Chapter Seven- Family Ties

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Trey

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Trey

"Put your hands up!" I yelled to the crowd as I finished up one of my hit songs, Bottoms Up.

The crowd was on ten and the energy was crazy in here.

I was so blessed to be able to do what I loved for a living.

Every since I could remember, singing and performing had been my favorite things to do.

Music was my life and I was very fortunate that because of it, I got to live a great life for the most part and support my loved ones abundantly.

After that song was complete, I placed the mic back on the stand and looked out into the crowd.

"Is it alright if I slow this thang down for a second?"

They responded by cheering loudly and applauding.

"I said is it alright?"

They got even louder making me smile.

I looked over to the side of the stage to check my time clock.

I had at least eight minutes left so I was doing pretty good at timing.

After looking in that direction, I noticed Lori standing there with a small group of others who looked to be about the same age as her.

It was crazy that in a group of people and in the middle of a show, my eyes still were drawn directly to her.

She possessed such a beautiful, magnetic spirit.

All I wanted to do was go right over to her and kiss her soft lips and say fuck the rest of the show, but I couldn't.

Instead, I smiled at her before turning my attention back to the crowd.

"I wanna dedicate this song to a very special girl in here tonight, she knows who she is." I said closing my eyes as the ladies went bananas.

I queued my band to get quiet before singing the first few lines acapella.

Serve it up, serve it up
Girl your loving is the bestest
Working up an appetite and baby you're my breakfast

I pointed at the crowd who sound my background vocals for me.

Ooh ooh ooh ooh

I smiled and continued.

Oh, you're so delicious

Ooh ooh ooh ooh

I'll do your dirty dishes

I waved my hand at my band letting them know to start the music back as I continued.

Serve it up, serve it up
Girl I'm coming back for seconds
Working up an appetite and baby you're my breakfast...sing!

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