The Stage Hand

Part 1

"Julie, come down, your gonna be late!" My mom yell from the kitchen.

"Coming." I frantically brushed my hair and stuffed my feet into my sneakers. I stopped in front of the mirror and looked over my appearance. I had to admit, even though I wasn't emo, I sure looked good.

"OK I'm ready." I said coming down the stairs. "Hi Emma Bear." 
"Don't call me that and make sure you get me and autograph" She smirked and continued her breakfast.

"Maybe I won't with that attitude." I teased grabbing my lunch and an apple for the go.

"What ever you know you still will." And I would, I just spoil her too much and frankly, I'd rather that than fight.

"Bye, sweetie, have a nice day at work." Mom kissed me on the cheek and grabbed her purse."Come on Emily, only one more week of school."

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"Gosh, I've never seen everyone so busy, what's happening?" I asked my best friend Chloe.

"Well, if you weren't so busy day dreaming during the meeting you'd know apparently Demi Lovato is have this big world tour and starting in of all places, Tennessee!" She squealed. "The best part is, its all happening TONIGHT!"

I didn't care about how much her blonde hair was hitting my face right now. This was huge! Our little arena hardly ever gets big mega stars due to Nashville being a popular spot.

" Wait, hold up, why is she starting here? Why not Dallas or Los Angeles?" She stopped jumping for a bit to think.

"Oh yeah...! There's even bigger news." She smiled. "This isn't just a one person thing, even though it is technically her tour." She dragged on.

"Chloe, just tell me so we can get to work." I sighed. 

She huffed at my impatience. " Way to kill the "dramatic effect"--" She motioned." Nick Jonas, his brothers, Selena Gomez, a few guest appearances, oh and Miley Cyrus are joining."

"Wow, that is big...maybe that's why they are starting here. Miley lives on the out skirts of town." Realization and shock dawned on me."

"You right! After what happened-"

"Girls! Get to work. We don't have all day. Everyone will be here in three hours for sound check." Lenny snapped at us walking by in a rush.

"We'll finish this later Julies. Call me when you get home." She call out as she walked away.

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"Can you bring these to the stage and unpack them." Jack asked passing two guitar cases.

"Sure." I weaved through all the people and stuff crowed in the hallway. Almost everyone had arrived and we were putting the finishing touches on the stage. Being a stage hand isn't the funnest job, but pays well when big event are held, which is almost never here. It wasn't fun being a 25 year old college graduate, broke and living with your mom, but I kind of liked my small life. 

As I approached the stage, I felt a bit of pride knowing that I had helped set up probably the biggest tour in history.  I unpacked the first guitar and instantly recognized the signature brown, black and white acoustic guitar- Nick Jonas' most prized instruments. I grazed my hand along it in awe and placed it on the stand.

I unpacked the other and as I looked of to the side, I saw a oddly familiar brunette girl with thick, curly hair only two feet from the ground talking with some guy.