Chapter 8

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    Stiles made a decision this morning while he was walking to school and it was that he won't give up, not just yet. He already promised Lydia that he would be her accompanist, what kind of friend would he be if he just gave up on her like that? Besides, it gives him an excuse to see Lydia every day. Then Stiles realized something, Lydia never told him when the next round is. Stiles walked down the halls, looking around for Lydia. A few minutes before the bell rang, he found her by her locker and walked towards, "Hey Lydia, so when do you have to play the violin again?"

"You mean when's the next round?" Lydia asked, looking at him.

"Yup."

"Oh today," Lydia answered.

"Today?!"Stiles exclaimed loud enough for everyone in the hallway to hear.

Lydia nodded, "Yeah today," she frowned, "I didn't tell you?"

Stiles shook his head, "If you told me, why would I be asking you?"

Lydia closed her locker door, "Good point."

"So can we practice lunchtime?" Stiles asked.

"I'm not sure, I tend to be busy during lunchtime," Lydia asked.

The bell rang and Stiles was forced to go to class, more worried than ever.

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   Stiles knew that lunchtime was not enough time to practice, but he still went inside the music classroom anyway, going through the music sheets again and again. As time passed by, school was now over and Lydia ran through the hallways, looking for Stiles. She found him in the music classroom.

"Stiles! Come on we have to go!" Lydia exclaimed as she burst the door open.

"B-but I'm not ready!" Stiles said, gathering the music sheets.

"You can pull it off, trust me now come on, Scott and Allison are waiting for us outside," Lydia replied, already starting to walk.

Stiles grabbed his bag and left, following Lydia.

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    Throughout the whole ride in Allison's car, Stiles was sweating like crazy while going through the music sheets, leaving Allison and Lydia to calm him down. Scott went with his motorcycle since he didn't want to leave it at school. They finally arrived and Lydia quickly dragged Stiles backstage as Allison and Scott wished them luck. Lydia was getting ready whilst Stiles was still reading the music sheets.

Once Lydia was ready, she went over to Stiles, "Stiles breath."

Stiles nodded, taking deep breaths.

"You're scared aren't you Stiles," Lydia said, looking at him.

He nodded, "Of course I am."

"Well we're all scared, heck I'm scared! Maybe they'll reject you or hate you but in the end we get up on stage anyway. There's something that moves us to play music, don't you feel it Stiles?" Lydia asked.

In fact, Stiles could feel it before he could say anything, it was their turn to get on stage. Lydia held his hand as they both got on stage.

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