"Making my way down town, walking fast. Faces past and I'm homebound.
Staring blankly ahead, just making my way. Making a way through the crowd..." I randomly sung as Cyan, Ty, and I walked, passing stores on our way."Really, Sully?" Ty dragged on.
"Yeah, really Sully," Cyan wore a stern expression on his face, but it quickly faded into a full blown smile causing Ty to grown in frustration. "You chose the perfect song to sing to."
"Not you too," Ty whined. "That's what I get for hanging out with wannabe singers." Ty murmured to himself.
"Hey," Cyan and I interjected, perfectly hearing every single word Ty had to say about us.
"We heard you," Cyan argued.
"Good, now I won't have to lie," Ty rolled his eyes as a grin spread out on his lips and he began to laugh.
"Good one Ty," I rolled my eyes looking away from him.
"Come on you two. You know I'm joking. When have I ever been serious?"
"He's got a point there," Cyan whispered in my ear. "And I barely known the guy for a day."
"Make that two hours," Ty interjected, not even bothered that we were talking about him in hush whisper as we walked beside him.
"Two hours," Cyan repeated, but in a whisper.
"Why are we whispering? He knows we're talking about him. It's not like we can keep it on the down low either, he's walking right beside us." I pointed out to Cyan, explaining to him how ridiculous this whole charade was.
He shrugged. "I wanted to be secretive. No crime done," he huffed, crossing his arms, turning his head to look away.
"We are here," Ty stopped our bickering that Cyan and I got into the last three minutes of our walk. As I looked up to see we were at a clothing store.
"Why are we here," I asked Ty.
"Calibur told me to take you to get some outfits," Ty said, hesitantly. He looked away looking agitated.
"Why am I here then," Cyan interjected, oblivious of Ty's reaction to my question.
Ty perked up, his eyes turned to Cyan, "I don't know why you're here. I'm just supposed to take Ever. Why are you here?"
"Ty," I shot him a look to calm down. "I invited him."
Cyan stuck his tongue out at Ty, childishly with crossed arms.
"At least I ain't the third wheel here," Ty retorted, smugly.
"Oh, you saw that too? At least you recognized that you're being left out," Cyan jabbed.
"Let's move along boys," I said exasperated, opening the door for them to walk in.
Once I walked in the clothing the store, Ty began walking, leading us somewhere deeper in the store building.
It was silent as we all walk down the aisles of clothing, accessories, and many other things, with Ty in the lead, Cyan in between, and finally me at the end. I lingered a little bit more behind.
I was bored and there was only one thing that came to mind to make this trip a little more...interesting.
"Oops," I gasp catching Ty's, Cyan's, and a couple more onlookers attention. "I did it again."
"What's wrong," Ty asked, panicking.
"What'd you do," Cyan calmly asked, a bored expression on his face. I saw that the boredom train hit him too.
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Hidden Talent
Teen FictionImagine standing in front of a few hundred people, mic in your trembling hands, standing on the brightly lite stage, forced to sing. All because of a dare. All because of your best friend. Dared into entering a singing competition. What could go wr...