Take Flight (Book 4 of 4) (Scomiche)

Prologue

Here's the prologue for the fourth and FINAL installment in the One Night series. You guys make me so happy I just had to do a fourth book that focuses on the Sing Off. I've been wanting to for a while and now I'm finally starting on it. :D

The next chapter will be up tomorrow and my update day for this will be on Saturdays.

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Things were okay.

That’s the only way I could think to describe the state of limbo that I had been in. Jamie was done with me, leaving me on the floor curled into a ball. I didn’t mind though. I laid there for an entire hour just smiling because he was finally done hurting me.

The weeks were going by and I was getting closer to graduation. Grace was even graduating, which was short of a miracle. After my accident she started to calm down a lot. Ally and I spent a lot of time together mainly since Jamie and I were dating for two years.

Kirstie and I were texting monsters. We told each other absolutely everything and even though I haven’t seen her in a very long time I still felt just as connected with her. She was a party girl but not in a destructive way anymore. She belonged to a sorority and had a lot of girlfriends surrounding her. I was happy for her and all but I wanted her here with me more than anything.

Then there was Scott.

Everytime I thought of him it seemed like there was a big gaping hole in my heart. I felt incomplete without him around, even though in the end we ended up not being as close. He kissed me that one time and then blew up at me for finally giving into Jamie. Thankfully he’d stopped partying as well and I saw a glimpse of the Scott I once knew, but now that he’d moved to Los Angeles I never really heard from him anymore. Anytime his name showed up on my phone, though, you know my heart jumped into my throat and I became the excited 15-year-old I once was.

I’d stopped cutting completely. The scars were faded and I was using whatever I could to make them fade even more. I’d even gotten an Aphex Twin tattoo, my second tattoo, on my left arm for my 18th birthday with all the money I saved up from my summer job. It helped distract from it.

I had no plans for college at the moment. I’d spent so much time trying to get better that time just seemed to slip away from me. I’d probably end up at community college and try to stay with music, but who knows where that would get me. I had no idea what my future was going to be.

“Mitch, come downstairs!” I heard my Mom call and I shut my eyes in annoyance. They were home all the time now, which was great in some respects, but at the same time they never stayed out of my business. Especially since what happened two years ago.

I headed downstairs to where my Mom was in the kitchen. “You have mail.” She pointed to a few envelopes on the table and I sifted through them with a sigh. One was a new credit card, the other spam mail, and then finally college mail. “Ugh…great.”

“What’s wrong, honey?”

“Nothing.” I slid the envelope under the pile and then started to leave towards the staircase.

“Come here.” She said with that mother-tone in her voice. I stopped where I was and refrained from rolling my eyes at her. She held out her arms and I went into them. She held me close but I knew it was a trap.

“When are you going to apply for college?”

She pulled back so I was at arm’s length and I narrowed my eyes at her. “Don’t give me that look, Mitchell.”

I whined. “I don’t know what I want to do!”

She shook her head. “Well, you better figure it out soon. All of your friends will be in college…and don’t you dare use Grace as an example.”

I rolled my eyes and she put her finger in my face. “Don’t give me attitude.” She said sternly and I nodded.

“Sorry…” I said. “But really Mom, I don’t know what I’m doing with my life yet. I’ve just been trying to get better so this has been the last thing on my mind…”

She looked at me sadly and sighed before taking me back into a hug. “Fine…we’ll talk more this week. I want to at least get you into community college.”

Mom went back to cooking and I went upstairs into my bedroom. I opened Tumblr on my laptop and scrolled down mindlessly until my phone started going off. I put the laptop to the side and walked over to my bureau where it was charging. I inhaled quickly when I saw Scott’s name on the caller ID.

“Hello???” I answered anxiously.

“Mitch?”

Hearing his voice again sent shockwaves through me. “Hi!” I said happily.

“Hi!” He said just as excited back. “How’ve you been?”

“Great!” I said. “How are you, college boy?”

He laughed at me. “I’m doing okay. Stressed out to the max but you know…getting by. How’s senior year?"

“It’s whatever. Glad it’s almost done.”

“Listen…you’re going to think I’m crazy, but I have an idea.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Oh boy…”

“Don’t be shady!” He teased. “Look…there’s a TV show that’s holding auditions out here.”

“…like a reality show? Are you insane?”

“No, it’s a competition for acapella groups.”

My eyes went wide. “Whoa…wait, so you’re starting a group?”

He laughed. “Yes, dumbie. That’s why I’m calling you. I want you to come out here…Kirstie already is.”

My heart jumped. “Kirstie’s going to LA?”

“Yeah, she’s coming out here tomorrow.” He said. “Look I know it’s sudden…”

“I have to finish school, though.” I couldn’t wrap my head around the idea. “I can’t just up and leave…I don’t have the money…and my parents would kill me!”

“You’re 18, Mitch, you can do whatever you want. As for money, don’t worry about it. Kirstie and I will buy your ticket and you can pay us back whenever you want. I really think this could be something special and I need you to be apart of it…”

I didn’t know what to say to him. He wanted me to fly to Los Angeles for a chance at a television show? It all sounded so crazy.

“Do you want the night to think and you can get back to me? Auditions are in two weeks. My friend Ben introduced me to this awesome bass singer named Avi and we’re trying to find a beatboxer…but we’d be nothing without you, Mitchie. Please just consider coming out…”

“I’ll do it!” I said suddenly. I was getting out of Arlington?

“Whoa, really?” He asked. “You’re sure? You’d have to miss graduation.”

“I don’t care. Get me out of here. Please!” I said, becoming so overwhelmed with excitement that my chest hurt.

I could hear the excitement in his voice. “Yes! I’ll buy your ticket tonight!”

We talked for a bit longer and decided that I would fly out the day before rehearsals so I could actually finish my schoolwork. None of it felt even the slightest bit real. I was going to be reunited with Scott and Kirstie…the two people that truly had my heart in the world. I was going to leave this place and all its bad memories behind even if it was just temporary. I had to get out of here.

I was getting out of Arlington!!!!