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I am free yet caged in, imprisoned by my own self...

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[Alex's POV]

It was almost ten in the evening. I have brought the clothes I had with me to my closet, ate dinner, and now I'm just slumped on the couch channel-surfing for some good shows to watch.

To be honest, it's been a while since I sat down and watched TV. Usually around this time I would always end up at some kind of party dragged by my father, or at one of my shows.

Then I suddenly thought about the people who were waiting for me. I kinda felt guilty because I somehow left without anything. I felt scared that some of my fans might end up straight up hating me after this. The pressure is so heavy - and I really didn't want for everything to end this way. I really wished I had a better way...

After an hour of contemplating, I decided to go downstairs and check the bar. Aunt Renee said she will open the bar tomorrow night. It was a good thing I arrived the night before the opening because she wouldn't have the time to accommodate me if I came to town later.

I roamed around the tables. The place looks more of a restaurant with a wide enough stage on the far side that housed all of the band instruments. The place was tattered with an assortment of posters from the rock and roll era, while still giving off a cozy feeling everyone I think will enjoy.

Next I scanned the long counter table on the other side of the bar where the assortment drinks are displayed. It sported a shiny wooden top like ones you would typically see on those movies.

After seeing the entirety of the place, I decided to go on top of the stage. Somehow I kinda missed the feeling of being on stage singing. Out of nowhere, I felt the need to sing my heart out...

(Song: Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson)

Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I'd just stare out my window
Dreamin' of what could be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray

Trying hard to reach out
But when I tried to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I pray, I could breakaway

I'll spread my wings, and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky
And I'll make a wish, take a chance, make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I love
I'll take a risk, take a chance, make a change
And breakaway...

[Someone's POV]

I was on my way to the door after checking all our equipment. Renee thought we should setup at the bar today since she will be mostly busy with preparing for the opening night tomorrow.

I was about to head out when I heard someone singing. I followed the voice and ended up looking at the figure on top of the stage. I realized that the person singing might be a guy eventhough he was belting out to Kelly Clarkson's song.

For some reason, I felt the sadness in his voice while listening to him sing. The song was supposed to be about being free, but deep down I can tell what he was feeling. He way he sounded was as if he felt trapped.

It was then when I realized I was trapped gazing at the figure onstage. I slowly walked across the tables until he noticed my presence.

"Gah! I mean...I'm sorry. My name is Alex. I'll be one of the waiters here starting tomorrow. Aunt Renee didn't mention anyone was here..." He trailed off while looking like he saw a ghost or something.

"Oh. Yeah, we were just setting up the equipment for opening night tomorrow. I'm Trevor by the way." I held up my hand to him, but he was hesitant to take it. He eventually did and walked down the stage.

"So, you're Renee's nephew...didn't know she had any relative close to her..."

"I sorta moved in unannounced. She offered a job here while I live at the apartment upstairs..."

"I see. that's why they were moving some stuff the other day. I even thought Renee would be moving there."

Looking at this guy, he really look similar to Renee. Damn, one might even think he's a girl! He just looks so shy and all that...

Shoving my thoughts aside, I thought he will make a good vocalist...

"Uhm, I heared you singing just now. I thought if possible, I'd like to have you sing on tomorrow's opening night. I forgot to tell Renee our vocalist left the band and I've been trying to look for someone to cover her for a while now..."

"Her? You wanna have me sing as replacement for a girl vocalist? That might seem weird..."

Sh*t! Why did I forget that our vocalist was a girl? I guess I was mistaking him for one...

"No! It's okay. You sang that song great just now. I think you'll fit in just fine! Just for tomorrow night?"

I flashed him my signature gorgeous smile. It never fails me when I show it to girls, hoping it'll somehow affect him.

"I don't know...if Aunt Renee agrees to this, then I guess I'm good. I'll need her permission since she might be losing another waiter on opening night..."

"Sure! I'll call her first thing tomorrow! Lemme have your number so I can send you a list of songs for tomorrow's gig. Would that be okay?"

"O-okay."

After exchanging numbers, I left the bar feeling a little more excited than I should be. Yeah, at least I found someone to cover for Clara after she just up and left...

I texted the the boys before driving to our apartment. Back at my place, they seem to be mystified by the enthusiasm plastered on my face.


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"Dude! You look like a baby who scored some sweets tonight! Is the new vocalist that hot? You're almost drooling when you came back from the bar..." Said Keith, our band's drummer.

"Yeah Trev. Last time I saw you wear a face like that was when you got laid with Reina on our first tour!" That was Eaton, bass guitarist.

"You better not fuck up this time Trev! I'm warning you..." Says Lana, she's a keyboardist and the leader of this merry group of musicians aspiring to be famous.

"C'mon guys! That's not gonna happen. Anyways, he's Renee's nephew. I heard him sing while I was setting up at bar. I thought he might be a great candidate with the vocals..."

"Wait, hold up! You got a guy to sing with us tomorrow? Not only that - he's Renee's nephew? When did the old hag even got a relative come over?" Keith said.

"Well, I still need to ask Renee's permission since he was meant to be one the bar's waiters for the opening tomorrow." I told everyone.

"Okay. We'll be at the bar first thing tomorrow to meet with this guy - what's his name again?" Lana asked.

"His name is Alex. Yeah, I guess it'll be better if we all go there tomorrow so we can do a quick practice before the opening..." I said, agreeing to Lana's suggestion.

So with everyone's approval, we decided to show up the next day at the bar to convince Renee to have Alex sing with us on opening night...


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Well guys, what do you think of our merry band of musicians? I think I'll have tons of fun writing them.

Please be gentle with me! A very noob writer here! Votes and comments will be much appreciated!

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