"Where is he?" I asked as Ryan stuck his head out of the backdoor, and pulling it back in with a frown on his face.
"not here." he said. "Yet!" he added quickly as I sat down in a plastic seat, butterflies fluttering everywhere in my stomach.
"He said he would be here!" I said.
"Calm down." Ryan said. "Chaz is on the phone with him now. He's probably running late."
"Late?!" I yelled, eyes wide. "I'm almost up! I mean, we're almost up!" Chaz came running backstage, and I stood quickly to my feet.
"Umm." he looked at Ryan then at me. "He said he can't make it."
"Ohh." I groaned. I sat back down in the chair. "This is wonderful!"
"He said he's really sorry." Chaz said. "He got all caught up in the chaos of-"
"His new life?" I asked, cutting Chaz off. "I get it."
"Maybe you can sing his part also?" Ryan suggested. I gave him a look.
"Do I look like I can sing like a man?" I asked. Ryan raised his hands into the air, as if surrendering to me. I rolled my eyes, annoyed.
"Look." Chaz said. "You've got like two people infront of you before you perform. Maybe Justin will get here."
"You just said he can't make it!" I said. Chaz rubbed the back of his neck.
"Doesn't mean he won't stop trying to make it." he said quietly. I frowned, and put my head back in my hands.
"I'll keep look out from the back, Chaz will keep look out in the front." Ryan said. "If he doesn't make it, then you can hate him for the rest of your life, fine, but you can do this,"
I rolled my eyes, and looked over to the left, away from Ryan. He mumbled something I didn't catch and I heard the backdoor open and close.
I sighed, and looked down at my feet.
'He promised.' I thought to myself as I remembered the exact day he said he would come.
Just like it was yesterday...
~*Flashback~*
"Easy come, easy go. Thats just how we live, oh. Take, take, take it all. But you never give.." I sunk softly to myself as I walked down the sidewalk to school. Today was auditions for the talent show, and I was rehersing.
"Hey." my friend, Justin, greeted as he walked up to my side. "Whatcha singing for?" he asked.
"Talent show." I said, smiling. "I'm gonna try out today after school."
"Really?" Justin asked. "Do I get a sneek peek at what your gonna perform?" I giggled.
"I don't know." I said, as I looked down at my feet. "I probably sound horrible."
"Don't be like that." Justin said. "Come on." I sighed, and started from the top.
"Woah." Justin said quickly. "Error!"
"Told you." I said, giggling.
"No. Not the singing." Justin said. "The volume of the singing! I can barely hear you! And I'm not your feet. Look at me, Kaitlin." I looked up from my shoes, and into his beautiful eyes. I felt my stomach do a flip-flop, only making me more nervous.
"Now sing." he ordered.
I cleared my throat, and tried to sing the first note, but it came out in a high pitch screetch. I felt my face burn slightly at the face Justin gave me.
