Poof... | Luke Patterson x oc |

Stand Tall

(AN: LAST EPISODE 😱)

Julie had a great plan to help them play the Orpheum. The guys and I stand outside of the Orpheum. "Look, don't worry, guys. Willie said he'd get us on that marquee." Alex says. "This is gonna work, right?" Reggie asks, worried. "It has to." Luke says, right before they get struck with jolts.

They all hold their stomachs, groaning. "hey, are you guys ok?" Willie asks, poofing behind us. "yeah. Yeah, it's nothing we haven't felt before." Alex says, rubbing his stomach. "How'd it go?" Alex continues.

"Well, when the opening band wakes up, they're gonna find their bus 200 miles outside of Vegas. With no chance of getting back in time." Willie says, proudly. "And that means there's probably a promoter upstairs right now freakin' out." Luke says.

"Nah. This is Hollywood, man. I'm sure he's being very professional." Willie says. We could tell Alex wanted to say something to Willie so we walk away. "So, you think they're gonna kiss?" I say, quietly so they Willie and Alex don't hear. Luke just rolls his eyes as Reggie just smiles widely.

I look over and see them hugging. "Close enough." I mumble, shrugging. "what did you watch while we were gone?" Luke asks, jokingly as he pushes my shoulder playfully.

A moment later, we see Willie skate away, we walk back over to Alex. "Alex, you all right, man?" Reggie asks. Alex turns around to face us. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm ok." He reassures. But I could see it in his eyes that he wasn't.

"Well, thanks to Willie, Panic! At The Disco needs an opening band." Luke says, a smile on his face. "Then I guess someone up there needs to know we're available." Alex says.

We poof up there. "No... no, stop. Stop!" The promoter yells into the phone. "Stop! stop saying themes drove itself." Then he bangs the phone agains the machine. "yeah, Willie was right. This guy's a total pro." Reggie whispers, sarcastically.

"All right, boys... and girl. Let the magic happen. Alex, no dancing." Luke says. Then Alex turns into a ballerina, making us smile. He gracefully knocks over a container of pens. The woman at the desk bends over to pick the up.

Reggie works his magic, typing on the keyboard as Alex writes Julie's phone number. "She's coming" Reggie says as they back away right before she sits back up. The music video starts playing.

"Tasha! Get me CJ. Tell him I need a band to open in three hours." The promoter demands. "Sure, but you might wanna check this out." Tasha says. "What? I'll call you back." The promoter says into the phone.

"Somehow this video started playing on my laptop. It's got half a million hits in just two days." Tasha explains. Who are they?" The promoter asks. "They're a hologram band. They call themselves Julie and the Phantoms." Tasha says. "Tell your friends." Reggie adds.

"Where are they located?" The promoter asks. "Our very own City of Angels." Tasha says. "Book 'em!" He yells."yes!" we all cheer. "Sure, I just don't know how to..." Tasha trails off, spotting the number written on the notepad.

"Your handwriting is better than mine." Luke mutters, a pout on his face.

We poof back to the studio, Julie stops pacing. "Oh my gosh! What took you guys so long? Did Willie do it? Did you talk to them? Did they watch? Did they like us? Are we playing? Someone answer me! Why's no one talking?" Julie bombards us with questions.

"Whoa! That's a lot of questions! Luke, you wanna take this one?" Reggie says, overwhelmed. "Take a seat." Luke says. "It's fine. Everything's fine." Luke says as they sit on their knees in front the coffee table.

I wrap my arms around Luke's shoulder from behind him, resting my chin on his head. "Yeah. You should be getting a call right... now!" Alex says, pointing to the phone. Nothing happens.