us actually have to attract it to ourselves. She grabs a guitar that is leaning against the railing, and puts it into position to play. At the very first notes, I found myself being hooked instantly. No wonder she is in the number one spot.
"She wears a white dress, she sees the light and it's saying 'come back'. She's out the door but she hasn't left yet. And you start believing her when she says that the city's gonna save her love. Don't leave her; you know just what she's looking for. Oh but all she knows is a picture that keeps fading on, But you can't let her go that's why you're telling her. I wanna love you more than all of the things you wanted, than all of the things you're not. You want to have it all. But you found it in the city. But the city doesn't talk."
With the first verse, I find myself looking at Grace and Rigsby, who both look a little red in the face. Natasha slowed down the normal medium pace sung, so many had begun to slow dance in the middle of the park. I smile at the very romantic gesture that Natasha did, that gave people some interaction. I stand up, stretching a hand down to Lisbon. She looks up, surprise written on her face.
"Come on, I know you want to." I say, grinning. Grace and Rigsby had already left for the makeshift dance floor. Lisbon reluctantly takes my hand, and we are pulled into the crowd of people dancing.
"She wears a gold cross. She sheds her skin but it never comes off. She hears the angels out on the streets. Tonight as she walks right by oh they sing so softly. They sing "oohh whooah, oohh whooah, oohh whooah, loves right behind you. And you're telling her I wanna love you more. Than all of the things you wanted, than all of the things you're not. You want to have it all. But you found it in the city,
But the city doesn't talk."
I smile at the cross reference, surprised that Natasha knew that Lisbon wore one. By now, I was catching on that she did it just for who she thought were the "love birds" of the group. And honestly, she's right for the most part. Lisbon leans her head against my shoulder as I turn us. It's relaxing dancing with Lisbon, I can almost forget everything that has happened to me.
"Oh she floats off through a crowded room. She remembers the rows and rows of houses, and the street lights going on. That's why you're telling her I wanna love you more. Than all of the things you wanted, than all of the things you're not. And you want to have it all. But you found it in the city, but the city doesn't talk. I wanna love you more, than all of the things you wanted, than all of the things you've got. And you want to have it all. But you found it in the city, but the city doesn't talk. oohh whooah oohh whooah oohh whooah….Loves right behind you."
Natasha finishes off her solo, which is met with thunderous applause. Lisbon backs away from me when I don't back away first. I look into her beautiful eyes, and realize that I'm head over heels in love with this woman. We keep our eyes locked, and I see confusion in hers. I feel her searching my eyes for something, but I'm not sure what.
"Lisbon…" I trail off at her suddenly down cast eyes. She breaks away from my hold just in time for Rigsby to meet us.
"Hey, look who's here." I follow his gaze to see no other than the famous superstar Jessie Colt meet with Natasha and hug her. I smirk, shaking off the feelings I had moments ago. This is where the show really begins.