Celebrity Status (currently being revised to 1st person) Walk of Fame-- Book 1

Chapter Twenty Four

  

“I'll follow where you're going,

Until the end of time,

Talk to me and tell me,

What's wrong with you this time?”

Bach's Revenge debut album, track 6

She followed behind, taking her place at the side of the stage. Sebastian had given her ear plugs earlier, much like his, so there wouldn't be any damage to her eardrums given her proximity to the stage. She shook as she tried to secure them in her ears, all the while watching Sebastian and the boys about ten feet in front of her ready to take the stage for their first official performance of their lives.

The lady from the radio station was already on stage, speaking to the crowd of people. “Ladies and the few gentlemen!”

Ear splitting screams rang through the theater, making Charlie grateful for her earplugs.

“You’ve heard them on the radio, you’ve seen them on TV, posters of them cover the walls in your bedroom, you probably dream about them while you sleep, maybe not all of you, but most of you do.”

One girl, probably McKenzie, shouted out. “I love you, Sebastian!”

Another voice added, “Sawyer, marry me!”

“Well, I’d say you’ve waited long enough,” the woman said, “Please give it up for Bach's Revenge!”

The shrieks erupted into a giant scream fest, and the boys, not wanting to keep their fans waiting any longer filed out onstage one by one.

By the time Sebastian got there, he was barely audible, even with his microphone. “What’s up?” he said, which promoted even more shrieking.

Watching him was like seeing a tornado take form, its energy building and twisting into an unstoppable force. He clicked into showman mode, and ran his hands through his hair. “Ready to make some noise, Portland?”

The crowd went crazier.

Robbie took this as his cue and started drumming, producing a beat which forced Charlie's feet to start moving, despite her brain trying to remind her that they'd had a fight. All of the other instruments gradually chimed in and Sebastian began to sing. He reached out and touched so many people’s fingers, she was unsure where one person’s arms ended and another’s began.

He sang at least four songs before stopping for a drink of water, offering a quick glance in her direction. She'd been leaning against the wall, but instantly straightened, forcing a small smile.

“Alright,” he said, heading back towards center stage. “I met someone tonight who uh, well who had more of an impact on me than I ever thought possible.”

The screaming stopped.

“She’s been through a lot, at such a young age, I find it truly inspiring. I’d like to sing a song I just wrote, uh-today actually, so if you’ll bear with me because I haven’t exactly perfected the tune yet. Truth be told, I haven’t even given it a tune yet,” he reached for his acoustic guitar, “but I think I can manage, Cassie, where are you?” He walked over to the very front edge of the stage and spotted her. He smiled coyly, “Come here, sweetheart.” She stood, the light from the stage illuminating the blush on her cheeks as he reached for her hand to pull her up. A stagehand emerged with barstool and Charlie watched, stunned as Sebastian led her over.