Chapter TWO! I hope you guys like this chapter, I thought it was sweet in the beginning:)PLEASE REVIEW!;)
Less than 24 hours later, all of us were in a karaoke bar in the town about 10 miles away from our beach house. Nobody was surprised when Bex sounded angelic when it was her turn. Even the guys did some kinda-sorta singing. My stomach hurt from so much laughing. Zach whispered in my ear, "guy in the green shirt and blue jeans over there has been looking at you for over an hour. Do I need to knock some teeth out this evening?" I chuckled.
"No, I don't think that will be necessary." I looked over to see Noah and Macey making out. "Go get a room!" I yelled at them. Everybody looked over and started laughing some more.
"Hey, Cam! You are the only one who hasn't gone yet!" Bex said. I froze. I was very aware that I was the only one who hadn't gone yet. In fact, I had been avoiding going all night. Zach must have picked up on that, because he was smiling at me.
"Yah, Cam…you have to go. It's not optional." Macey said, looking up from mid kiss, with a mischievous drip to her voice.
"You know guys, it's getting late a-" I started, but Grant cut me off.
"It's only 9:30, cummon' it's fun!"
"Fine." I grunted.
"Oooh! I get to pick the song!" Liz squealed with delight, and I winced with fear. I knew they were going to pick a song that would not be fun for me, but fun for them. Probably a really, really slow or really, really fast song. One that I would make a fool of myself with. After about 5 painful minutes, Bex and Liz had finally decided on a song. "Okay got it!" They whispered to the guy at the bar. He nodded and programmed the machine. I was terrified to look up. When I did, I saw If I ain't got you by Alicia Keys. Okay, so it could have been a lot worse. And I actually really like that song.
I walked with shaky knees up onto the small stage. I looked out to see my friends at the table. There were barely any people there. I heard the music start and every other sound disappeared. I saw the screen but didn't really need it. I knew all of the words anyway. It was my time to start singing and I forced the words from my lips.
Some people live for the fortune
Some people live just for the fame
Some people live for the power, yeah
Some people live just to play the game
Some people think
That the physical things
Define what's within
And I've been there before
That life's a bore
So full of the superficial
I saw everybody staring at me. It was basically the opposite of the chameleon I usually am. I almost melted from all the eyes on me. But I had to keep going. I couldn't lose a chicken fight against Bex and be called a chicken for backing out of singing. I pushed out the next verse.
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If I ain't you, baby
If I ain't got you, baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you, yeah
Everybody's jaws dropped open. What? What is it? I couldn't really hear my own voice, just muffled noise. Could I really be that bad?
Some people search for a fountain
Promises forever young
Some people need three dozen roses
And that's the only way to prove you love them
And in a world on a silver platter
And wondering what it means
No one to share but no one who truly cares for me
Liz, and a few others were smiling huge smiles. Everybody in the entire place was looking at me with shocked eyes. Zach was just staring at me, dumbfounded, with a tiny grin across his face. Could I really be that awful? I mean I have never officially sang before, but really?
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you, baby
If I ain't got you, baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you, you, you
By this time, the lyrics were slipping off my toung with ease. I still hadn't even once looked at the screen. And I was less shaky and nervous once I got in the "groove". I wasn't really even thinking anymore by the time I realized the song was almost over.
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you, baby
If I ain't got you, baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you, yeah
I looked at Zach, who was gazing deep into me eyes. I was full on singing with almost everything I had when the last verse came.
If I ain't got you with me, baby oh
Said nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing
I ain't got you with me, baby
I finished hard, and the music stopped. I just stood there for a minutes like a moron. There was complete silence at first. Nobody moved. Then all of a sudden, everyone was applauding very, very loudly. There were a series of hoots and hollers. I heard my name being called from our table. Everybody stood up, and I couldn't helpsmiling.
I ran off the stage and to the table. Everybody was patting me on the back.
"Cammie! That was amazing!" Jonas said.
"Yah! It was even better than Bex's performance! No offense, Bex." Macey exclaimed.
"None taken, it's totally true!" Bex screemed, with big eyes. Everybody nodded. I turned to Zach, who was behind me.
"Well? Whataya think?" I said, grinning. He just smiled and said,
"I'm speechless." And then he pulled me into him. I was smiling through our kiss. My hands were on his strong arms, and his on my waist. After a handful of minutes, I heard Noah.
"Okay, guys. You can swap spit later." I pulled away and stood observing Zach for a few seconds. Zach pulled me up onto his lap on his barstool and wrapped his arms around my waist.
We were there for about an hour longer. All singing and laughing a bunch more. We were exhausted so we decided to head on back to the house. Everybody was still talking about my apparently marvelous song. By that time, my cheeks were permanently red form blushing.
As we pulled up to the house, a thought came to my mind. Hey, maybe if I wasn't a spy, I could have taken up singing.
A few days later, the crew and I went into town. All us girls were shopping at the cute little souvenir stores. Jonas had already spent a lot of money on Liz. After we were all tired of walking around with our bags of merchandise, it was decided that we would eat at a restaurant that apparently was good, because it was packed. After we got a booth, we all ordered. The food was amazing. After my third virgin pina colada, I really had to use the bathroom.
"I'll be right back." I said, getting up and walking to the restrooms.
There was a man in a suit standing near the doors. Just as I was about to open the door to the ladies' room, the man pulled me by my arm into the corner, where we were practically invisible. He had a gun shoved into my gut. I was about to make a move when I realized there was another guy with a gun pointed at me. I was starting to panic. What was going on? Who were these people?
"Good evening, Cameron Morgan." The first man said with a creepy and evil expression. And how the heck do they know my name? Then I remembered, oh yeah, everybody knows my name now.
"Who are you?" I said. I tried to look as calm and collected as I could muster. I didn't even look back to my friends…I knew they couldn't see me and didn't even know I was in this situation.
"That's not important. Right now, what's important is that you come with us. And don't put up any kind of a fight." The man responded, looking even more evil. "Because trust me, I am not afraid to use this gun to hurt you." I couldn't think of anything to do. I believed him 100% that he would hurt me. I couldn't knock the gun out of his hands-which was my original plan-because there was the other guy that would shoot me. I couldn't scream, that would just be a stupid decision. I couldn't punch him either…so that left me with following them and making my move at a time where they were more vulnerable.
I walked out the back door without anybody noticing, with the two men. They had handcuffed me, gagged me, and still had the gun in my side. They led me to a black limousine and shoved me in the back. Both man got in the back with me, and the driver sped away. I was terrified, to tell you the truth. I hoped with everything I had that my friends were okay and I would get out of this, whatever it was. I couldn't show any weakness, so I just stared forward at the seat in front of me. I did catch a couple glances at the street as we were driving I watched as the lights got darker, and the road almost became completely black. I had no idea where I was and where I was going. I just hoped I would see the people I loved most again. I hoped I would see Zach again. I knew I wouldn't-and couldn't-sleep on the car ride. So I just thought about how I could get out of this mess.