Our Scars remind us that the past is real.
Rpov
Pressed against the counter was my best friend, my sister, shirtless. Christen was on his knees, starting to take her jeans off, and he himself was in nothing but boxers. "Oh my god! My eyes! My eyes! They burn!" I screamed, dropping the bags and covering my face with my hands. When I felt arms around me, I turned and buried my face in Dimitri's chest.
"ROSE! Oh my god! What are you doing here? Back, what are you doing back?" Lissa demanded grabbing her shirt off the counter behind her. I didn't want to turn around, but I heard scuffling and I was assuming, hopping that they were getting dressed.
"This is my house, that's what I am doing here. And if you guys wanted to have sex, there are 2 rooms up stairs. Take moms room or the guest room. STAY OUT OF MINE. The only one having sex in my bed is me and Dim…me!" I holler back at them. "I am going up stairs. Come on Lacey baby." I called over my shoulder as I started down the hall.
The rest of the day I spent the rest of the day either in my room or hanging with the guys. I could not even look at Lissa or Christen.
The next day when we went out to the mall, Lissa made me get a dress. She just better hope I could get of it in time for the group thing. It was nearly 3 and I wanted to go home and go to bed. Over the last 2 days I have eaten more than I normally do in a week.
"Hey Rose, what do you say we make one more stop?" Liss ask, standing in front of what looked like a tattoo/pricing parlor. She and I had wanted to get our belly buttons done for a while. "Let's get our belly buttons done." she said, to which I nodded my head.
When we walked in and ask about it they said that since we were only 17, they would need to talk to parents, so Liss called her mom and dad and I, reluctantly called mine. "Mom, can I get my belly button pierced? Lissa and I are in the shop right now and all you have to do is tell them it's ok." I said into the phone.
Within the next 10 minutes we both had parental consent and were sitting in the chair our shirts up to just under our boobs and our hands clasp with each other.
"I like it." Lissa said as we walked out of the shop, she had her shirt up some and was playing with the little silver barbell. "We need to go look at more rings, for when we can change them." she said grabbing my arm and pulling me into Spencer's.
A week later on Saturday, I was standing in the dressing room with Lissa putting the finishing touches on my outfit. For my song we had decided on a floor length red dress that had a goddess style shoulder. (It went over only one shoulder like old goddess dress's) a pair of black heels and the one piece of jewelry my mother ever gave me. My Nazar was a little eye type charm with cross bones coming from it. I was told it was a gift from my father.
Taking a deep breath, I looked at Lissa. She had on a sapphire blue dress that came just above her knees that had what looked kind of like a jeweled belt thing around it, with a pair of hoop earrings and a pair of heels. We looked good.
"I am so excited, are you?" she asks me, brushing the ends of my hair again. She had spent the last half an hour straightening it. I loved when my hair was straight, and it would be easy to put it up in a ponytail for the thing with Mase and Ed.
"I am more nervous. What if I forget the words? You know what happened last time when I tried to sing in middle school. My lunch was all over the front row" I said, shaking my head. Just than my phone started singing. It was Smile. Taking a deep breath I opened the IM. "Break a leg Beautiful." Wait, how did he know that I was in the show? Oh my god, did he know who I was? Oh! I so did not have time for this! Damn it!
Shaking my head I sighed and walked out of the room with Lissa. Everyone who was in the show was meeting in the greenroom to do the show circle. Taking a spot next to Lissa and this girl Kat, we all held hands as Mr. Shue lead the circle.
Nearly half an hour later, I was standing with Lissa and Andre watching my boyfriend, in all his glory, on stage. He was playing the guitar, while singing in his beautiful deep voice. "I'm falling even more in love with you, letting go of all I've held on to. I'm standing here until you make me move. I'm hanging by a moment here with you. I'm living for the only thing I know, I'm running and not quite sure where to go. And I don't know what I'm diving into. Just hanging by a moment here with you"
I could listen to him all night, but all too soon it was over and he was walking off stage. Smiling hugely I put my arms around him and kissed him. "You need to sing to me more often." I whispered in his ear, as they announced Andre. Letting go of my boyfriend I gave my 'brother' a hug. "Break a leg"
Where Dimitri was playing gaiter, Andre was playing Drums. He had decided that he was going to sing to the girl who changed his life, not that she really knew it was to her but still. Sitting behind the drums he played, singing The Reason, by Hoobastank. "I've found a reason for me, to change who I used to be. A reason to start over new and the reason is you" When he walked off stage, I gave him a huge hug. I forgot how good he was on drums.
When Lissa was called up, she went all ghetto on me, she was singing Hannah Montana. It was a good song, but still. Though out her whole song, One In a Million, she was walking around stage, putting everything she had into it. I knew that she was singing to Christian, who had become her boyfriend since the horrific thanksgiving incident.
When she walked off stage, she was breathless, but glowing with happiness. When I went to hug her, she squeezed me tightly, before putting the mic in my hand. Looks like I was up. Steeling myself, I walked out on stage. And couldn't help but hear the girls in the front row talking about me, and what a bitch I was. Closing my eyes, I listened for the opening of my song.
Look at me
You may think you see
Who I really am
But you'll never know me
Every day
It's as if I play a part
Now I see
If I wear a mask
I can fool the world
But I cannot fool my heart
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
When will my reflection show?
Who I am inside?
I am now
In a world where I
Have to hide my heart
And what I believe in
But somehow
I will show the world
What's inside my heart
And be loved for who I am
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
Why is my reflection
Someone I don't know?
Must I pretend that I'm
Someone else for all time?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
There's a heart that must be
Free to fly
That burns with a need to know
The reason why
Why must we all conceal
What we think, how we feel?
Must there be a secret me
I'm forced to hide?
I won't pretend that I'm
Someone else for all time
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
By the time I was done singing, I had tears in my eyes. Taking a deep breath, I strode off stage and handed the mic to Kat, who walked on stage and I rushed to the dressing room. Kat was going to sing, and there was someone reading poetry than Mason, Eddie Meredith and I was up. Ya found out today that Mar was joining us.
When I got to the dressing room I grabbed my bag with my change of clothes in it while Lissa unzipped my dress. In the next 4 minutes I had my dress and heels off, my black yoga pants and white spaghetti strap on and my hair in a ponytail.
When I walked out of the room Mase handed me a bottle of water and we rushed to the stage where they were moving the drums. The guy who was reading the poem bowed and walked off stage smiling at us. "Break a leg, it's a tough crowd" he laughed and we all walked onto the stage.
When we got to the center, we got in a lose circle and Mase nodded at me as a cool African drum beat started. Jumping from one leg to the other, in what looked more like dancing than fighting Mason and I started 'fighting' first he advanced and did a handstand, bringing his feet over his head like he was trying to kick me. To which I did a cartwheel away from.
Over the next 10 minutes the 4 of us took turns 'fighting' doing kicks, flips, handstands and all around looking like we were dancing. What we were doing was an African form of fighting. It was created in sixtieth century Brazil called Capoeira
When we were done, Mason stood before the stage and explained what it was. Everyone seemed to have loved it. I would not be surprised if Monday everyone wanted to learn it. When we walked off stage I was in the arms of Dimitri before I even knew it.
"I will have to remember that you can do that love. Remind me not to piss you off" he said laughing, as he kissed my head. Our act was the last one of the night and so went out on stage and called everyone in the show out to do the final bow.
"What do you say we go get ice cream? I really want some ice cream" Mason said when we had all changed out of our outfits and into normal street cloths. When we walked out to the car, I put my hands on my hips.
"Why am I the only one ever driving? You losers have cars." I demanded my hands on my hips when Dimitri grabbed my keys. "And why do I never get to drive?"
"You drive because you love us, and he drives because you are easily distracted." Eddie said as everyone piled in my car. It never failed to amaze me how they always got 6 people in my 5 seater.
Pulling up beside me Andre rolled the window down to talk to me. "So, Cold Stone?" he asked and everyone agreed so that's where we went.
A/N: ok, sorry about not posting sooner, I would have had this up last night, but when I was at like 1,700 words, I went out to the bar with my sister. And let me tell you, I now know why Rose said that Russian vodka can double as rocket fuel. I am still dying from it. Lol
Anyway the vids of the Capoeira will be in my profile, so if you want to see what they are doing go take a look.
I may not post again till tomorrow, cuz I think I am going to go back to bed. Lol anyway review and send in ideas.
Oh and Katuss, I couldn't message you back about getting the quote right so I didn't have any info so you just got a small walk-in.