She stepped up to the microphone, looking down so she did not trip on the wires. Gave the band the name of the song she was going to sing and took a deep breathe.
I can do this, she thought. I've sang this song a million times over before. Just once more can't be that bad.
Releasing her breathe she steadier herself. Took one last breathe and began to sing.
The audience, usally accustomed to poking fun at the singers, sat with their mouths open.
How could such a powerful voice come from someone that small? The thought ran through everyone's mind.
Not only was it powerful, but beautiful. On the low side but could still hit the high notes.
Once the song ended, the audience roared with whistles and applause. So much so that she had to sing another.
Even better than the first, if it was possible.
But she wasn't one to gloat, she left the stage after the second.
She headed to the bar for a drink. "Pink Squirrel please" ;) she said to Jerry. "Sure thing miss." He handed her her drink and she collapsed down on one of the old beaten-up leather stools. Gulped down the drink, for she was hot from all the lights.
She noticed a man looking at her from across the room. He'd been looking at her all night.
Not again, she thought, this always happens after I sing.
The man, I would say good-looking but I never thought so of him, sorry Chis walked over to her and leaned against the bar.
You're pretty good, not the best but, very good.
I guess that could be some weird version of a complement
He laughed, Guess so.
Hart, he said as he reached out his hand Brock Hart, and you're R...
Bond, James Bond, Reba answered dryling. Brock seemed confused but after a split second got the refrence, then laughed.
Funny, he replied. She just threw at him one of those I-can't-wait-until-you-turn-around-and-leave-me-alone smiles, thought it didn't really seem like it was going to work.
So, are you new in town I haven't seem you around here.
You use that everytime you meet a lady or am I just special.
He got the hint that she didn't want him there but that didn't stop him.
I guess you could say you're special, with that voice of yours and all.
Is that why you're here, she asked with an eyebrow raised. If it is then you can just leave, there's things more important then a voice.
He started to speak but she cut him off.
You know what I'll leave, I'm getting sick of this place anyways.
But..
She was already on her way out.
Fiesty, and an anger problem, he thought. Not bad I deal with that.
He smiled, maybe there is more than a voice to this red head beauty, I'll have to see.
Ahh, good to be home, she said aloud to herself. Well at least as close to home as I can get in a place like this. She looked around her apartment. It was small, cramped, and had paper thin floors and could hear the neighbors below.
Could the music be any louder, the walls are shaking! Once more and I'll tell the land lord. she thought.
She had settled in as best she could, with pictures on the wall of family and friends, little knick-knacks that she had collected during the years, scrap books that never seemed to get filled and candles, place around the room. Cozy, but not home.
She picked up one the scrap books and sat down on the couch.
Ok, she whispered aloud to the book in hand, I'll finish at least one of you. She opened the book to the page she'd left off on. Eyes immeaditely attached to a beat-up picture in the bottom corner.
Her ex-fiance. Got cold feet only two weeks before the wedding. Just disappeared. She never understood that if you loved someone so much at one time, how can you just up and leave. Sure lots of people get nervous before weddings, just because you're not ready doesn't mean you have to run off. She wouldn't have minded waiting, but he just...ran off somewhere. Didn't even leave an address.
Nearly killed her so.
She closed the book, forget what I said I'll do you tomarrow, talking to the old book. She felt lonely as ever, Maybe I should get a cat, they keep you company right? Yeah, a little tan and white kitty, it'll be perfect.
Hoped up, she readied for bed. Had a nice, peaceful sleep unaware of the events of the following day.
short again i'm sorry. i'll try to make them longer. i have an idea for an ending but i dont know how to get to it. anyone want me to finish it? Review PLZ! love ya hugs