Oblivious

Oblivious Chapter 9.

Nothing left. Chapter 9.

I walk to the center of the platform.

"I would like to say a few words before I begin..." I say.

"Please." Said one of the judges kindly.

"The band that played Blue Tears, stole my song so I had to make another one, fast so sorry if it isn't that good," The look of shock on everyone faces, I look left and I see Duncan. "Isn't that right, Duncan? Never mind I'll still win cause you made this... Personal."

It's spring time,

And I always hoped you would be mine,

But never again,

Shall I feel alive,

You crushed my soul,

You crushed my spirit,

I'm left with nothing,

Not even my dignity,

One bright afternoon.

I seen your face.

Clear as a angels grace,

But never again shall I feel,

To have you dreams crash down,

To have your hope cut away,

No I won't feel responsible,

For what I do,

No I won't.

The smell of the Ocean breeze,

That makes it regretful.

When I see your face,

Dancing, eyes and it sparkles like were in space.

But no, no, no,no.

I feel nothing anymore...

"It's sad cause it's true.... Jasmine." I get up and walk off, there's utter awe stuck, then they realise I've left, I walk out the doors and I plan to stay in the bunker, for god knows how long, good thing I have my songs and my guitar, I pass the mouthy guy and he says keep it, he can't beat that.

I make it to the bunker, you should have seen the amount of people who were looking for me, so many I can't even describe. I take out my phone and I look at a news paper website to see what it says about me.

Dear Reader,

I'm inclined to say that if you were not at The Talent or if you were not watching it on T.V. Then I am forced to say you missed the biggest newest celebrity alive. He ran after the performance because he was sad, we belive it to be about his song getting stolen. And what a fine piece of work it is, there are people who claim to have seen him angry, and the boy accused them of stealing it from him, and so Dear Reader, many people also claim that he swore he would make something better, in the space of five minutes. And he did! You should watch it now because even I am!

Yours Sincerely, Derick Morstone.

Looks like I have fans everywhere! I could just imagine the MI5 and C.I.A. breaking down the door. But someone does kick it down. Poor door! A voice in my head yells, oh look it's Duncan.

Get ready to rumble.