In which my band and I are playing at a wedding and suddenly you come on stage to sing, and it'd save me so much trouble if you just noticed me.
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I stood on the small stage, looking out at the empty room. Empty in the sense that no one was in the room, but it was packed with chairs, tables and a large dance floor. No matter how many times I performed at weddings, I still managed to get nervous. I often wondered just how nerve-wracking it would be to have a larger part in a wedding.
"Weddings are stressful," I said decisively, finally putting words on it.
I heard a chuckle behind me, then looked over my shoulder. "And you aren't even getting married," one of the guys said.
"Imagine him getting married though," another chimed in.
"I'm very curious to see how that would work out."
I finally turned around to face the rest of the band, blushing slightly. I walked back towards the piano on stage, then sat down on the bench. The third member walked back on stage, then started scolding the other two.
"Max, Kevin, give him a little break."
"You know we're joking, right?" Kevin asked, turning to me.
"Yeah, yeah."
We continued setting up, each of us playing a song or two. I sat, listening to the others, mesmerized as usual. They were all incredible at the instruments they played, and I loved just hearing them. They finally let me have some time to play a few songs, and I immediately focused on the music.
I could faintly hear them talking amongst themselves, my name being thrown around once or twice. I knew anything they were saying was good, but it still made me nervous. My practice was cut a bit short when I heard the sound of a door opening and closing. I pulled my hands back from the keys as I saw a man I hadn't before.
He walked closer to the stage, but before I could question him or the band, Max walked down the stairs and greeted the man. They briefly shook hands before the man began talking. Even though I hadn't met him, I soon figured out that he was the wedding planner.
"Hey, Max, its great to see you again. I'm glad you guys made it here," he spoke.
"It was a bit of a drive, but we survived."
"So who do we have here?"
"That's Avi the bassist, then Kevin on the drums." They both gave out a small greeting before he turned to me. "And Scott's sitting behind the keyboard." I smiled and waved, then continued to listen to the conversation.
"You do remember the brother of the bride is singing, right?" He asked.
Max nodded his head. "We already figured that all out."
"I look forward to hearing you sing with him."
"Oh, I'm not singing with him. I'm gonna take a little break during the song."
"Who's singing with him then?"
"Scott." I watched as the planner looked over Max's shoulder, briefly made eye contact with me, then turned back.
