Broken Strings

Chapter Five

The venue is huge. I stand on the stage as people scurry around me setting up for tomorrow night. There are rows upon rows of seats in front of me. All would be filled with people here to see us. I think I am going to be sick.

"Scary isn't it?" Hayden comes over to me. His hair is a mess from his sleep on the bus. He slides his hands into his front pockets and takes a deep breath.

"How did singing to our camera turn out like this?" I ask in utter amazement. Hayden chuckles and shuffles on his feet looking down at the ground.

"I don't know but right now, that blinking red light doesn't seem so bad." Hayden looks back up and surveys the room again.

"I'm just glad I'm not here by myself." I mumble not really meaning him to hear but of course he does. Hayden suddenly turns back to his cheery self wrapping his arm around me.

"I'm glad you're here to." He chirps squeezing my cheek. I shove him off when Andre walks on stage.

He is walking straight for us when all of a sudden he stops and stares at the seats in front of us. He shudders.

"I'm so glad I'm behind the scenes." Andre states turning to us. "Right so we just need to do a quick sound check." He says handing us both a microphone. I nod then turn to Hayden.

"Which one?" I ask him.

"Something up beat." He replies flipping the microphone around in his hands. He is such a fidget.

"Storyline." I shout at Andre who nods. Andre tells someone our choice and the music started up. I smile immediately loving the beat to the song.

I turn to Hayden and start singing the first verse.

Everybody, they think they know us,

They think they've got us figured out,

Waste their words just trying to tell us,

How the typical, predictable, young love turns out

Everything around us starts to disappear as I sing to him. Hayden smiles brightly at me and we start moving around stage together. Wires and chords make it hard for us to manoeuvre around the stage but we get the hang of it.

But little do they know girl, we've got a fast car

A James Dean spirit and a Norma Jean heart.

This blank sheet of paper has been waiting forever,

So baby just tell me where you wanna start

Hayden puts his arm around my shoulder and winks at me. I remember writing this song. The two of us ready to escape all our problems together. We wrote it during one of the tougher times.

You and I can fall as hard as we want

Make the story all our own and blow Shakespeare's mind,

It's ours to write, it's our love and it's our life

And right or wrong, we'll write our own storyline

Hayden and I sing together both of us making faces at each other as we try to hit our harmonies. Hayden sits on a box looking up at me waiting for me to sing the next verse. I sing it to him and he laughs at me as I dance around.

We can pack for Paris, plan for Tennessee,

Oceans, mountains, hey I don't care as long as you're with me

Running like crazy, kissing in public

Who cares what the world thinks?

Boy they don't know nothing about us