Creating My Dreams•A BYE Fanfic

Chapter 3

After dinner, I go down stairs to my bedroom. Yep. My bedroom is in the basement. I used to share a room with my sister but we really hated it so my dad made part of the basement mine. I could've moved into the guest room but that's where guests sleep (if we ever have any). All of my relatives live in different states so they never have the time to come and visit.

When I get to my room I plop down on my bed. I should be doing homework because its Sunday and I have school tomorrow, but I'd rather not.... I usually wait until like seven to do it and then I regret it later, but I do it every week. Other times I do it on Friday when my sister is home with me because she's the smart one of the two of us, besides my brother Andrew. He's in college right now studying engineering and I won't see him again until thanksgiving break.

I get a few minutes of peace until my sister comes into my room and sits in my chair and just sits there waiting to have a conversation. She does this a lot, but she says i do it too and being twins I guess it makes sense.

"Sooo.... What's up?" I ask.

"Nothing. Don't you have homework to do?" Rhian asks.

"...."

"Are you gonna do it?"

"Yes!! I always do! You know this!" I say rather loudly. She does this every week when I come back from the studio. Being the smart and responsible one gives her the right to I guess...

"Okayy...." She gets up and starts to leave.

"Wait! What did u do for history.... I couldn't find it..." I say. This isn't a total lie. I looked on Friday and I couldn't find the sections.

"Ughh... Just come upstairs and I'll show you... Maybe..." She says and leaves.

I roll my eyes and grab my stuff and follow her upstairs. Its hard to believe were in all of the same classes except math. She's one year ahead. Were both in all honors classes and were both taking AP courses so I guess it means I'm smart too but she takes it more seriously and does better than I me. But it doesn't mean I do bad though... I get all A's and B's.

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After finishing my homework, I did it not Rhian if you were wondering, we head back down to my room to listen to music and just chill. Every time we do this I get asked the same question.

"Are you gonna sing for me today?" Rhian asks.

"No... I'm working on the FTT Contest and I'm recording some new stuff so you will see that soon. And then maybe this Sunday... If you go to church. I'll be singing there live." I say.

"Really? I mean are you sure that's a good idea? I mean your scared still right? And wait mom said your doing a wedding too, right?" She says all at once.

"Yes, I'm doing Gary's sisters wedding. Just one song though and then this Sunday I'm singing a song during service. And yes I'm scared out of my mind... I can't go through with this but I want to so badly!" I say stressed.

Rhians not the emotional type so she kinda just sits there until she says,"well if you really want it, you will forget about your whole fear that's been holding you back for so long and get on with the great life that's ahead of you. Just don't think about it or something. I'm gonna go take a shower and read or something. Then go to bed." She says and leaves. We dont ever actually say goodnight to each other we just say what were doing and leave and thats it. Its how its always been.

But she's right. I need to do this. For me. For my family. For Gary and his sister. For my whole career. I need to win this contest or I won't have another chance to get noticed for awhile. I just won't think about it.

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Its Saturday, the day of the wedding, and I'm thinking about it. I'm almost to the point where I'm hyperventilating. But instead of freaking out and screaming or whatever you do when you hyperventilate, I'm sitting in the corner of the room staring at the floor not paying attention to anythi-

"Sam, its time," Gary says.

I stand up, walk to the stage, and wait for the music to start.

***skip song***

Everyone's clapping and cheering and Gary's mother is crying bittersweet tears and I'm the reason why. I can't believe I just did that. I'm still shaking but... I can't believe I'm saying this... I had the time of my life on that stage.

Once I'm off the stage everyone, meaning Gary, his sister, her husband, my mom, dad, and sister, come running up and throw themselves at me in one big group hug. They are all saying how great I sounded and congratulating me but all I hear is one big glob of words.

Gary gets my attention back by saying, "We got it on tape and you sounded fantastic and its definetly going on that video of yours!" He grabs me and engulfs me in a hug again. I think he might be more excited then I am...

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After the wedding, me and my sister drive home in her car while my mom and dad stay to help clean up. Since its just us and were in a good mood we do what we usually do. Turn the music up LOUD and sing along to the radio. Half of the time we don't care who is staring at us when we stop at a red light, this time being one of them. We just laugh at them cuz they aren't having fun like we are.

We get home just in time to go to bed and wake up early enough to make it to church so I can perform again. But tonight I have a little more confidence and I sleep like a baby as soon as my head hits my pillow.

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Its 10:25 and I go on in about 5 minutes to sing. I'm nervous again. Nervous like I didn't perform yesterday but I did, and I know I can do it again.

This time when I perform, I don't focus on how much longer the song is until its over, I focus on my audiences faces, especially when I hit my high notes perfectly and Gary in the backround silently clapping his hands together like a little kid with candy. When my song is over I am applauded but more calmly this time considering we are ing a church. But I still feel the same way when I sit back down in my pew: exhilarated.