Music Strings • Luka Couffaine

|Chapter 13|

Clara Nightingale hopped back on the stage, a small smile plastered on her face. She holds her mic tightly, and on the other hand she has this paper. Clara then starts to announce the victors.

And of course, Kitty Section and (Bands Name) were included to be in the top six.

And so were Monsters Due.

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The six winning bands were all lines up on the stage, everyone was cheering for them, congratulating them for making it this far. Clara was with them, a small smile on her face as she claps along with the crowd.

"Okay everybody! Settle down. I have a story to tell." Clara then announced, her microphone securely held in her hands. She waits for the crowd to silence themselves, softly tapping her toes on the hardwood floor of the stage.

When the crowd died down, she clasps her hands and begin speak.

"I am very proud for these six bands who were able to stay with us this far. They are all very amazing, full of potential and creativity. Thank you for participating in this year's Battle of the Bands."

(Y/N) started to feel uneasy as she scans the area. She could feels eyes digging into her soul, seeping in her whole existence. She knew this feeling very well, but she didn't dare to gaze back at him. She wouldn't dare stare back at the guy who was bounch to cause mer immense harm.

Luka on the other hand was ecstatic, his eyes were beaming and a slight smile was plastered on his face as he scans the cheering crowd. This was Kitty Sections biggest competition yet and he's still amazed that they made it this far.

"The true purpose of this competition was to find the perfect musicians and vocalists and combine them all together to make the millennial band of the year!"

(Y/N)'s breath then slightly hitched as she takes in Clara's words. The idea of being in the same band as Jake terrified her very existence, she wouldn't dare be in a band with him even if it's a life or death situation.. Not after what she did with...

She shook all the bad thoughts away and started to think optimistically. Sure she hates Jake with a burning passion, she can't deny that he has talent. He's really good at slamming the drums.

Then her thoughts ran to that mop of blue hair and glowing teal eyes, (Y/N) could feel her cheeks starting to burn up as the thought of Luka crosses her mind.

The boy who helped her with her anxieties.

The boy who showed her a different point of view of the word.

The boy that made her open up.

Luka.

She stood beside Luka, who was busy admiring the view infront of them. Her heart started beating rapidly against her chest as she eyes his frail frame. He looked so immaculate in his casual wear.

(Y/N) feels thankful that she met Luka, that God decided to entwine their fates. If it wasn't for Luka and his kindness, she wouldn't be where she is right now.

"The next competition for tomorrow is a duet!"

(Y/N) snapped out of her reverie as she hears Clara announce their next task, then a shiver went up her spine. Hundreds of flashbacks ran through her mind, she couldn't control it. Tears started to form in her eyes, her nose slowly starting to get reddish.

Luka could hear soft sniffles beside him. He looks down to see (Y/N)'s unblinking eyes filled with tears, he got alarmed. He tries to silently coo (Y/N) by giving her soft back rubs and shoulder pats, but nothing seemed to work. He then wonders what got her so worked up.

Luka scans his area, he's entirely sure that (Y/N) doesn't want anybody knowing about her mini outburst. He then eyed Clara, a small idea came to mind.

He walks up to Clara and excuses himself and (Y/N) for a bit. Clara was a bit confused but she dared not to intervene, she then gave him a small nod of approval.

Luka thanks Clara before ushering (Y/N) down the stage and guiding her down the steps, careful to not startle (Y/N) or trigger anything that can make her even more upset.

(Bands Name) followed suit when they saw (Y/N) and Luka walking down the stage, feeling worried for their leader.

"(Y/N), are you okay?" Luka asks. Luciana grumbles from behind him, her hands on her hips as she looks at luka with a bemused look.

"She's crying you smartass. Of course she's not okay." The ombre haired girl sneered at him. Bradley then came to the scenes and patted Luciana in the back for comfort.

"Calm down you hot-head." He then said.

Rose looks at (Y/N) with concern and worry, with Juleka beside her who was also feeling a great amount of concern and worry for their foreign friend.

"I-im sorry. Today just reminds me so much of Em.. I don't think I can compete for the duet." (Y/N) then stammers, a new set of tears streaming down her face.

Luka felt like he should to something, he needed to do something. Looking at the broken (Y/N) infront of him made him feel remorseful. He couldn't bear to see her like this.

"Can we have some alone time?" He then asked the others.

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(Y/N) and Luka were wrapped comfortable silence. (Y/N)'s cries have does down by now, and Luka was just waiting for the right time to speak up. But it looks like (Y/N) has already beat him to it.

"I have this friend." She started. Luka looks at her intently, urging for her to continue.

"I had this friend." (Y/N) then corrects herself.

"We were best friends. She was my partner, my duo. I treated her like a sister."

"But then I... I made a mistake and... And.." (Y/N) started to trail off. Luka could see that she was toying with her nails, almost painfully. It seems as if she still can't get the right words out.

"It's okay. You don't have to tell me." Luka then reassures her. She gave him a small nod.

"I'm sorry you had to drag me all the way here. It's just that.. it's been a while since I've done a duet with someone." She then explains.

Luka was silent for a brief moment. He then stood up, a small smile plastered on his face as he reaches his hand out to her.

"Maybe it's time to let go of the past and start trying new things."