Grady's POV
All of the So Random! cast members- except for Sonny- were sitting in the prop house, too anxious to move. Well, we were all fidgeting, but not moving around the room. It's been three days- Sonny has only has two left, and sitting around having nothing to do to help wasn't exactly keeping us busy. It's been hours, just sitting. Waiting. Cramping. Worrying. Hoping. If Sonny wasn't ready, we were dead.
The thought came back to me several times- two days until the show. Two days until the audience decided our fate. I shivered. It went up and down my spine multiple times as anxiety came over me- much stronger than any other time. Acting was all I could do- if shoving cheese down your pants doesn't count- and losing it would make me feel like a failure. I would fail. Lose. Okay, enough with the one word sentences, Grady. Just putting all this weight on Sonny's shoulders made me feel really bad. She probably hyperventilated about twenty times in the past week. I felt so guilty.
I wanted to speak, to say something, but my muscles wouldn't respond. Grr. None of us liked silence, and it was becoming annoying. The quiet was loud in my ears- deafening me.
I tried to move again. It was much too quiet in here, you could probably hear a dust moat hit the ground with a loud thump. My ears were ringing, and it was becoming very uncomfortable.
Suddenly, Tawni moved.
It wasn't a huge movement, she was just shifting her weight to her left. She started to speak, and her confidence surprised me.
"I want to see the video. The one with Sonny." she whispered, though it sounded like she was screaming at us- with a calm face.
I wasn't going to be able to speak any time soon, so Nico replied.
"Oh," he started sarcastically. "I thought you meant the other video that we've been thinking about all week." Someone is a little crabby from the silence. I was getting kind of crabby myself, though. Why couldn't I move?
Despite the look Tawni gave him, Nico started to play the video, and I shifted my eyes towards the T.V. He fast-forwarded to the important part.
The first thing we saw was Sonny walk the prop house and sit on the very couch I was sitting on. She just sat for a few minutes, obviously thinking about something. Then she looked around the room, as if she was looking for someone ,or making sure no one was there. As I continued to watch, Sonny was just sitting, though her facial expression gave away all of her thoughts. First her face was hopeful, but then she shook her head, denying the first thought with a glum expression. She was biting her lip after, still with that glimmer of hope in her eyes. She smiled, and shot up from the couch. Woah, I didnt know she could move that fast!
Sonny's grin continued to stretch across her face as she made her way to the silver slide directly behind me. She looked around, again checking her surroundings not to get caught. She was thinking something over, and them was off camera. She had walked away. Hmm, what was she doing? Nico and I hadn't gone back this far, so I was curious....
Sonny came back on the screen going the opposite direction with a piece of paper in one hand and a pice of tape on one of her fingers.
Nico and I gasped understandingly and shook our heads in unison. Tawni looked at us like we were crazy, confused. When Sonny came back on the screen though, she focused again.
Again, Sonny was by the slide pulling out random boxes and setting the on the floor. Is that where she hid it? Great spot! I would never look there. Then she stopped and looked at something in between the boxes longingly. She began pulling them down more quickly now, looking impatient. Sonny reached in the storage case, and pulled out a black case. Tawni smiled, and shook her head at Sonny's face- she looked obsessed. It was kind of funny though. Sonny pulled out a tannish-brown instrument, and looked so giddy she should have probably been twitching. She tuned her guitar and sat down. It looked as though she was trying to prolong the moment- her first time with her guitar in suc a long time. Sonny pulled out a book that was labeled: My Songs. When she turned the first page, excitement arranged her features.
Sonny stood up, and looked at the neck of her guitar, finding the first chords. She started playing then.
Tawni had a look of doubt on her face. Hearing about Sonny was one thing-watching it was another. Sonny started to sing.
We're done but it's not over
We'll start it again after the end of the day
It keeps getting better
Don't be afraid
We'll do it together
Her voice got more energetic
C'mon c'mon you know
It's your time to move It's my time to move
C'mon c'mon let go
Leave it all behind your past and mine
Dang, she's good.
Nico turned everything off, and Tawni looked, well, she looked offended. Oh gosh, I really hope that was not a look of jealousy on Tawni Hart's face.
