Smoke And Fire

Performance 2

It's a few days after Katelyn escaped Kai and he was sent to jail

Katelyn's POV:

Time for my second performance. After gaining a bit of internet fame, I'm kinda scared. I mean, what if i let everyone down? At first, it was only my friends but now it's alot more people.

I was waiting for my taxi over at Aphmau's house where Aaron informed me that Melissa was really sick and couldn't present show tonight.

The car picked me up and I was soon back stage with the other 13 quarter finallists. 6 other girls, 7 boys. Like the first time, we where given a notebook laptop, headphones and a memory stick with the audio. We where put in a lager lounge area and got to work.

I was quick writing the lyrics but got lots of extra time to practice and iron out everything. I was 6th person to perform. Under normal circumstances that would be a bad thing because my performance wouldn't be fresh in the audience's mind but this time there would be ten winners so I had high chances.

I stepped out onto the stage, mic in hand. I waved and said hi and waited for the music to start.

The crowd cheered I walked off handing the microphone to the next person. I had 30 minuets to relax before going back out on stage. A worker led me to a private dressing room to wait in. There was a fancy mirror with thoes light bulb thingies around it. There was also a mini piano and a vending machine out side. I waited a few minuets and went to grab a can of poopsie.

"Two months since he left." I thought, "And it's begging to show."

After he escaped out of prison there was a big fuss. Swatt teams in Dante and My houses, public reports advising people to keep a look out for him even international police where on gaurd. Luckily now, the storms calmed down but if he where to come back any time soon he would still have a hard time, I mean, one person found out and he went into hiding for over 5 years!

I opened the door again and admired the shining gold star on it. I wondered if they intenionaly nailed it on upside down or if it's poking fun at who ever most frequently uses this room.

I shut the door and sat down at the mirror. I opened my can and staired into my reflection's eyes. I glanced at the reflection of the piano and choked on the fizzy bubbles in the drink at what I saw. I was not alone.

To be continued... (you read 452 words)