Steven Universe: The Diamond Legacy

Chapter 5

Mabel peeked outside the curtains. "Whoa. We've got a full house out there!" "Well yeah." Corey tuned his keyboard. "The entire school comes to watch this." " I know." Mabel said "Obviously. But it really hits you when you see the whole auditorium packed."

"Mabel, quit poking your head out the stage." Rebecca, practiced on her drums. "It's not professional." "Fine." She pouted. "Nora, you should take a peek." "Don't tell her to look, you'll only make her more nervous." Corey advised, turning to me. "You okay there Nora?"

I gulped nervously. "Yeah..I'm good."

"Got the concert day jitters huh? It's okay to be nervous, we're all feeling it." Corey said.

"Except she's the one who's gonna razzle dazzle everyone with her Gem powers."

"Mabel, you're not helping!" Rebecca snapped at her. She turned to me. "We can play it like a normal gig. You don't have to do this." She smiled. "It will still be awesome either way."

"No." I clenched my fist. "I've worked too hard to chicken out now. We're doing this." I winked. "The Oracle foretold of our success."

I texted Aunt Garnet earlier in the school day, asking if our concert would be successful with my intentions brought to fruition.

It will. Everyone is going to love it. She responded, reassuring me. Her words convinced me enough.

Nora, although your concert will end in applause, there may be consequences of your actions later on. Nothing dangerous, but it should be taken into consideration. Please think carefully on your decisions.

That made me nervous. I will. Thank you so much.

"You ready?" Rebecca asked. "We're waiting on you." Mabel said determined.

"I am."

Becky nodded and from her wheelchair she signaled the custodian to open the covers. My eyes widened at the sea of people. Dear stars above...... Can I really do this? The veins beneath my skin pulsed, but I couldn't jam my hands in my pocket and play with my stress ball.

Mabel took the microphone as we had planned."Gardenville High School, are you ready to rock!" The crowd roared in excitement. "Then put your hands together for! The one! The only! Nora and the Nebulae!!!!!"

Their cheers returned my confidence. "Thanks Mabel." I took the mic from her. She winked at me as she tuned her bass.

"Thank you for coming." I spoke clearly through the mic, heart racing at the sound of my own voice. "This song was written by my grandfather when he was my age. He's been an inspiration to me since I was little, and I dedicate this act to him. You might recognize it as a catchy burger jingle, but this is how it was originally meant to be presented."

I smiled to the audience. "Love you Grandpa Universe, I'll see you this summer." The lights dimmed as we tuned our instruments. Once everything was ready I took a deep breath and strummed my guitar, singing the lyrics. Our misfit band began to play for the entire high school.

Some say I have no direction
That I'm a light-speed distraction
That's a knee-jerk reaction

Still, this is the final frontier
Everything is so clear
To my destiny I steer

The audience ooooed as dazzling pink lights emerged all over the auditorium, awe reflected in their faces. Some darted their eyes at the ceiling trying to locate the stagehand on the balcony operating the lights, but the stage lights were off. It was an observant young freshman who pointed amazed at my strumming hands, enveloped by a pink aura.