What Would Become

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My stomach wrenched at the thought of singing in front of all of these people. The crowd was bellowing in from the lobby, i could just picture myself messing up in the middle of the song. What a terrific time I was having. I rolled my eyes, speaking to myself again I thought dramatically. "And welcome to the stage Leila Flores, she will be singing Jingle bell Rocks!" My overweight principal Mr. Klose waddled off the stage. The technical person nudged me forward and shoved a microphone into my hand. I walked slowly out on to the stage, scanning the seats to find my boyfriend.

There he was his cool blue eyes could be seen even by the blindest of people. The music intro started, booming out of the speakers. I started singing and a sensation flew over me. "Was I really that nervous?" I asked myself. After what seemed like forever the song was done, I walked right off the stage And found a seat next to my boyfriend. "You did good Leila." he said as he kissed my cheek. "You know I have an idea..". "What?" I said sarcastically "is it another run away idea?" I asked. "Yes...i am not kidding Leila, I hate the way your dad treats you. Don't act like its a big deal either...i swear if your father lays a hand on you......" "I know, I know.." I said. "ok tomorrow come to the woods after school I will be there.., make shure to bring clothes and other girly necessities." he put on a big puppy dog face... "fine...ok" I said I kissed him. "I love, you see you tomorrow

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