Music To My Ears

CHAPTER TEN

I scream. I literally scream. Taylor Swift was standing there in front of me. She was here, I met Taylor Swift. I'm awesome.

"I'm not going to freak," Kyle mocks in a falsetto voice. I pout at him and he smirks.

"Are you trying to kill me before the show?" I ask. Mr Fergusson shrugs and Taylor and Kyle start laughing.

"So Taylor meet Lucy, Lucy, Taylor. Taylor meet Kyle. Kyle, Taylor. Lucy shouldn't be like that all the time," Mr Fergusson says.

"Oh it's fine-" Taylor says.

"See you guys this is what you should be doing instead of teasing me," I scold.

"-now we can tease her," she finishes.

"Well I thought I had a friend," I pout.

"Aren't I your friend?" Kyle asks.

"Nope," I huff and fold my arm over my chest.

"Well that's an improvement of when she meet Arianna Grande. She didn't utter a single word," Mr Fergusson says. I roll my eyes knowing he was exaggerating. "We have changed around the songs so now your singing Last Christmas, and Arianna is singing her Christmas song Tell Me Santa and these two we'll be singing Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas," Mr Fergusson explains.

"Sure Anthony," Taylor says.

"Anthony?" Kyle and I ask together.

"Mr Fergusson to you,"

-

For the rest of the day we stayed in the staff room of the band hall talking and singing with Taylor Swift. Taylor freaking Swift! We ended up mucking around with the guitars and Singing Last Christmas with her.

"Last Christmas. I gave you my heart. But the very next day you gave it away.
This year. To save me from tears. I'll give it to someone special," sing together trying not to laugh.

"Once bitten and twice shy. I keep my distance. But you still catch my eye.
Tell me, baby. Do you recognize me? Well, It's been a year, It doesn't surprise me (Merry Christmas)" Taylor sings Because Kyle and I are laughing our heads off.

"I wrapped it up and sent it. With a note saying, "I love you," I meant it. Now I know what a fool I've been. But if you kissed me now. I know you'd fool me again,"

"Once bitten and twice shy. I keep my distance. But you still catch my eye.
Tell me, baby. Do you recognize me? Well, It's been a year, It doesn't surprise me
(Merry Christmas)"

"Oh, oh, baby. A crowded room, Friends with tired eyes. I'm hiding from you
And your soul of ice. My god I thought you were someone to rely on. Me? I guess I was a shoulder to cry on,"

"A face on a lover with a fire in his heart. A man under cover but you tore me apart, ooh-hoo. Now I've found a real love, you'll never fool me again,"

"Once bitten and twice shy. I keep my distance. But you still catch my eye.
Tell me, baby. Do you recognize me? Well, It's been a year, It doesn't surprise me
(Merry Christmas)" Taylor sings Because Kyle and I are laughing our heads off."

"A face on a lover with a fire in his heart (I gave you my heart) A man under cover but you tore him apart. Maybe next year I'll give it to someone. I'll give it to someone special. Special...Someone..."

"It looks like I'm going to have to be mean and tear you guys apart but um it's after four o'clock and Kyle and Lucy need to get to their drama class," Mr Fergusson says. We all sigh. "Come on you two,"

We say our good-byes and walk out the door.

"We have a superstar friend. Oh my Gosh!" I squeal jumping a little bit.

"Your just too cute Lucy, too cute," Kyle laughs.

"Why haven't you freaked out yet huh mister?"

"Because I'm not a fangirl?" He says. I slap him on the shoulder. "What was that for?"

"I'm not a fangirl," I whine.

"Say what you wish, say what you wish,"

-

"You did not!" Casey squeals.

"We so just did," I squeal back. Then we join hands and jump in a circle.

"How long she been like this?" Miss Larissa asks Kyle.

"Longer than you'd expect," he replies.

"Well if you two are done fan-girling I'd like to get with my drama class thank you," Miiss Laissa orders. "Everyone grab a partner-"

Casey rushes over to Charlotte and I'm left standing there. Standing there awkwardly.

"Lucy what are you doing come over here," Kyle yells to me. I walk over to him. He was standing there laughing at me. How rude!

"Were you laughing at me?" I ask with fake sadness in my voice.

"No I was laughing next to you,"

"You weren't even next to me!"

"Yeah, maybe I was laughing at you,"

"Rude,"