Littleton Colorado, August 6th 2005
Saturday, 3:00 p.m.
Iris's P.O.V.
We've been rehearsing like crazy all week and it was finally Saturday. Mark and my dad went early downtown to set up and pick up our band banner. It was pretty big and it was blue with black letters saying "Flashback". I was getting ready over at Rydel's house and we were currently in her room. I was already in my black and red tutu, black t-shirt with my red tie, and my black converse boots. Rydel was wearing her matching tutu, white tee with a black tie and her red converse. We wore matching make up, which was basically just red glittery eye shadow, mascara and lip-gloss. I was straightening Rydel's hair and putting it up into a high ponytail with her bangs pinned up making a little bump and some stray pieces hanging around her face. It didn't take very long and soon I was sitting in her styling chair. She first got out some red and black extensions and crimped them. She put them in and half crimped and half straightened my hair. We were finally done and I looked at the clock. It was three already and we were performing at five thirty. There weren't a lot of bands, but the ones that were playing were really good. Rodrick's band, "Paralyzed" was playing, and from what I've heard around town they're really good and loud. Then this band playing before us called, "Richocheyed", is more of an acoustic band, but are really good guitar players. To say I was nervous would be a complete understatement, I felt like throwing up! Like stomach dropped to my feet and I couldn't move, the butterflies in my stomach were fluttering wildly. It felt awful! I looked over at Rydel and she looked nervous too.
Just then Stormie came in and said, "Are you girls ready?" We nodded and grabbed our purses and headed downstairs. Riker and Rocky and Ross were already dressed and were jumping up and down with excitement. Ryland ran over and jumped into my arms.
I caught him and he started laughing saying, "Rissy, your gonna be a rock star!"
I laughed and put him down as he ran out the door with Ross and Rocky to the car. Rydel and Stormie walked out next with Rydel doing vocal warm-ups. I was staring at my shoes and felt Riker hug me tight. "Don't be nervous, Rissy. You'll do great. We all will."
I nodded into his shoulder and looked into his eyes. "We never did figure out what acoustic song we were gonna do."
He smiled one of his "million dollar" smiles and grabbed my hand saying, "Well, we'll just have to wing it then won't we?"
I laughed and said, "Yup. Hope I'm good at 'winging' things." He laughed and we walked out to the car.
Riker's P.O.V.
I knew Iris was nervous because she's always had a little stage fright, no matter how much she says she's over it. I quickly reassured her and we walked out to the van. We rode to the festival and the butterflies in my stomach gave me great adrenaline. I never get nervous when we perform; none of my brothers or sister does either. It's kind of hard to explain but performing feels like it's in my blood. I love the feeling that runs through me when I know that the music that I play makes people happy. I know acting and singing are my dreams, and I'll do anything to make that happen, as long as Iris can be with me. I was pulled out of my thoughts by the van stopping and everyone piling out. I got out and stretched. The midday was sun beating down on my face and warming up my whole battery. I walked over to the stage and saw dad and Martin setting up our microphones. I walked behind the stage and saw the DJ table. I walked over and looked at the set list. Rodrick's band goes on before us and everyone says they're really good. I felt a little queasy now. I knew Rodrick liked Iris for sure now and I know she's definitely confused.
Rodrick's P.O.V.
Our awesome band Paralyzed is playing tonight at this stupid festival thing and we were totally stoked. We were skateboarding down the sidewalks while our "manager" set things up over at the stage. I came to a quick stop at the end of the sidewalk as I saw a big white van park and the girl I saw over at the park.
"There she is dude! Is the bet still on or what?" My friend and fellow band member Ben said. When we were at the park I made a bet with my friends saying that I could get that girl to go out with me until that stupid little dance thing we have for 8, 9, and 10 grade students at the end of this next school year.
*Flashback*
"Yeah right, dude! That chick would never go out with you!" My friend Ben said as we were spray-painting the skate ramps.
I looked over and recognized her as the new chick that went to our school. She was a grade below me, and I thought honestly that she was kinda pretty, but she was such a loser! She spends all her time with that dirty blonde haired boy and his lame little family. Apparently, she can play the guitar and sing pretty well. But in all honesty, I just needed someone to go out with me to make that smoking hot Mckenzie chick notice me and get jealous. I heard around the school that Mckenzie hated this chick, so of course I'm going to ask her out!
"I can too! Bet you fifty bucks that I can get her to go out with me until that dance at the end of next school year!" I said, pointing over to her.
"Fifty bucks? You're on, I can buy a new amp with that!" Ben said. He shook my hand and the girl left.
"Alright you're on!"
*End of Flashback*
I smirked and fixed my hair a little. "The bet is still on, my friend. But I'm not going to ask her out right away. I'm going to make her want me first."
They smirked with me and I walked over to her.
Iris's P.O.V.
We were just hanging around and Riker and I were deciding which song we were going to do for our last song. I was in the middle of reading over some lyrics when I felt Riker tense up beside me. I looked up and saw him glaring straight ahead of him. I looked over and saw that Rodrick boy walking over to us. Riker put his arm around my shoulders protectively. Rodrick saw this and smirked even more before fully reaching us and extending his hand to me.
"Hi. I'm Rodrick, but you probably knew that already." He flipped the hair out of his eyes and I just stared. His hair was sort of long and a dark brown color. His eyes were also brown and he had full lips. I looked from his face to his hand for a minute.
Deciding I shouldn't be rude, I carefully reached out and just barely placed my hand in his. "Iris." I said quietly. I looked up at Riker and saw him with a mixture of anger, annoyance, and pain on his face.
I cleared my throat and yanked my hand away from his like it was on fire. "-And this is Riker, we're in the band that's playing after yours."
He kept the smirk and reached out to shake his hand, but Riker ignored it. I was shocked a little; Riker would never be so rude. He just retracted his hand and said, "Very cool. Um, so I guess I'll see you guys around. Have a great show."
I smiled and nodded and he walked away. I looked at Riker and saw his features soften. "What the heck was that Riker?"
He looked over at me and said, "What?"
I walked away and went to tune my guitar. He didn't follow me. Why? Whenever something was wrong with me or bothering me he wouldn't leave me alone until I told him. Has he stopped caring? Did me just talking to Rodrick make him that mad? Was he...jealous? My mind was racing at the speed of light as I was tuning my guitar and doing my vocal warm ups. Then out of nowhere, Riker came up to me and hugged me from behind, kissing my temple and whispered, "I'm sorry."
I smiled a little and turned my head to kiss his cheek. "We're not done discussing this." I whispered before wriggling out of his grasp and walked away.
Riker's P.O.V.
Why would she even introduce herself to that, that...that punk! Wow, punk? That's seriously the best I could think of to describe him? I am such a loser. I told her to stay away from him! But, he did kind of walk right up to us, I guess that's a little tough to get out of. I couldn't even describe the pain and sadness that I felt when I saw how he looked at her. First Gerald White now Rodrick Carter? Why can't everything just go my way for once? Everytime I feel like Iris could really, truly be mine, someone waltzes right in and suddenly I feel like competition. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't even notice him wanting to shake my hand. After he left I definitely calmed down a lot.
"What the heck, Riker?"
I jumped a little and looked over at Iris. "What?" I questioned.
She just turned around and walked away, probably to tune her guitar or something. I wanted to go after her, but my feet just wouldn't budge. I realized that in some situations that she gets herself into, it's better to just leave her alone to think things through.
I just sat on the curb and tried to process what happened myself when Martin sat down next to me on the curb. "Who was that, uh, interesting looking boy?"
I lifted my head out of my hands and said, "That's Rodrick Carter. His band is playing before ours."
He nodded and said, "Well, he was certainly trying to charm my daughter. I'm just glad that it was Iris he was talking to."
I shot my head up and over to him. "What? Why would you be happy that, that little punk was trying to charm Iris?" My voice rose a little at the end.
He just patted me on the back and said, "Calm down, son. I'm glad it was her because if he charmed any other girl they'd fall for him instantly. But not my Iris. She takes her time; study's the person, if you will. She's not one that could be charmed easily, and she sees through a fake exterior in an instant. She sees the inside, not the outside. She always tells me, 'its personality that counts. Everyone can change appearances but there is no changing the inner person.' " I smiled a little.
My heart warmed up at that, it was absolutely true. I sighed and said, "Well, she's mad at me for something. I don't know what though."
He laughed and said. "Say apologies now. Find out why you're apologizing later."
I laughed and got up. I stretched and slowly made my way over to her. She didn't see me coming, so I walked up behind her and hugged her. I kissed the side of her head and said, "I'm sorry."
She turned a little in my arms and kissed my cheek saying, "We're not done discussing this."
She, almost urgently, wiggling out of my arms and walking over to Rydel. That's it; I knew exactly what song we could sing.
Rocky's P.O.V.
It was now four, and the first band was up. They were more of an acoustic band and sang a lot of Jason Mraz, Plain White T-s, and some older stuff. They handled the guitar wonderfully and I silently wished in my head that I would be as good as that one day. I looked over to Iris and saw her going green. I walked over to her and handed her a bottle of lemonade saying, "Just breathe, Rissy. We don't have to go on for another hour and a half."
She nodded and took a drink of her lemonade and took several deep breaths. "Thanks Rocky." She said gratefully.
I nodded and patted her on the back. I saw what happened earlier with that Rodrick jerk, and I didn't like it one bit. We may not be blood related but I want to protect her like my sister and I can tell she does too. She doesn't treat me or Ryland or Ross like "Her best friend's siblings". She treats us like we're her friends too. I always think of her as my sister and I obviously trust her with my life. Gosh, I sound like a chick. I shook my head to clear my thoughts as the current band got off stage and Rodrick's band came on.
Iris's P.O.V.
After Richocheyed got off stage, Paralyzed got on. We went around front to watch better and, well, it was something. They were definitely heavy metal. They were so loud I had to plug my ears for half their set. I looked over at Rydel and she looked completely overwhelmed too. Ross and Rocky were covering their ears too, it was that loud. Smoke machines went off and some sparklers. They couldn't even sing! They were just screaming lyrics into the microphone! How did they even get to play here? I looked over to Riker and he was standing close to me covering his ears.
I tugged his hands away and had to scream, "How did they even get to play here? They're terrible!"
He barely heard me and screamed back, "I have no idea!"
The song ended, if you could call it a song, and Rodrick walked up to the mike from where he was currently sitting and playing drums. "What's up losers?" He shouted into the microphone. "This is our last song-," Everyone cheered for that, "-And I would like to dedicate it to this special little lady in the front." He said pointing to, oh no, no, no, no, no! He was pointing to, me. My eyes widened and Riker looked furious. He pulled me into him protectively, and Rocky stood in front of me and Ross and Rydel on my sides. Just when I think things couldn't get worse, they started playing. I immediately recognized the beginning instrumental to "Are you gonna be my girl?" By Jet. My stomach dropped to my butt and I felt like throwing up. He cleared his throat and walked up to the mike starting things off with another guitar player by his side.
Well it's a 1, 2, 3
Take my hand and come with me
Because you look so fine and I really wanna make you mine.
I say you look so fine and I really wanna make you mine.
He wasn't bad, but it was just so blunt and awkward. He played guitar a little bit and started singing again.
4, 5, 6 come on and get your kicks.
Now you don't need money, when you look like that. Do ya honey?
Big, black boots. Long brown hair. She's so sweet with her "Get back" stare!
Well, I can see, you home with me.
But you were with another man! Yeah!
Oh snap. He did not just say that! I looked over to Riker and, if it was possible, he looked even angrier than last time. I looked up at Rodrick and he winked and smirked at me. I should have been disgusted, but the tension was just so awkward, I looked down and blinked back a few tears. I never did do well in tense or awkward situations. I looked over to my mom and Stormie and they looked just as confused and tense as I was. I tugged on Riker's hand and he looked down at me.
"Can we leave?" I mouthed since; the music was too loud for him to hear me.
He nodded and put his arm around my shoulders comfortingly as he lead me through the crowd, and to where mom, dad, Ryland, Stormie, and Mark were sitting backstage. Rydel and Ross followed me, and Rocky came up and gave me a hug. Riker stepped back as I threw my arms around Rocky and tried to calm down. The song finally finished and Rocky let go of me as Rydel stood by my side. The band came off stage and Rodrick tried to walk to me but Ross and Rocky stood in front of me, blocking his way. No tears fell from my eyes, but boy was I mad. He smirked again, and I would just do anything to slap it off of him, but not while my parents and all these people were around. So instead, I did something that I knew would get him to leave me alone. I slipped my arms around Riker's waist, and he laid his on top of my shoulders. Rodrick's smirk dropped and he walked away looking like a kicked puppy. I smirked and released my arms from Riker to get my guitar on my shoulders. I started humming to get my vocals warmed up. I took a big drink of ice-cold water and headed to the stage just as Rydel, Rocky, Ross, and Riker walked up too. We ran on stage just as the announcer finished introducing us. I made my way over to the mike and introduced myself. "Hey guys, I'm Iris, this little brunette to my right here is Rocky, the little blondie to my left is Ross, the freak in the back playing drums is Riker-" He did a comedy beat with the drums and everyone laughed. "-And on keyboard is the amazing Rydel!"
Everyone cheered and we started off. Riker started the drums while Rocky, Ross, and I played guitars with me playing bass. Rydel didn't really have a lot of keyboard in the song so she did backup vocals for me. Everyone cheered when they recognized the tune and I sang.
He was a boy, she was a girl. Can I make it any more obvious?
He was a punk, she did ballet. What more can I say? He wanted her
And she'd never tell, but secretly she wanted him as well. But all of her friends
Stuck up their nose, they had a problem with his baggy clothes.
She has a pretty face but her head was up in space. She needed to come back down to Earth.
Rocky, and Ross, and I jammed out to the chorus while Rydel sang back up. I flipped the hair out of my face and slung my bass around my back for the next line.
Five years from now, she sits at home. Feeding the baby, she's all-alone.
She turns on T.V. Guess who she sees? Sk8er Boi rocking up MTV
She calls up her friends, they already know. And they've all got tickets
to see his show. She tags along, and stands in the crowd.
Looks up at the man that she turned down.
I was singing and playing during the chorus and pointed over to Rocky when the line, "slamming on his guitar." came on. Everyone was laughing and jumping around and mouthing the lyrics. I loved the feeling that went through my veins. Playing the guitar solo felt really well and I let Rydel take the bridge.
Sorry girl but you missed out. Well tough luck, that boy's mine now!
We are more than just good friends; this is how the story ends. Too bad that you couldn't see, see the man that boy could be. There is more than meets the eye. I see the soul that is inside.
I finished playing and set my bass aside, before going back up to the mike and hoping I could hit the notes.
He's just a boy, and I'm just a girl. Can I make it any more obvious? We are in love, haven't you heard? How we rocked each other's world!
I nailed it and everyone started cheering and screaming louder than possible. I looked back to Riker and his grin could light up the world. I knew this is what he wanted to do for the rest of his life. I knew he was going to do it and nothing would stop him. He had the talents and the guts and him and the rest of them would be playing shows and selling out arenas in no time. The only problem was, would I be there with him? Things are going to change as we get older, and playing and being famous is all good and well, but I don't know if I could ever take the famous life.
Riker's P.O.V.
After Iris and Rydel sang Sk8er Boi, the crowd was really pumped up and excited. I couldn't wait until I would be doing this professionally with my brothers and sister, maybe even Iris. We took a short break to get some water and Rocky and Ross started up playing "When I Come Around" by Green Day. Iris started up with the bass and Rocky started to sing.
I heard you crying loud. All the way across town.
but you've been searching for that someone, and
it's me out on the prowl. As you sit around feeling
sorry for yourself...
I zoned out as I stared at Iris while she was playing. I subconsciously kept the beat up with my drums as I stared at her. She had so much talent. I could see how Rodrick and Gerald fell for her, I fell for her just like them. I can't stand the thought of her being with someone else but me. She's funny, genuinely funny, she's so fun to be around, and makes everyone feel like family. She has natural beauty; she doesn't need to cover up her face with the entire make up some girls put on. She is exactly what I always pictured the love of my life would be.
I zoned out as the song finished. Rydel went from behind the keyboard to the middle mike and Iris and Ross switched instruments so her and Rocky would be playing guitar while Ross played bass. Ross can't really play bass all that well, but I taught him how to play for this one song. Iris and Rocky started strumming while I was playing the basic beat for the song, trying to play louder than usual so Ross can really lock in the bass. Rocky and Iris were play battling each other and trying to outdo each other on stage playing guitar and everyone was laughing and jumping around and smiling when they recognized the tune of the song. I smiled when Rydel cleared her throat and started to sing.
Well, you're a real tough cookie, with a long history
of breaking little hearts like the one in me. That's okay
lets see how you do it. Put up your dukes, lets get down
to it.
Iris stepped up to the mike to sing back up and their voices complimented each other beautifully.
Hit me with your best shot! Why don't ya hit me
with your best shot? Hit me with your best shot!
Fire away!
You come on with your come on's you don't fight fair.
Well, that's okay, see if I care.
Knock me down its all in vain.
I get right back, on my feet again.
Hit me with your best shot! Why don't ya hit me
with your best shot? Hit me with your best shot!
Fire away!
The guitar solo came on and everyone was staring with wide eyes at how good Iris and Rocky were. They were playing like professionals, and even Rodrick looked awestruck. She was too good for him, and he was a jerk. He'd only hurt her. Rydel was dancing really well during the instrumental and everyone loved her. She ran back to the mike just in time and starting singing the last verse before the big finale.
Well you're the real tough cookie, with a long history
of breaking little hearts like the one in me. Before
I put another notch, in my lipstick case. You better
make sure you put me in my place!
I stopped playing by now and everyone was clapping in rhythm to the missing beat. Iris and Rocky were the only ones playing now and we all smiled at how well the crowd responded to us.
Hit me with your best shot! Come on!
Hit me with your best shot! Fire away!
Hit me with your best shot! Why don't ya
hit me with your best shot? Hit me with your
best shot! Fire away! Fire away!
The final note came on and we all held our breath as Rydel held the last note perfectly. Everyone cheered and was screaming and jumping up and down and calling our names as the song ended. We took a longer break so we could figure out how we're going to set up our instruments for my song. I was singing "Disease" by Matchbox 20 and this song was a little more rock and we decided that Iris would play drums while Rocky and Ross played guitar and I played bass. We came back on and everyone cheered when I stepped up to the mike. I looked back to Iris and she winked at me before Rocky started playing.
Iris's P.O.V.
I held my breath as Rocky started playing the beginning instrumental. It was really quite impressive at how good he really was for his age. I've never really heard Riker sing and I got goose bumps just waiting. When he opened his lips to sing, my heart skipped fifty beats, while I played it on my drums. His voice was rich, and deep, and velvety smooth. I started swooning and my eyes went wide as I tried to contain my fan girl squeals. I glanced over to Rydel; only to find out she's been staring at me trying hard not to laugh, which she was failing at. I blushed realizing I was "caught" and ducked my head down to continue playing.
Feels like you made a mistake. You made somebody's heartbreak.
But now I have to let you go, I have to let you go.
We burst out with all the energy we had playing like our lives depended on it.
You left a stain on everyone of my good days. But I
am stronger than you know. I have to let you go.
No one's ever turned you over, no one's tried, to ever let
you down. Beautiful girl, bless your heart.
I got a disease, deep inside me. Makes me, feel uneasy, baby.
I can't live without you, tell me, what am I suppose' to do about it?
Keep your distance from me. Don't pay no attention to me! I
got a disease!
I've always thought he looked nice all the time, but right now. How he was putting everything he had into singing and the way he was swaying to the beat, was overwhelmingly hot. My cheeks were probably so red, that I looked like a tomato. His voice would crack a little when he went to sing a new line and, woah, his voice was so much deeper when he sang, it was hot! I saw a lot of girls in the front row with red cheeks, screaming his name and reaching up to touch his hands. I didn't even have to see his face to know he was smirking when he returned the favor, all the girls screaming with tears in their eyes as he did so. I knew after tonight his ego would have been blown up huge. I couldn't wait to hear all the comments about "How the ladies love him" and what not. I burst out laughing in my head and barely kept it together until the final note rang out. Everyone was going wild and we ran off stage for a break. I was last off and Riker turned around just in time to catch me when I leapt from the last step to his arms.
"Woah, what was that for?" he questioned while laughing.
I didn't even try to conceal my fan girl squeals as I answered shouting, "That was the coolest thing ever!"
He laughed and spun me around as I was still fan girling, "I can't believe I've never heard you sing like that before! You just blew my mind!"
We were laughing and drinking water when Rocky and Ross came over and said, "Yeah, what about us? Riker's not the only one on stage ya know!"
I laughed and hugged them both tight saying, "I shouldn't even need to compliment you guys, and you know you two are the best guitar players ever in history!"
They laughed and Ross had the smuggest look on his face that was completely adorable. They both crossed their arms in front of their chest smugly and walked, well more like strutted, away. I laughed and Rydel came up to give me a hug and hand me my acoustic guitar saying, "You'll be awesome Rissy, Riker already told me what song he wanted to sing with you."
I hugged her back, feeling the butterflies tickle my stomach at the thought of winging it onstage. I slung my guitar on and walked over to the stairs, waiting for Riker. He came over with his black acoustic guitar and held my hand out onstage. I heard a few scattered "awes" and blushed madly. We took a seat on the two stools that were placed there for us and noticed we would be sharing the microphone that was sat in between. I took a few deep breaths as Riker quickly introduced us saying, "Hey guys, I'm Riker and this beautiful girl beside me is Iris. This is our last song of the night and we hope you enjoy it."
I blushed when he called me "beautiful" and waited for him to start strumming. I immediately recognized the song as "Yellow" by Coldplay and smiled as he started to sing, and I picked up strumming.
Look at the stars, look how they shine for you. And everything
you do, yeah, they were all yellow. I came along, I wrote a song
for you, and all the things you do, and it was called "Yellow"
I smiled and joined him on the next line, our voices meant to be accompanied by the other...
We just continued to sing. And it almost seemed too amazing to be real.
I smiled as he let me sing the next verse, my voice echoing through the microphone and filling the room
I swam across; I jumped across, for you. Oh what a thing to do, Cause you were all yellow.
I drew a line, I drew a line for you, Oh what a thing to do and it was all yellow...
I wasn't consciously singing anymore, I knew I was singing the words with him and playing still, but my eyes were deep in his, and I suddenly remembered what this song was about, it wasn't just a song, it was a love song, a song about how this boy is scared of how much he loves this girl, and tells her in this song. It was about love, plain unselfish love, just love that is there, and always will be there. My eyes misted up as he sang the last notes of the song and we got off stage. I don't even remember hearing the crowd claps for us, I just watched as their hands exploded into movements of clapping. My mind was a blur and dazed. I walked around backstage putting my bass and my stuff away, until mom, dad, Stormie and Mark all came up and gave each of us a different colored wrist band that granted unlimited access to everything at the fair. I smiled and put my yellow one on, how ironic. We all scattered off with promises to meet back in three hours. I don't know how or why, but I was walking alone, aimlessly passing booths and rides.
People smiled at me from recognition onstage, and congratulated me on our performance and telling me how good we were. I gave them all a hug politely with a "Thank You" or a "How sweet!" before walking off on my own. I met up with Rocky and we rode a couple roller coasters together. I saw Ross and Rydel and played a few carnival games, winning Ross a stuffed bear, and continued to walk off on my own. My mind was blank as I walked around and decided that I wanted to go on the Ferris wheel. I felt a hand grasp my own and looked up to see Riker smiling down at me. I smiled back as we headed for the Ferris wheel and showed the man our wristbands before being seated in the small blue cart. It started moving and I quickly grasped the handle bar, only for Riker's hand to be grasped over mine. We both looked down at our hands and were wondering whether to move them or not until I took his arm and laid it around my shoulders so I could snuggle into him. I heard him laugh a little and kiss the top of my head. I smiled and waited until the cart got to the very top before I looked out at the fairgrounds. Lights twinkled and sparkled everywhere and you could faintly hear fair music playing. There was a slight breeze and it whipped my hair around my face and cooled off the hot summer air. I rested my head back on his shoulder and intertwined our fingers together. There was no talking, we just wanted to enjoy each other's company and remember this moment for as long as we lived. We finally got off the ride and he pulled me over to some carnival games.
He ended up winning me a stuffed penguin and I smiled as we headed back over to the car. After the quiet car ride back we got out of the van and I went in the house and up the stairs to my bedroom. I changed into my pajamas and fell asleep; cuddling the penguin I named "Yellow".
Whelp that was a long chapter! I'm currently writing this at school during study hall. Today is the last real school day before finals and here I am telling my teacher's I'm studying when I'm really writing R5 fanfictions! Anyways, so cool story, for choir we have finals and I did mine early. We were supposed to pick five or more people and write songs that describe and influence them. We could only pick two celebrities and I picked Riker and Rocky. For Riker. I picked Moves Like Jagger by Maroon 5 and for Rocky I picked The Man That Can't Be Moved by The Script. My choir teacher wrote a note back and it said:
"Lora, very nice writing! Because of your paper, I looked up R5 on the Internet and listened to their music. I liked it and can certainly see why you like them, or love them too!"
I just thought it was a very cute note. I'm going to see them again when they come to Aurora in August! I lived an hour away from there! I'll update when I can!
Lots of love!
-Lora & Lizzie