28: The Plan

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Bret lay on the couch alone, as everyone else went to their respective rooms, "You're such an idiot, you're dumber than you thought."

Bret got up and grabbed something from his bag, his wallet that had a photo of him and Skye kissing under the moonlight with the words "I promise" written with pen on the back. 

"I remember that night." Bret smiled. Holding his phone in one hand, the photo in the other.

"I wanna find that where that was taken, I wanna take her back to that spot." Bret added.

"Right now, I need to surprise her, she might go to the ceremony Saturday. But I have until Friday." Bret talked to himself.

"Think. What does she do on Friday?" Bret asked himself.

Rocky walked down the stairs, "Bret, can I sleep with you?"

"Why? Your upstairs." Bret scoffed quietly.

"I got scared and had a nightmare." Rocky frowned.

"Sure, just don't be weird okay?" Bret chuckled.

"Okay. I promise." Rocky laid down next to Bret.

Rocky put his head on Bret's shoulder, again.

"How do I, Skye's about to be boyfriend surprise her?" Bret frowned.

"I know something." Rocky looked up.

"What?" Bret asked.

"The school is having a singing fair. Be a surprise singer. It's a great idea, I'm doing it too. All of us are." Rocky smiled.

"I'll sign up online under the name "Ace Wolff", sounds great right?" Bret half-smiled.

"Or just sing your heart out as yourself." Rocky pouted.

Bret sighed, eating the Swedish fish from his bag, "Or that too. You know." Bret mocked.

"My name is Ace Wolff, I am a student. I would like to sing." Bret filled out the online form, "What is your real name? Bret Sobehrad." 

After a couple minutes of filling out the form, it was finally complete. Bret struggled to fall asleep, "I'm sorry I did that Skye. I'm home, but not fully home." 

"It's okay," Rocky pecked Bret's cheek platonically, "Just wait until Friday, I promise you'll see her."

"The minimum songs you could do was 3. There's goes my voice Friday." Bret swore under his breath, "Why did I do that? I feel so stupid."

Bret threw his phone at the ground lightly, "Life kicked my ass, but I'll get him in round 2."

"Just like UFC." Rocky mocked.

"Shut up." Bret playfully laughed.

"Song selection? I forgot to fill the last of the form." Bret mouthed to Rocky, 'Will she still like me?'

"Song selection. Options." Bret filled the last part of the form.

*LIST*

EVERYBODY (BACKSTREET'S BACK) - BACKSTREET BOYS

STORMTROOPERS - SABATON

FEUER FREI - SABATON

NIGHTMARE - DUECE

ANGELS FALL - BREAKING BENJAMIN 

HALL OF FAME - THE SCRIPT

DOWN - JAY SEAN, LIL WAYNE

READY OR NOT - WAR*HALL

*END OF FORM*

Bret pressed the turn in button, "Everytime someone sings, the fair gets 5 dollars, easy 30 bucks right there." Bret giggled.

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