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A Summer To Remember, Chapter Twenty-Nine: Backstage Secrets
BPOV
Why did this have to happen to me? Why did I decide to be uncommonly nice for one night in my life? Of course something like this would happen to me and no one else in the world who would actually enjoy being in this same position.
Mark was back and announcing to everyone in California who I was and evidently, they enjoyed Edward and my music as much as the bands that were actually touring.
Thankfully, all the guys were understanding about the situation and made sure no one saw me enter or exit the venue. Chris and I finished setting up by the time the concert was to start. Beforehand, Lorie came up to me as I finished Lion's Lamb's mix and offered to run front of house for me tonight if I wanted to hide out backstage and run monitors for the band.
I happily agreed and headed behind the curtain to the board. I put in my in-ears and flipped through each person's mix. All of them seemed fine. Lorie was a good monitor engineer.
The concert began without a hitch. Everything was running smoothly until the fans with the backstage passes came on their tour.
"Over here is where everyone preps beforehand." said the woman giving the tour. "After they finish playing, there will be a meet-n-greet where they'll sign autographs, take pictures with you, etc. besides that, feel free to watch from back here or your seats. Any questions?"
One of the group members raised their hands.
"Yes?" the guide asked sounding bored.
"Are we going to have the chance to meet Isabella?" a teenager asked eagerly.
"Um…I'm not sure if she's working tonight, and if she is working, she'd really prefer to stay out of the spotlight. But I'll check with Lorie our monitor engineer and see." the guide said kindly and made her way over to me.
I quickly took out my other in-ear and faced…Linda (or so her name tag said). "What can I help you with?" I asked kindly without showing I had eavesdropped on the group's conversation.
"I know it's a long shot, but do you think Isabella would be willing to sign a few autographs?" Linda asked.
"Um…" I said more to myself than to anyone else. Should I or not? I mean as long as there are no pictures I don't care, but will it turn into another crazy Mark ordeal?
I sighed. "Five and only five." I said against my better judgment.
Linda laughed. "Shouldn't you ask Isabella? I mean shouldn't she be the one to answer the question?"
I laughed with her, then looked her in the eye for the first time, "Lorie and I traded positions for the night, so I'm Isabella. And if these people want to meet me, they'll just get an autograph. I'll need you to collect all cameras and camera phones. Okay? O, and make sure the rest of the group is gone. It can only be those five." I said firmly.
I think she got the message. She quickly went back to the group and grabbed five people, including the girl who asked, then led them out from my backstage area. A while later, Linda came back with the five, but before she brought them all the way over, she took all of their phones and cameras. Slowly, she brought the group over to me. I swiftly took out my in-ears and smiled brightly at the bunch.
"Hi, I'm Isabella." I said confidently while shaking each of their hands.
"I'm Hope." the girl who had originally asked if she could meet me replied happily.
"I'm Tiffani." the next girl said with a giant smile on her face.
"I'm Miranda." the third girl said.
"Heaven." the fourth said bouncing like Alice always does when she's excited.
"Laughlin." the fifth grunted, trying to act cool.
"It's a pleasure to meet all of you." I said honestly, a thrill racing through me. "Now, what can I do for you?"
Everyone was silent for a moment then Hope piped up and asked, "So why is the one track more emotional than the others?"
I smiled remembering the day. "Well, Ed-Mr. Mason and myself were playing for each other because we he hadn't heard me play since I was really little, so he challenged me and after we played and I lost the bet, he and I recorded this and the whole way through I was thinking about our relationship over the years and played what I felt and it ended up sounding like it does on the EP."
"That's pretty awesome!" Hope said with a smile.
Miranda began asking suit, "So…what's the deal with you and Mr. Mason? Any juicy past?"
I blushed bright red. "Erm…well…" I stumbled over my words trying to choose them carefully. "Mr. Mason and I are really close…friends, and have been for many years, practically our whole lives." I told them quickly.
"Uh-huh, suuuuure." Miranda said with disbelief.
"What?"
"I just think that anyone who can create a piece as beautiful as that based on memories would have to have a strong relationship…beyond friendship." she said quietly.
I shrugged. She was really observant! "Think what you want…" I trailed off smiling. "Anyone else?"
Laughlin grunted, "So what bands have you mixed for besides these ones?"
"Um…a lot of indie bands from the places I've lived. They didn't really have names when I mixed for them though. But they were what I learned on."
"Oh, ok. Thanks." Laughlin grunted looking even more uninterested than before. I just rolled my eyes.
"How long have you been playing violin?" Heaven asked, sounding genuinely curious.
"Oh gosh, probably twelve or thirteen years I guess. I started playing when I was in the fifth grade, but I've taken a few breaks from it here and there, but I can't seem to stay away from it for long." I said trying to figure out if those years were right or not.
"That's awesome! And do you play anything besides violin?" she asked again.
"Viola, which is very different from violin, cello, and acoustic guitar."
"That's incredible!" Tiffani said. "I've always wanted to learn how to play a string instrument."
"It's a lot of fun. Do any of you play anything?" I asked curious.
"Piano and violin." Laughlin said nonchalantly.
"That's awesome! Don't ever quit playing; it'll be your release channel!"
"You're telling me! I know it is!" he said with some emotion in his voice finally.
"Anything else?" I asked willing to answer any questions they shot at me.
We talked for a few more minutes about my career and how long I've been mixing and how I got into it, but the conversation needed to come to a close because they were changing bands and I needed to check their monitors.
"Okay, well it was nice talking and meeting you all!" I said wrapping everything up.
"It was nice meeting you." a few of them said before sauntering off to their seats.
Hope stayed behind; I could tell she felt a little awkward.
"What can I do for you Hope?"
"Would you mind signing this?" she asked as she shoved a cd in my hands along with a sharpie.
I smiled. "Sure, who to?"
"My little sister, Brooke."
"Alrighty then." I quickly wrote, "To Brooke, keep rockin' on girl! Much love, Isabella." in my half cursive, half manuscript handwriting, then handed the cd and pen back to Hope.
"Oh my gosh! Thanks so much, this is awesome!" she said acting like an excited Alice.
I had to laugh. "No problem, just make sure no one see's the album but your family, okay?"
"Alright, I promise!"
"Go ahead and watch the show, you're missing out!"
"Okay! Thanks again." and with a wave she was gone.
The night went smoothly with no problems. And the boys were energetic as usual, making the crowd adore them more than they had when they walked through the doors.
Everything finally ended and all the stage hands began tearing down the stage. As I packed up my board I realized that in one short week, it'd be the half-way mark in the tour and I'd be in Forks for two whole weeks!
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In San Francisco, the crowd was equally as wonderful and I just like in San Diego, told the backstage guide to pull five people to secretly meet me.
The five were surprised but still full of questions similar to the ones I answered in San Diego.
After that night, I told the boys about what I was doing with the fans and they all thought it was a cool idea for me so that I wouldn't have to perform or be in the limelight like they are.
On Friday we loaded up our vans and trucks for one more concert in Seattle till we go home.
Most of the time, Sarah and I jammed out to Edward's playlists that he had made and I was too busy to listen to. But for part of the trip, Sarah and I caught up on life in general; it'll be hard sayin' goodbye when the time comes. She's quickly turned into one of my closest BFFE's that I've ever had. Life will be so strange without her, but thankfully she's going to hang with us at the concert set-up and the actual concert.
The set-up went quickly and smoothly thanks to the small venue we were playing at.
The concert was incredible. I had no clue that the fans could sing louder than a stadium….especially on the songs where we all sang on the album.
"Thanks so much for coming out to support us tonight!" Ryan exclaimed, still stoked even though his voice was shot.
"And make sure to keep your eyes peeled these next two weeks." Mike said cryptically.
"Because you may just see us playing at a coffeehouse in your area!" Jake concluded.
The crowd began talking amongst themselves in excitement, and someone yelled out, "Any chance of hearing Isabella and Mr. Mason?"
Ryan smirked so I could see. "Anything is possible…anything is possible."
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Within two hours, everything was packed up and Jake, Embry, Quil, Sam and I were all speeding to Forks. Everyone else would be coming the following day, but we were all too pumped about going home to wait another day.
They dropped me off first around one thirty in the morning.
"Thanks guys, see you later!" I said before grabbing my bags out of the back of the van.
Charlie's cruiser was pulled into the driveway as usual. I smiled; it's good to be home.
I expertly reached up in the eve to grab the spare key. All the lights were off so I was planning on leaving a note on the kitchen table explaining I was home, but as soon as I flipped on the light switch my plans changed.
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"Oh, it's what you do to me." He sang quietly in my ear.
I smiled and sang the line back to him quietly. "Oh, it's what you do to me."
We smiled and I laid my head back down on his chest and happily went to sleep with no worries in the world.
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