Story of Our Lives

Chapter Eight

Nate POV

I ran gel through my hair as the lights dimmed around me, everyone moving around to finish getting ready. Standing up, I walked over to Mark as he sat down in the chair, headset on his head, laughing quietly.

Me: Funny joke?

Mark looked up as I sat down on one of the stools, nodding.

Mark: Yeah. Phoenix was being a little bit of a bitch towards something.

Phoenix: Hey! Don't blame that on me. Riza started it!

I heard her voice go through the headset and laughed, arms wrapping around my waist, a bright light blinking through the darkness.

Morgan: Guess who.

I turned around as Morgan walked in front of me, grinning, hair tied back into a small ponytail. Mark grinned and stood up, glancing out on the stage, announcers talking into the mics in their hands.

Mark: We're about to start. Stand by on curtain.

Roy: No prob.

Roy walked past us, patting my shoulder quickly and grabbed the curtain rope, black gloves gripping it tightly. Choir kids around me move through the darkness onto the stands, announcers finishing up their speech. I pecked Morgan on the lips quickly and grabbed a mic from Mark, moving in front of the crowd, my hair falling over my face.

Me: Ready guys?

They nodded and I grinned as the curtains opened, everyone stepping forward, my body turning to face the crowd, eyes closed. I opened them as a spotlight hit me, my black face paint running down my cheeks, everyone in the crowd clapping and screaming. Raising the microphone, I let out a deep breath, speaking into it.

Me: You may have been through it all, the ups and down, but there is always a finale to everything. Right?

Everyone: RIGHT!

Me: Then who wants to hear "The Finale"!

Everyone screamed as the music started to play, my mind drifting off into it's own world as I started to sing, Choir moving in tune with me.

Me:

We're breaking down your lights and doors

But we can't promise you no more

Are you happy to come back for five whole nights?

You say you're sick of all your fears

But you keep coming back around here

Perhaps it's time for you to be one of us now

I let out a crazy laugh, running my fingers through my hair, the gel fading away and my hair sticking up. Moving around, I slid out of my jacket, black v-neck underneath, makeup making my eyes spike.

Me:

Five nights

Five nights at Freddy's

Now it's the finale and you are not ready

Don't cry

We're not so scary

Don't make a scene, and we'll end this quickly

Maybe you've just lost your mind

(Choir: Kicking and screaming now you lost your time)

We all know you're said and done

The music kicked in as I moved towards the center of the stage, my head moving up and down, hair moving with it. I heard jackets fall and screams behind me, Choir getting into it as me.