Deep waters

Chapter 8

9th june 1972

"Someone is getting jittery." I tease her as i lean to the stage, we are in the stadium. And we've been here what it feels like a whole day. I look at the clock in my wrist and i look at it and it says 8:20 pm.

So we have 10 minutes before the concert starts.

Have to say these are the longest five hours i've waited and spent. Doing absolutely nothing except sit and stand to the point where you're buttocs got tired.

During the hours went by more people started to come and the whole stadium is now full of people. Children, teenagers, adults and senior people. People of all ages.

I certainly have grown in the cask. I didn't expect this many people attending, and especially not the older people. I thought they despise him, as grandpa has trumpet me how much harm Elvis brings to younger people, especially young females.

It amazes how one person can have this much of an impact to the people. But i have to say, all those days Sarah has been telling me and make me listen to his music and watching couple of his movies together.

Still, i don't feel any differently towards him. Of course i'm nervous but i think it's normal.

"I feel like bat's are flying in my stomach." She says shivering with excitement and nervousness. "I like it. Makes me feel alive." She finishes.

She stands up from the chair and start pacing back and forth and rubs her arms.

"What's wrong?" I frown. I know you're nervous but try to calm down a bit.

"I don't know. My skin feels like a chicken's and i feel like i'm getting dizzy." She looks at me with panic in her eyes. And holds her head.

"You need to calm down. Remember he is just a human being." I tell her and come closer to her.

"Okay, okay. He is just human being and nothing special about him..." she tries to calm herself down.

"You need to write a book. Seriously, your attitude towards life is pretty impressive." She says, after she settles down a bit.

"What do you mean?"

"You're ability to be calm even though we're about to see the most famous person in the world."

"Not really, if i'm still not interested in him." I remark quietly, looking around so that other close to us don't hear. I'm not in the mood getting lynch from his fans

"You are so stubborn." She rolls her eyes.

"Another my fine qualities." I smile proudly.

She only huffs and i take from my bag a small makeup mirror and check how do i look. I see that my lower eyeliner is a bit smudged so i take a cotton stick from the bag and try to fixed so i don't look like a panda bear.

Even though no one pays attention how i look.

Sarah gribs my hand and pulls me to sit to our seats. "What are you doing, you could've ruined my makeup."

"The show is about to start in 5 minutes." She exclaims.

"Like you can sit down for five minutes." I snort. She's gonna be up in few seconds.

"Shut up." She says hurriedly.

"You really are nervous, aren't you?" I glance at her.

"Like it hasn't become clear?"

I stroke her arm in a soothing manner. Maybe i shouldn't tease her and be so judgemental. Maybe that shows also that i take this also too seriously even if i'm not a fan.