twenty eight

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Ross sat at the edge of the piano, eyeing it intensely as he tried to get himself to just take a chance. He had been sitting there for at least thirty minutes now trying to just make any move, but he couldn't. The words of the record label rang annoyingly in his ear for the duration of his time in the castle's music room.

"You won't make it with him as your lead singer."

"He doesn't have what it takes."

"The girl is where the money is."

He ran a furious hand through his blonde locks as tears threatened to fall.

Come on, focus Ross.

You've changed. You're better now. Give it a try.

Even his thoughts were too much to focus on. As much as he tried, Ross just didn't have it in him to try by himself again. He didn't believe in himself.

The retired musician shook his head, standing up immediately and aiming towards the door. His sister came crashing into him, pushing him away with her pink fingernails on his chest. "Ross? What are you doing here? Are you alright?"

Ross held onto the doorknob, trying to regain his focus. "I'm alright. I was just passing by and-"

"You were trying to play, weren't you?" She accused, smiling at him with all her teeth and pulling him over by the collar back over to the piano. "Come on, sit with me."

"Rydel, I don't think this is a good idea," He continued, starting to get back up again and struggling to loosen himself out of his older sister's grasp.

She placed two hands on his shoulders, pushing him down onto his seat before rubbing the back of his blonde messy hair. "Sit."

"Okay," He murmured, giving up and resting his head on the palm of his hand. He didn't want to look up at the instrument in front of him.

Rydel took a deep breath out, shaking away all her nerves for a sec, before putting her hands on the keys. "So, you remember everything we've taught you, right?"

He shook his head, lying.

"Hmmm," She hummed, not fully convinced by this. She grabbed onto his hands and placed his finger on one of the keys. Rydel forced him to press on it, sending a wave of familiarity once he heard the small tune escape from the piano.

Ross pulled his hand back in shock, almost getting ready to leave again. "Oh no you don't," Rydel pulled back, setting him on the chair again.

"Continue."

After a few moments of some more contemplation, Ross finally decided to placed both of his hands on the keys now, preparing to play a song he had written years ago.

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Lorena and Benji sat on her bed, currently getting through their fourth bag of salty buttery popcorn. They had been watching Gossip Girl for hours, almost at the end of the entire series now.

The princess felt her best friend's head slowly falling onto her shoulder. She glared at the screen where they were revealing Gossip Girl's secret identity. Lorena dropped the bag of popcorn on her bed, spilling the last few bits of it all around them. She tapped his head annoyingly trying to wake him.

"Benji- Benji! They just revealed who Gossip Girl was," She exclaimed while shaking him.

Benji's eyes slowly opened again before he finally looked at the huge flatscreen in front of them. His eyes widened at the announcement as he jumped out of the bed. "NO WAY! ARE YOU KIDDING ME? THIS WHOLE TIME?"

Nobody Knows// Ross LynchWhere stories live. Discover now