Chapter 16
Devon
I've always been a pretty sympathetic person. When I went to my friends' shows, sometimes I'd be even more nervous than they were. But I've never been so nervous than on the night of December 23rd, 2015. I love all types of music, but I wouldn't say that classical would be at the top of my "gotta listen' list, or even near the top. One of the only reasons why I even tolerated it was Natalie. The music that Natalie produced with Diablo was almost unreal. It left me spellbound and helped me fall in love with her. On one hand, I could hardly believe I was about to watch an orchestra. On the other, I couldn't wait. I purposely waited until after dropping Natalie off at Kodak to change into my tuxedo. I hadn't worn it since Nick had died, not even at Cassie's funeral. I wore a shirt and tie. I felt the need to wear it tonight. I might turn into the most important night of my life. You never know, right?
The Holiday Pops gala was surprisingly enjoyable. It wasn't all classical shit. There was a trumpeter who was pretty incredible. he played an impressive solo. Andy played an Impressive solo, too. He's the most spectacular piano player I've ever heard. Eric spoke about Cassie and they dedicated the Celine Dion song that every calls a Christmas carol, the prayer, to her memory. Kate sang, and I have to admit, I cried. It was beautiful.One of the best parts of the whole thing was that I sat directly across from Natalie Paige Leone. I got to stare at her the entire time. She looked absolutely stunning. I could tell she was genuinely happy. She looked at home with the orchestra. As I stared I went back and forth in my head. I was incredibly excited, then incredibly nervous, then excited again. I don't know why. I was so happy with this girl there was no place I'd rather be. In the back of my head I waited for this day for months, and it was finally here. For months I'd been excited, counting down the days. Today was the only day I had been nervous about it. That is, until it happened.
Like I said, The concert was not all classical. Katie always complained to us about having to give Santa a lap dance, and I was finally there to witness it. It was pretty funny, watching the goody two shoes of our group Katherine Grace Tanner look entirely invested in suducing Santa and singing the classic, "Santa Baby." Santa Baby was the second to last song of the concert. The closer the concert got to the end, the more nervous I was.
One of the best things about Natalie was her obsession with following "The Signs". She was constantly looking for them. I loved how she always had an explanation for everything that happened to us. I'd never tell her, but I thought she was crazy. I thought it was a crazy way to live life. But that night, When Katie sang "Forgot to mention one little thing, a ring!" and turned around to see Eric on one knee, When she said yes and roped her arms around him and I stood up and cheered and whistled and watched Natalie cry tears of joy on stage, something in my mind said This is a sign.
Suddenly, there was no doubt in my mind. The diamond ring in my back pocket stopped feeling out of place and started to beg me to put it on Natalie's finger. The bottle of wine in my Doctor Who backpack suddenly stopped looking like a sin, and started looking like the beginning of the rest of my life.
It was a sign. I was sure she would drink with me.
We were about to break the pact.
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THE PACT <3
RomanceI had wake her up, but I didn't want to, I knew she must have the hangover of the century, like I seemed to always have. But I can't leave her in my apartment. Can I? I have to go to work. If I call in, the other baristas will give me shit. I left...
