The Calm Before The Storm

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"Shawn why are you pacing?" I have been watching my brother murmur to himself for the past two hours, guitar strap around his shoulder and crumpled music sheets in his hands.

"M-magcon is i-in a week. I-I'm not ready" He stopped in his tracks and looked at me in the eyes, I could see the tears slowly running down his face and I went in to hug him.

"Shawn, there is absolutely no need to worry, Magcon is a bunch of crap anyway-" His face went pale, and he let go of me, "It's just you and some random guys signing things for girls and wasting their money-" I could see the anger in his eyes.

"You think Magcon is a joke?" he dropped his music to the floor and slammed his guitar down on the kitchen counter trying to be serious, "Magcon is a dream to us and all of our fans, from little nine year old's to eighteen year old's. All of these fans, made us who we are- just by sharing one of my music covers on YouTube or revining one of the guys vines. We use their ticket money to even make Magcon happen, and give to charity!"

"Wow, that was so inspiring, I think my eyes are tearing up! Oh wait- nope, that was a piece of dust." Shawn gave me a dirty look,

"You are so heartless Laura..." He picked up his music and checked if he chipped his guitar, I guess he slammed it a little harder than I thought.

"Awwww Shawny-Poo," I walked up to him and grabbed his little chubby cheeks, "I know how much Magcon means to you, I mean you have poured your heart and soul into it." I put my hands on his shoulders, "Can I help you with anything, even making a song title?" He looked up at me and smiled, he grabbed my hand and pulled me into his 'studio' aka his room.

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