Michael pov
The stage was set, lights were blinding, and the roar of the crowd was deafening. I stood backstage, my heart with a mix of excitement and nerves. It was the final of the triumph tour, and the energy in the air was electric. My brothers, Jackie, Tito,Marlon, and Randy,were all there, sharing in the moment that they had that they had all worked so hard to achieve.
I took a deep breath and looked over at my brothers. "This is it,guys. Let's give them a show they'll never forget,"I said, my voice steady but filled with emotion.
Jackie clapped me on the back. "We've got this, Michael. We've done it every night, and tonight will be no different."
Tito nodded in agreement. "Yeah, let's go out there and make history."
As we prepared to take the stage, my eyes scanned the crowd. There, in the front row, was Tisha. She had been had been with me through thick and thin, always cheering me on from the sidelines. Her presence gave me a sense of calm and strength.
Tisha caught my eye and gave me a thumbs-up, her smile wide and encouraging. "You got this,Michael!" she mouthed, her eyes sparkling with pride.
The stage manager signaled that it was time, and we took our positions. The lights dimmed, and the crowd's anticipation grew. The opening notes of Can You Feel It filled the arena, and we burst onto the stage with our signature energy and charisma.
Throughout the performance, my brothers and I were perfect sync, our voices harmonizing beautifully and our dance moves sharp and precise. The audience was captivated, their cheers and applause echoing through the venue.
During a brief intermission, I made my way to the edge of stage where Tisha stood. I reached out and took her hand, pulling her onto the stage. "Everyone, this is Tisha. She's been my rock, my support. Let's give her a round of applause," I announced to the crowd.
The audience erupted in cheers, Tisha blushed, overwhelmed by the recognition. She leaned in and whispered to me, "I'm so proud of you. You're amazing."
I smiled, my eyes shining with gratitude. "I couldn't have done it without you, Tisha. Thank you for always believing in me."
The rest of the concert was whirlwind of music and dance, each song more electrifying than the last. By the time we reached the final number, Shake Your Body(Down to the Ground), the entire arena was on its feet, dancing and singing along.
As the last notes faded and the lights dimmed, me and my brothers stood together, taking the thunderous applause. We had done it. The Triumph Tour was a massive success, and we had given our fans a night to remember.
Backstage, the atmosphere was one of celebration and relief. I hugged each of my brothers, our bond stronger than ever. I then turned to Tisha, pulling her into a tight embrace. "Thank you for being here, for everything," I said softly.
Tisha smiled, her eyes glistening with tears. "I'll always be here for you, Michael. You were born to shine, and tonight, you did just that."
I nodded, feeling a sense of fulfillment and joy. With my brothers by my side and Tisha's unwavering support, I knew that no matter what lay ahead, we would face them together.
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