chapter ten // doubtful concert

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I took a deep breath in as the intro of my song, Copper, started to play. I was still nervous, thinking I'd mess up or forget my own lyrics.

The lights slightly dimmed as the melodic synth blasted through the speakers, and the bass line kicked in, the queue for me to start singing. The song went though with almost no flaws, but nothing I couldn't fix.

I bowed as I finished the last note on the song, people clapping and cheering. I laughed and took in a shaky breath.

"Good evening, Toronto! You guys look to happy and energetic, only if you could see me shaking from stage fright." I cackled to the mic, and the crowd laughed along with me.

"Wow, the Internet is right, Canada is so much nicer than the U.S. Who's excited for Twenty One Pilots this fine night?!" I yelled out into the mic, and the crowd screamed in excitement. I could feel the positive energy rattling off of them.

"Wow, you people are really damn loud. Well, I'm Doubt, or Hayden, I don't really mind which you call me. I'm twenty-three, Sagittarius and I like music." I introduced myself and I accidentally bent my finger that I sprained from when I met, no, rammed into Josh. I hissed in pain into the mic and everyone looked over at me, confused.

I smiled sheepishly, "Sprained my finger. I ran away from a guard my first performance, ya know. Ran into Josh? I'm sure you all know that story by now." Someone people cheered and others laughed while others didn't react.

I sat on the stool that was in front of the mic stand. The whole theatre looked a lot bigger now, and I took in another shaky breath.

"This song is called Arsenic. Any chemists out there will know what arsenic is. I'm going to get the sad and depressing one out of the way, so we can get energized, okay?" I said into the mic and people cheered, loud enough his time for me to cover my ears.

"I don't want to know what any of you sound like in bed, Jesus Christ." The crowd erupted with laughter, and I quickly reconstructed myself. I took a deep breath in and started to strum the notes off of my guitar, closing my red. I started to sing the sad and quiet song and I couldn't see what the crowd was doing.

Once the song ended, everyone was quiet and I was a little confused. After a moment, the crowd started to clap and I smiled. I stood and did a sarcastic curtsy.

"I just wrote that song, this was my first time actually performing it, I'm glad I didn't forget the lyrics." I heard a few people laugh loudly and I laughed along with them.

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"Well, see you all on the flip side. Wait, I like that, I'm going to us that now. You all inspired me! If any of you want to take a photo or something, I'll be near the front doors." I yelled into the mic and the intermission started. The crowds got up and started to leave to get merchandise and foodstuff.

I walked backstage with my water bottle and guitar, hoping to get access to the pit for the rest of the concert. I'd have probably just stay backstage for security reasons and watch from there, but what's the fun in that? I grabbed my light blue pullover hoodie that was hung up and I slipped it on, my hands in the front pocket

I walked through the backstage towards the front. I accidentally bumped a crew mate I've seen before. He dropped a couple playing cards; a jack of spades, ace of clubs, nine of diamonds, and a couple more that were flipped over. I immediately went to the ground and helped pick them up and the backstage helped grumbled.

"You know what, do you want to do this? I'm really tired right now, and I don't want screaming fans around me." He rubbed his eyes once we stood back up. I held all the cards and I nodded, gleefully. I had seen some crew members walk around with them for the past few shows and they gave them to random fans.

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