"Ready?" I ask, standing behind the camera. It's the third time we've had to film. We keep messing up.
Cami takes a deep breath, "Ready. We better do good this time."
I hit record and sit down beside Cami with my guitar.
"Hi, I'm Cami and this is Marcel. We met The Fray the other day... And we snuck into their dressing room, and I played the guitar in there. I didn't think I'd get caught," she smiles, "But I did... So, um, we're gonna sing 'Goodnight Moon' by Go Radio..."
She looks over at me and I start to strum. She starts to sing.
"And don't go to bed yet love, I think it's too early
And we just need a little time to ourselves
If my wall clock tells me that it's 4 in the morning I'll give it hell
Cause I've been trying way too long
To try and be the perfect song
When our hearts are heavy burdens
We shouldn't have to bear alone
So goodnight moon and goodnight you
When you're all that I think about
All that I dream about
How'd I ever breathe without
A goodnight kiss from goodnight you
The kind of hope they all talk about
The kind of feeling we sing about
Sit in our bedroom and read aloud
Like a passage from goodnight moon
And sing for me softly love your song for tomorrow
And tell me my name's the one that's hidden in there somewhere
And dream for me anything
But dream it in color about when all the suns still rising and we don't care
Cause I've been trying way too long
To try and be the perfect song
When our hearts are heavy burdens
We shouldn't have to bear alone
So goodnight you and goodnight moon
When you're all that I think about
All that I dream about
How'd I ever breathe without
A goodnight kiss from goodnight you..."
"We did it!!" Cami shrieks when we're done, "Thank goodness that's finally over! Let me see it! Wait, no, I don't want to see it. I don't want to hear what I sound like. Now all we need to do is post it to YouTube."
I plug the camera into the computer and wait for the video to load, "You sure you don't want to hear us? You're really good."
She shakes her head, "No way."
I shrug and put the video on YouTube, "It's loading now. It should be up in a few minutes."
"I'm so nervous. What if it's horrible? What if I don't sound like they thought I would?"
"Cami, you'll be fine," I reassure her, wrapping my arms around her waist.
She looks over at me, "Let's hope so. Thank you, for everything."
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Marcel
FanfictionMy name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No...
