Die A Believer - 1

The lights are really dazzling up here.

The rhythm of our hype tune is really loud.

My guitar feels heavy in my hands.

My ears ring with the bass.

I love it.

The atmosphere is wild, crazy, tight, beautiful.

I just can't seem to stop the smile from breaking out onto my face.

All this, it's beautiful, it's what we live for.

I look around grinning.

I've noticed I don't tend to smile that much.

I do stupid faces at the canera, coz that's just what I do, but no-one catches me smiling.

I just, dont feel like it.

That thought in itself is kind of deppressing.

That I can't smile, cant show my love for everything I have!

But apart from all this, all that i have, I just don't really have a reason to smile, or someone to smile for.

No-one besides crazy fans who don't even know me, who only care for image, for fame.

Not even for the music.

Now I'm trying to keep the smile on my face, but i keep going, because who ever heard of Shaun Donald Patrick Diviney every giving up?

No-one, that's who.

So I put on my brave face, and get ready to meet the hundreds of fangirls, who all look the same, who all think the same.

The curtains pull aside, slowly, and our fans start to scream, the noise slowly building up in my head until..

"Alright! You sexy motherfuckers!" I yell, releasing my emotions into my words.

"We are Short Stack, are you ready to dance?"

They're wild, the crowd, four hundred eyes stare at me, four hundred girls, out in the mosh.

They all want a piece of us.

And we want them, just not in the same way.

They scream, and I hear Andy starting up with the bass, and Bradie, coming in with the drums, and it's all up to me.

"Alright you sexy bitches! Let's go!"

My voice rumbles through the hall, hundreds of fans are screaming our names, desperate for attention.

They're all the same.

The songs go on.

And I watch them all.

"Watch them fall, to their knees"

The melody rings loud and clear, so many heads bob along to it.

All of them.

I resist the urge to run, to leave everything behind, to find something that would make my heart feel alive!

The faces fade to a blur as everyone jumps around, losing themselves, every face moving.

"As I lay I think I'm flatlining,"

Except one.

My heart beats faster, at this mystery standing alone in the crowd, one among four hundred, her hear bowed, brown hair shining.

"Watch them fall, thick as thieves,"

I think she senses me, because she looks up, and her eyes, startling blue, meet mine for a short second, full of passion.

So different to the hundreds of eyes glued to us.

"As i lay i think i'm flatlining"

I just manage to choke out the words, and I turn back to look at her again.

But she's gone, and in her place, 5 more girls jumping crazily.

The one different girl, gone.

I sigh heavily.

I dont even know her name.

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For the rest of the concert, all I could think about was her.

The stormy blue eyes, the difference between her and her surroundings.

It was astonishing, I wasn't meant to feel this way, especially about a stranger.

But I did.

And I didn't like it.

This wasn't me!

I was SHAUN DIVINEY, I wasn't some lovestruck teenager.

But this girl, she was so captivating, so original.

So different.

I didn't know what to do.

The final chorus of Princess heaved through my body, and I humped the microphone stand, just for good luck.

And maybe to hear the girls screaming my name again, but that was all, I don't have a pole fetish, I swear.

"Thankyou Ladies and Gentlemen" Andy calls out, "We are what you've made us, we are yours and we love you guys, thanks for bringing us here to see your lovely faces!"

"We have been Short Stack," Bradie continues, "And you have been Awesome.."

"We'll see you next time babes," I finish, and with a final bow, It's over.

The lights fade, the fans disperse, the curtains close, we pack up and get ready for the meet and greet.

But the whole time I'm thinking of her.

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