You know, I'm not doing that bad with the updating thing, lately.
I don't own.
I walked down the streets, fast. Just walking and walking and walking and not thinking at all. It was so calming and stress relieving- I should try to do it before a concert…
OH. NO.
Concert. Today. At 7.
It was 6:30 right then. Okay. So I had to get to the concert place, crap, I didn't even know where it was…
"Miss Cahill!"
"Miss Cahill"
"Amy!"
"Amy Juliet Hermia Cahill!"
I turned to see three people running over to me. My makeup and hair artists, my fashion designer, and my manager.
I ran over to them.
"In, the car, now, young lady!" shrieked Alice, my ever-so-calm manager. "Kara, Camille, the makeup and hair equipment's in the back. Lucy, I think you have the clothes. Mason- drive, drive, DRIVE!"
We were probably going past the speed limit, but that didn't stop Alice. Or Kara or Camille, for that matter. As soon as I shimmied into the clothes Lucy gave me, they applied eyeliner and eye shadow and combed my hair as though they always had to do their work in a giant black van 30 minutes before show time.
And I did end up looking good- wearing a flowy crème tank dress that came just above my knee. My hair was combed straight and smooth, and my eyes popped from the gold shadow Kara had dusted onto my lids.
I slipped on my ballet flats just as we reached the stadium. I didn't have a chance to look at the building or doors or anything for that matter- but I could tell it was packed from the amount of noise coming from inside.
"So far, Lady Gaga and Chris Drew have performed. Gaga did Alejandro, and the crowd got pretty worked. Chris sang Trouble, so they all sort of relaxed. Cobra Starship's on right now- Hot Mess. The crowd's moving, so I think you should do something slow, something to relieve the tension. Maybe Losing You, or Quiet Party. Originally I thought you'd perform Baseball Life, but-
I barely heard Alice's instructions and suggestions. Before I knew it, my name was being called, and Alice was pushing me forward.
"Amy, whatever you do," she said, looking me square in the eye, "I know you'll do the right thing."
I walked onto the stage, taking the mic, facing over a thousand people. Maybe a million. I looked at the band behind me. They didn't know what I was going to sing.
I didn't know what I was going to sing.
"Hey there, London!" I called out. Lots of cheers. Apparently, the energy from dancing with Cobra Starship was still there.
Then the cheering died down. I still had no idea what I was going to sing. Whispering began…
I saw faces and scenes flash in front of my eyes. Seeing Ian at the funeral. Ian saving my life in Korea. Ian leaving me in a cave. Ian and the sharks. Saving Ian's life. Seeing Ian on his steps when I first came to London. Meeting Jake. Ian saving my life again. Ian…Ian…Ian Kabra. The one that I was in love with.
I used to be a princess
Walking in a world full of magic and happy endings.
I'd always dreamed of finding my prince
He'd be charming and polite
Courageous as a knight
But never did I know
That the prince wasn't always the hero, oh
What're you supposed to do when you fall in love with the bad guy?
Oh, you can't stop the feeling that makes you feel so alive!
And, I tried to make it go away
But even now, to this day
I know I'm not gonna be set free
It's like the hero, bad guy, and me.
See, he's got double personalities
Sometimes nice and sometimes mean
I think that's the reason why I love him
The only thing is
I've gotta know,
Is if he loves me, the same way, oh
The band had unconsciously started playing.
What're you supposed to do when you fall in love with the bad guy?
Oh, you can't stop the feeling that makes you feel so alive!
And, I tried to make it go away
But even now, to this day
I know I'm not gonna be set free
It's like the hero, bad guy, and me.
The hero, bad guy, and me, oh
There's nothing I can do!
I've tried to figure it out
I can't understand what
This is all about!
Either he loves me or he doesn't
But he's not giving me an answer
And I want to know
What it's like for him…
Then I sang softly.
'Cause what're you supposed to do when you fall in love with the bad guy?
Oh, you can't stop the feeling that makes you feel so alive!
And, I tried to make it go away
But even now, to this day
I know I'm not gonna be set free
It's like the hero, bad guy, and me.
The hero, who is the bad guy
Me and you
The hero
The bad guy
And me…
I drifted away, my voice slowly fading.
The crowd burst into cheers and applause and screams. Everyone.
I saw Dan and Natalie and Nellie near the front of the stage, screaming and clapping. Even the band was clapping for me.
I saw Alice back stage, and she smiled at me, mouthing, Told you so.
And from the corner of my eye, I saw an auditorium door open, and a person walk out of the stadium.
A tall, handsome person with jet black, flawless hair.
Yeah, I wrote that song. Sorry if you hated it- oh, and the funny spacing. Fanfic wouldn't let me space it the way I wanted to. I didn't like it myself, to be honest.
Well, only two more chapters, I think. Wow...
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