Here's to Teenage Memories

Chapter 8

Michael

It was finally the day of the gig. The day the guys and I have been preparing for.  I laid in bed staring at the ceiling.  What if we screw up and loose all our fans?  What if we really aren't as good as we think?  What if no one shows up?

I had to talk to someone to get these thoughts out of my head.  Quickly grabbing my phone off my nightstand, I dialed the first number I could think of.  Three rings passed before they had finally picked up the phone.

"Hey Michael.  What's up?"

I took in a deep breath, trying to calm myself down in order to speak to the person on the other line. 

"Can you come over real quick?  I'm starting to have second thoughts about the gig." 

They hung up after my last sentence, leaving me listening to nothing.  Admitting I have second thoughts about the gig caused my breathing to get heavier and my heart to beat out of my chest. 

10 minutes after the call, I opened the front door for Skylar to come in.

"I came as fast as I could.  What happened?  Why are you having second thoughts?" 

My breathing continued to get heavier and heavier till I started to feel lightheaded.  It must have shown on my face cause Skylar immediately took me by the arm and rushed me to my room, sitting me down on the bed with her right beside me.

"Why are you having second thoughts?"

With these words, Skylar placed her hand on the side of my face, moving my hair out of my eyes.  I could tell she was concerned.  The usually sparkle in her eye was gone and replaced with worry. 

I took her hand and placed it in her own lap so I could lay down on the bed and again look at the ceiling, something I often did while thinking.

"I'm guess I'm just... nervous." I mumble, trembling at my words, "We've never performed live and when I think about it all these thought pop into my head that we are gonna do horrible.  I just need to relax and forget about the negative things."

Skylar leans over to look at my face, not completely laying down like I was.  She gave me a sly smile and took my hand.  "Your gonna do great." 

I return her smile and lean the way she was.  "Can you sing for me?" 

Her eyes widen, she had told me she didn't sing in front of people often.  "Please, Skylar.  Just to calm me down."

She bits her lip, looking down at her hands.

"What song?"

I chuckle, she was actually gonna sing for me. "The first one that pops in your head."

Her green eyes closed and she continued with my request. 

Love the girl who holds the world in a paper cup.
Drink it up.
Love her and she'll bring you luck.
And if you find she helps your mind, better take her home.
Don't you live alone.
Try to earn what lovers own.

She finally opens her loving eyes, the sparkle now returning to them.  She smiles, again moving the hair from my face.

And even though we ain't got money,
I'm so in love with you, honey,
And everything will bring a chain of love.
And in the morning, when I rise,
You bring a tear of joy to my eyes
And tell me everything is gonna be alright.

Tell me everything is gonna be alright.

I pull myself up and lean in towards the girl beside me.  Our lips slowly touch completing this romantic moment between us.