This is my first ever fan-fic for twilight Life and Death Reimagined. I had a lot of fun writing this so here goes nothing, enjoy!
"Oh no, no no. There's no way in hell im going to go up on that stage in front of the whole school. I'd rather scrape gum off every desk for the rest of the year." I loudly exclaimed as I stood outside of my bio class.
"Oh come on beau! We really need you. You're the only person I know who can sing those high notes. I wouldn't be asking if we didn't need you. " McKayla stated in a loud whisper, gazing at me with pleading eyes.
The school talent show was this Friday and McKayla's band needed a lead singer fast. Justin Salinger, the band's lead singer, came down with mono. Thanks a lot ski trip from last Friday.
"Sorry McKayla I can't do it. I already get sick and nervous from going up to the black board. If I perform in front of the school, the entire front row is going to be covered in vomit." I shuddered at the idea of going up there and making a fool of myself. I've never been a performer and I don't know how I could convince anyone that I am. Yes I took singing lessons as a kid and I could hit a few notes here and there but by no means was I made to sing. I also don't want Edythe Cullen and her ridiculously good looking siblings to be there. They would think of me as a loser, more than I already am. If there's any day that she could be absent I hope it would be this Friday.
McKayla must've noticed how nervous I got because she moved a few inches closer to me and not so subtlety placed her hand on my bicep as a way to "comfort" me. She looked up at me, turned on her puppy dog eyes, and fluttered her eyelashes. Her level of flirting dangerously increased over the last few weeks when she felt that Edythe Cullen was no longer a "rival". As she tightened her grip on my bicep, from the corner of my eye, I noticed a perfect looking person gracefully sashaying my way. Edythe Cullen is the most beautiful and interesting girl I've ever laid eyes on. Her bronze hair was perfectly wavy today. Her purple turtleneck hung on her body so comfortably. Her pale face looked impeccable as always, her golden irises glimmered in the light. I felt a strong-intense-magnetic pull as she passed by me to go into class.
"Earth to beau...helloooooo, it's me your bestieeee." McKayla said while she waved her hands in front of my face. I didn't realize I had turned my head when I was admiring the subject of my every night dreams.
"Huh? Oh sorry, umm, yeah I don't think I can...what if i mess up the lyrics or freeze on stage?" I quietly whispered to her as I walked in class and sat down at my seat next to Edythe. Mrs. Banner was not in class yet which gave McKayla the green light to sit at the edge of our table.
"I promise that won't happen beau. We're going to work really hard to get this right. I'll do anything beau...Uhhh, I'll write your term paper for English class. Or I'll wash your car! Ummm, oooo! I can even convince my dad to give you a raise. Anything...but please, we need you." McKayla desperately pleaded as she pushed back the small hairs that fell in front of my forehead. Her fingers lingered there for what seemed like forever till she thankfully removed her hand.
I turned towards the black board, frightened at the thought of performing in front of hundreds of people. I can't do this, I don't like attention. The very thought of attention makes my skin turn red, I get cold to the point where my teeth chatter. My legs wobble and sweat drips from my forehead. In others word, I'm a hopeless nervous introvert who would rather hide under a rock than to expose myself to people. I remember the time I threw up in front of my whole class in elementary school when I was asked to read my poem about dinosaurs. The poem was great, I wasn't. The thought of going up in front of an even bigger audience was making shiver from nerves and anxiety already. I shook myself from the daydream and casually glanced to my left without really thinking. I noticed that Edythe had tilted her head in my direction. Huh, weird. Was she listening to what I would say? Did she care or was it all in my head? Was she hoping I'd say no? Or was she dare I say...jealous? No, that's ridiculous I thought. It's been a few weeks since I last spoke to her. She had told me she didn't think we should be friends. It was so egotistical of me to think that Edythe Cullen would even spend five minutes of her day thinking of someone boring like me. Edythe was a queen among her ordinary subjects. There was no way she thought of me like that. I still think she regrets saving me from being crushed by Taylor's van. That's why she didn't want to be friends with me, she's way out of my league and she knows it. I can't say I blame her. It wouldn't make sense. She was a hard 10 I'm just 4 maybe even less. For someone like her to even have the slightest interest in me would be enough to tip the balance in the world and create utter chaos. I brought myself back to the primary issue at hand. I had to decide if I would help my friend or not. It might not be so bad...maybe you'll enjoy it or it could even get canceled. I hate public speaking and putting myself out there with a passion. But my friend needed my help and I'm sure she wouldn't ask me to do it if she didn't have another choice. As much as I hated this, I finally made a choice. A choice that I know I will regret as soon as I walk out of here.
"Ok! ok ok fine McKayla...I know I shouldn't do this but you win...I'll perform the song with your band on Friday." I begrudgingly mumbled to her already regretting my decision.
McKayla's eyes widened with happiness and excitement, "REALLY?! OMG that's awesome! Thank you, thank you, thank you so much beau! You're a lifesaver! You won't regret it! Ahhh! I'm so excited...we're going to make beautiful music together." I couldn't help but notice the look of satisfaction on McKayla's face as she smirked towards Edythe's direction. Edythe didn't look like she was paying attention but her hands were rolled up into a tight fist. Huh, maybe she's in pain or something. I tried to look at her face but nothing indicated she would be in pain, in fact she looked a bit angry. Maybe she forgot her homework, I don't know.
"Uh yayyy, sure...I definitely can't wait" I tried to match McKayla's level of enthusiasm but I obviously failed.
"Ok cool! So it's a date then! Oh wait no, that's not what I meant...ummm I meant to say-"
"Alright class please go to your seats and we'll get started" Mrs. banner said as she wrote something about chromosomes on the board. McKayla quickly ran back to her seat next to some dude with a bowl cut. How did I get myself into this? I mentally groaned. It's all jeremy's fault. He heard me singing in the locker room and felt the need to brag to everyone that I could freakin sing like some rock god or something. I could feel my stomach drop as I pictured myself on stage singing. I hope the world swallows me whole. Why did she have to save me from that van? May the angel of death take me, I am ready to die.
Without thinking I turned to my left and met her gaze. Edythe's golden orbs were like daggers staring into my soul. She seemed angry, upset, maybe even...jealous? My heart started racing as I quickly looked away and tried to focus on mrs. Banner's lecture. I could still feel her look of anger on me. I groaned and put my head down on my desk. Why was she even mad? She didn't want to be friends...she didn't even speak to me. I didn't do anything to her...I think. She never even gave me an explanation of how she saved me from the van. I decided to steal a quick glance at the angry model next to me and relaxed when her gaze was no longer on me. I quickly remembered my commitment for Friday. "How do I get out of this mess? Maybe I should visit Justin Salinger and get mono too" I mentally yelled at myself. All I know is that this Friday is going to be a day I'll never forget.