Shiiiiiitt. Today we perform the song. Holy shit I'm so fucking nervous. What if I throw up? Jesus Christ. This is freaking me out so much. At least I'll have Josh with me. That will probably help. I get up, have a shower and get dressed. I wear a black tank top with 'Music Is My Heart And Soul', black skinny jeans and my black spikey converse. I can't even eat because I'd really prefer not to puke in front of my entire music class. I walk downstairs. Jesus its empty. I skip breakfast, I breathe and try to calm the fuck down. I see Josh by my mailbox. Hoooolllllyyy shit. He looks good. He's wearing a black leather jacket, a red dress shirt, a black tie, black skinny jeans and his black and red converse. He smiles at me. I can't help but smile back.
"Welllll hello Jess! May I say that you look very gorgeous today." I blush.
"Hellllooo Joshie! Thanks... You look hot." He smirks.
"Don't I always?" I laugh as he wraps his arm around my shoulder.
"That's true. You ALWAYS look good." He smirks and we begin our walk.
MUSIC CLASS
Shit shit shit. Josh is late. We're up next. C'mon Josh hurry up. I need you. He rushes through the door.
"Mr. Ramsay you are late."
"Sorry."
"You're up next. Go." Our teacher says. He nods and smiles at me. I breathe and begin to play the piano.
"Everyone's around, no words are coming now.
And I can't find my breath, can we just say the rest with no sound
And I know this isn't enough, I still don't measure up
And I'm not prepared, sorry is never there when you need it
And now I do want you to know I hold you up above everyone
And now I do want you to know I think you'd be good to me
And I'd be so good to you. I would..." He sings like an angel. Now it's my turn. Please don't throw up..
"I thought I saw a sign somewhere between the lines
Maybe it's me, maybe I only see what I want
And I still have your letter
Just got caught between someone I just invented
Who I really am and who I've become." Now we sing together.
"And now I do want you to know I hold you up above everyone
And now I do want you to know I think you'd be good to me
And I'd be so good to you
Whoa
You bring me higher
Yeah
I would
And now I do want you to know I hold you up above everyone
And now I do want you to know I think you'd be good to me
And I'd be so good to you.
I'd be good to you
And I'd be so good to you.
I'd be good to you
And I'd be so good to you.
I'd be good to you
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One Last Time {Josh Ramsay Fan Fiction}
FanfictionWhat happens when a shy, quiet girl meets a guy with a loud, outgoing personality? Jessa Caplan is 15 years old, she has dark brown hair, she's frail looking and she's in grade 10. The only reason she's staying in school is for the music class. What...