Quiet One #21

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It was the final performance and everybody is nervous, especially Michael and Alessia. They're both singing lead but the hard part was since their tones were different they didn't know how'd it would sound. Yes they had rehearsal and they know the lyrics by heart  bout the thought of them singing together and their emotions are on an all time high....anything could happen...ANYTHING!

Right now everybody was going over the lyrics and their parts, the choir was on the risers with Tiana as the conductor. Alessia and Michael were off to the sides.

"You okay Lessia?" Michael asked while rubbing her back.

She nodded, "Yeah I'm just really nervous....I mean....this is big! This performance is the most important one of the night and I just don't want to mess it up for everybody"

Michael shook his head and grabbed her hands, caressing his thumbs against the back of them "Your not gonna mess it up, your gonna do great....amazing! We all are! Don't worry to much and just remember we're all gonna be up there with you"

Alessia smiled and leaned up to kissed his cheek "Thank you Michael"

Michael smiled.

"And the finale! Remember Black with Alessia Cara, Michael Jackson and the Honey Hills Honeybee Choir!"

Alessia and Michael wished each other good luck, running to their spots. (A/N- Bold are Michael's parts, Italics are Alessia's parts and Underlined are the choir parts)

The first spotlight shined on Michael as he sung.

"Remember the tapping of your feet
The sliding 'cross the floor
Came from the smiles we couldn't keep"

Then Alessia came in...

"I see ya as you swipe the symphony
Singing quite the misery
Just remember that was me"

Then the choir came in as Michael sung...

"We all need music to heal
Moves to remind us how much we can feel
And so much grew from the fields
In America where we think everything is for sale"

Then Alessia came with her soft and yet powerful voice...

"You ain't got to give it back
Just remember black
You ain't got to give it back
Just remember black
(Ah, ooh)
(Hoo, ooh)
Oh"

As the music got more upbeat, Michael and Alessia walked closer to each other with smiles on their faces.

"Remember the tapping of your feet
The sliding 'cross the floor
From smiles we couldn't keep (Ooh)
I see ya as you swipe our symphony
Singing quite the misery
Just remember that was me"

Alessia coming in with her beautiful high notes, the choir backing her up.

"All need music to heal (Music to heal)
Moves to remind us how, how much we can feel
And so much grew from the, g-grew from the fields
In America where we think everything is for sale"

Then came the break down that got everybody up on their feet, clapping and whistling. Tiana directing like the professional she is guiding the choir through.

"You ain't got (Ain't got)
To give it back (Give it back; Ooh)
Just (Just)
Remember black (Remember black; Remember, remember)
You ain't got (Ain't got)
To give it back (Give it back; Remember me)
Just (Just)
Remember black (Remember black; Just remember)
You ain't got (Ain't got)
To give it back (Give it back; Remember me)
Just (Just)
Remember black (Remember black)
You ain't got (Ain't got)
To give it back (Give it back)
Just (Just)
Remember black (Remember black)"

Michael then turned and faced the audience, slow the vibe down. singing in almost a whispering tone. Alessia gave a proud smile, watching him put his soul into it.

"Remember the tapping of your feet
The sliding 'cross the floor
Came from smiles we couldn't keep
I see ya as you swipe the symphony
Singing quite the misery
Just remember that was me"

Then Alessia did the same, facing the audience, grabbing all attention.

"We all need music to heal
Moves to remind us how much we can feel
And so much grew from the fields in America
Where we think everything's for sale"

Alessia brought the hype back up with her surprising low notes, shocking everyone even Michael.

"(Hoo, hey-yeah, oh yeah)"

The trumpets came in , everyone jumped up, yelling and screaming like they were getting the holy ghost in church.

"You ain't got to give it back (Yeah)
Just remember black (Yeah)
You ain't got to give it back (Yeah)
Just remember black (Yeah)"

The Alessia took it all the way to the top, singing to the top of her lungs louder than ever before. She knew she'd loose her voice but at this moment it was all worth it.

"Oh, America
Don't forget to, oh, remember
You ain't got to give it back
Just remember black
You ain't got to give it back
Just remember black"

The music stopped. Michael and Alessia stared at each other, all the sound in the world vanished. Their heavy breathing, loud beating hearts pumped in their chests. Michael moved closer, Alessia wrapped her arms around his neck as he pulled her by her waist and dipped her laying a big, beautiful, passionate kiss on her lips. 

The light dimmed out as the applause got louder and louder. Louder cheers, louder whistles. Everyone on stage saw the kiss, their jaws dropped.

Quiet One....that used to be them......

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