"You and me were raised in the same part of town, got these scars on the same ground" - One Direction
24th September 2013
Emma's POV
"You can do it." Jade said, flicking her cherry red dyed hair over her shoulder while she shoved me towards the stage. I tried to resist her but she was quite muscular even though you wouldn't expect that when you saw her tiny figure.
"Jade, I'm really not sure about that." I said insecurely and tried to convince her but Jade didn't listen. Okay maybe she did listen but gave a shit about it.
"I'm sure about it. And that's why I'm convincing you to do it." She grinned. "You can make it. You're the best and a violin would sound really nice in that band, plus you can sing."
"I'm not, but I will try to win the audition." I replied.
Since most of the members of our school band had graduated this summer, Mrs Callahan was looking for new ones and had organised an audition. I hadn't really planned on participating but Jade kind of pushed me into it and here I was, my violin in my shaky and sweaty hand, waiting for my name to be called out.
I wasn't that outgoing and confident type who could simply go on a stage with a fifty people audience and just enjoy it. I was the kind of type who was dying whenever they got any attention.
"Emma Smith." Mrs Callahan's voice called out and I wanted to fall into a hole and get immured.
I turned to Jade who was grinning like a proud idiot.
"Rock it." She said and then pushed me on stage.
There I stood, looking completely helpless and like a fool. Everybody was staring at me and I felt how I became more and more nervous.
I let my gaze drift over the audience. My eyes met Mrs Callahan's and she gave me a reassuring look to tell me to start.My hand clenched around the bow of my violin and I needed to remind myself to go easy on it to prevent it from breaking.
Then I let my gaze drift further but it didn't come that far because they locked with someone else's eyes.My heart skipped a beat before it started to beat twice as quickly as before. He just stared at me, his dark green blueish eyes sending shivers down my spine.
He's looked at me that way before but I've always been too afraid to hold his glance but in that very moment my mind paused and I couldn't help but stare back at him.
He moved on his seat but still not breaking eye contact which made me even more nervous.
It must have only been seconds that we had looked into each other's eyes but it felt like ages. Like time stood still. It felt like it's described in the movies. As if everything was in slow motion and the silence was so deafening you could hear a needle fall.
Then he broke away and I couldn't help but feel a bit triumphant to not be the one who had broken the stare first. To not be the one who had given in first.
When I finally moved my eyes away I noticed that everybody was staring at me.
Shit. I awkwardly placed the violin on my left collarbone right underneath my chin. Then I put the bow onto my string and cued the girl on the piano in.
I played a Hungarian dance that was full of passion and commitment. Full of chromatology and fast finger movement.
I didn't actually notice how long I was playing. When I was paying the violin I always did zone out at some point and didn't pay attention to the notes anymore. I just thought about other stuff that was on my mind and what's on my mind in that very moment was him. It was Reece.I was able to put all my feelings into that music piece, all that was on my mind. I played my heart out on these strings and I knew this was the most honest way to play. I forgot about the audience, I forgot about the nervousness I had felt only minutes ago. It was only me, the piano and the violin and nothing else mattered in that moment.
When I was finished there was a dead silence in the room before the whole audience started clapping like maniacs. I hadn't noticed I had started sweating because I had been so exerted.
All the noises of the auditorium faded when I met his eyes again. His face wasn't motionless anymore. I could see a little smile had crept onto his face that I couldn't interpret. Was he proud?
I didn't know but before I could start trying to interpret the look on his face, Mrs Callahan stood up clapping and went to talk to me.
"I have to say," she spoke up. "This was an amazing audition. You've done a great job Emma. It's really nice to see how many talented young people we have at our school. Since there are many people who have auditioned today, I need to reconsider everything. The results will be on the signboard on Friday. You can go back to class now."
I went down the stage as quickly as possible and ran right into Jade's arms.
"You were smashing it. You'll be chosen. A hundred percent sure. Mrs Callahan would be a fool to not let you play in the school band." She said and jumped up and down more excited than I actually was. I think I was more excited about the fact that Reece had stared at me than that my audition had gone that well.
"We'll see." I said and then Jade's and my way parted. She went down the hallway to get to English class, I went to get my violin case that was in the room next to the auditorium.
When I had put my violin into the case, I hung it over my shoulder and stepped out into the hallway to go to geography class when I bumped into somebody.
I looked up and stared right into his dark green eyes. For a minute I froze, then I took a step back and looked to the ground, not finding the courage anymore to look at his face again.
I mumbled an apology and hurried down the hallway, feeling his glance on my back.
When I entered my class room I knew he was going to be on my mind that whole damn day and there was nothing to do about it.
Author's Note
So yeah, since I've finished my Connor Ball Fanfiction 'Tides' yesterday, I decided to start a Reece Bibby Fanfiction. I've been planning on doing that for a month now and I'm excited how this is going to end.
The story will be written in presence and throwback scenes, I hope it won't be too confusing.
All the love
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