Wrong Queen, Scott (A PTX Fanfic)

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CHAPTER 2

“South Africa?” I questioned. “What for?” “Invited to perform at an event,” Scott said. “They have events in South Africa?” I gasped, “don’t they have like lions and stuff living with them?”

“Wow Kirstie,” Kevin said, “you’re really ignorant hey?” then he walked out.  

I felt really bad for making Kevin angry. Nothing made my cheerful friend angry. Not even my random outbursts.  

“Oh oooh” Mitch said and Scott gave him a look that said ‘no dude.’ “Should I like, go after him?” I asked uncertain. “What do you think, Kirstin?!” Scott snapped.  

Ouch.

Scott never calls me by my full name.  

I walked to Kevin’s room and knocked. “KO,” I said, “can I come in?” After hearing him breathe, I walked in.  

I sat down on the mini couch he had in his room. “I’m sorry,” I broke the silence.  

To be honest, I didn’t know why I was apologizing. I mean, Kevin might just have some African ancestors, but that didn’t mean he was African. And besides, he can’t be angry at me for not knowing. It’s not like anyone ever gave me a memo on how South Africa is. And by his reaction, I’m guessing they don’t actually live with lions and animals and stuff.  

“It’s cool,” he said smiling and back to his usual self.  

And they say we girls are the moody ones.  

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*2 weeks later*  

“Are you all ready?” Avi asked. “Yeah,” we all answered as we got off the plane at Cape Town International Airport in Cape Town.  

The time was 7am when we landed but I was feeling sleepier than ever.

Jetlagged.  

“We’re performing at 8pm tonight at the Greenpoint Stadium, which means if we get to the hotel and sleep now, we’ll be wide awake by then.” Kevin has always been our admin guy. Always knows when, where and how things will happen.  

First thing I have to say about South Africa: I was wrong.  

I didn’t see any animals. Table Mountain was beautiful. And the beach front looked stunning and I swear, if I wasn’t so tired and jetlagged I would be in the water right now.  

We had reservations at the Radisson Blu hotel, so we went there. We had booked a family suite so Mitch and Scott were sharing, Avi and Kevin had one room and I was left with a room to myself. Our hotel was close to the beach front and I had the main room which had a beautiful sea view.  

We had very little sleep and it was already time to go and do what we actually came for.  

A South African artist, Elvis Blue, was performing.   “Jy gee vir my ‘n rede, ‘n rede om te glo” he sang in one of the country’s many official languages. (which I later learnt it meant “you give me a reason, a reason to believe”)  

Two presenters, Mio and Queenie, were MCing the night. The two were a married couple from Port Elizabeth.  

When Elvis was done singing, the two emerged from behind and Mio started speaking. “Well that was Elvis Blue, ladies and gents.” He then turned to his wife and said, “Jy weet dat ek gee vir jou ‘n rede, ‘n rede om te glo.” (You know that I give you a reason, a reason to believe) which left the vast majority of the audience laughing; while the boys and I tried to get google translate.  

I found Afrikaans to be a rather beautiful language and vowed to learn it, one way or another. According to Mitch, the language was very similar to German.  

“Honey,” Queenie said into the mic, “could you stop flattering yourself and get on with what you’re supposed to do?”

“Now ladies and gentlemen,” Mio said, “I’d like to welcome on stage the all American group of five, Pentatonix.”  

As we went up the stairs, there were a lot of screams from the young ones and supportive clapping from the elderly.  

Avi and Kevin started their awesome beat boxing (which I have tried oh-so-many times but still cannot do). I got the usual butterflies I always get before performing.  

“My heart was blowing in the hurricanes,

My heart was blowing in your love, in your love

My heart was flying in tornadoes,

My heart was flying in your love, in your love...”

This one’s a personal favorite of mine so I really enjoyed it.  

“But you’re a natural disaster…” Scott finished.  

We allowed the audience a few seconds of cheering then went on to our second song.

“A light in the room… It was you who was standing there…”  

Very slow, but I liked it nonetheless.  

We ended that one with an emotional Queenie behind us.  

Just to get the audience back to their cheery selves, we started with the last hyped up song.  

“PTX Productions baby
Come on Mitch let’s go!”  

I started moving along with the beat!  

My part came.

“Now everybody let me hear you say ray-ray-ray
Now spend all your money ‘cause they pay-pay-pay
And if you’re G, you a G-G-G
My name is Kirstin, you can call me Kirstie Whoo!”  

The night ended wonderfully after that performance. Mio and Queenie said they’d be MCing again at a JCC Ball in Port Elizabeth and would like to have us there.  

“Avi, Kevin and I had already made plans to go hiking up the mountain, so it was only up to Scott and Mitch to go. They also wanted to go hiking, but Queenie’s begging really convinced them.

We drove back to the Radisson Blu Hotel and spent the rest of the night singing random songs. That’s what I like about my friends. We can start singing a song right there and then and enjoy it.  

My only worry is the Original artists. We tend to sing so well that our covers turn out better than their songs.  

Cocky much?  

Nope. It’s just that when you’re good, you’re good!