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My Song
By laneyway

 


I finished the last of my makeup and grabbed an over-sized black hoodie, tossing it on. I looked towards the living room as I came down the hallway. Of course my mother was passed out on the couch. I'm surprised she even knows I'm still alive with all the drinking she's done since dad left. I grabbed a piece of printer paper and jotted down that I was going out, then I grabbed the car keys and drove to the city hall. I parked the car and looked around the parking lot. Aerin's car…Emery's car… but the guys weren't here. I shook my head. Typical. I knew it. After all of their reassurances, they didn't come. I pulled the jacket tighter around me as I walked in the building. All I saw was a mass of red hair, and then I was suddenly on my back staring up at Aerin. “Umm…Hi?” I said slowly. “Hi Cor!!!! OmigodIamsoooeffingexcitedtoseeyou!! Omigosh, guess wh-“ I cut her off. “Aerin, what have you been eating?” She grew silent. I heard Emery sigh. “Code Red.” She said. I groaned. “Dammit, Aerin, you know that soda before a performance is horrible for your voice!” I said, narrowing my eyes at her. Aerin rolled her eyes and got off of me. “Party pooper.” She said, pouting. “You know I love you, Aer. But, seriously, no more soda before performances. Our alto section is weak enough as it is without you ruining your voice by drinking soda. Gatorade and water only, hun.” I reminded her, holding my Gatorade bottle up. Emery smiled at me warmly. “So… you see the guys' cars out there?” I sighed, a disappointed look coming across my features. “No…” I mumbled quietly. Emery smiled at me comfortingly. “I'm sure they'll be here,” she said, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. “they're probably just late. You know how long it takes Zacky to put his make-up on.” I laughed, knowing that this was true. The boy wears more make-up than I do. “Okay, ladies! Let's go, into the auditorium! Chop-chop!” I whipped my head around and saw Miss Killian waddling towards us. I snorted, and Aerin, Emery and I exchanged similar looks of amusement. I was standing in between Aerin and Emery, and I could actually feel her vibrating. Damn her sugar highs. As she walked by, Ms. Killian smiled warmly towards me. “You'll be amazing, Corinne. You always are.” With that, she patted my shoulder and led the chorus into the auditorium. Once I arrived at my spot on the end of the back row, I was shaking horribly. Mar. Daniel walked by, checking the lights and he looked up at me smiling. “Cor, hun, stop shaking! You'll be fine! You do great every time. You have amazing talent with your voice.” I smiled as he said this, and it did make me feel slightly better, but I knew I wouldn't feel completely fine until I saw his face. The one that I knew I wanted to wake up to everyday for the rest of my life. I just wasn't sure that he wanted the same thing. I looked at my watch. 7:00 pm exactly. Just then Dustin closed the curtains on the stage, and I caught a brief glance of Mr. Daniel and Mr. White opening the auditorium doors. I looked at Emery who was below me. “Cor, don't worry. You'll do great. Not everyone has a four-octave range.” She said the last part with a smile, brushing her dirty blonde hair out of her eyes. “Good luck!” Dustin whispered harshly to me, patting my calf as he ran by, heading backstage. The curtains opened, and the Winter Concert began.

Before I knew it, it was time for my solo. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath and when I opened them, that's when I saw him. The love of my life. Matt grinned at me, giving me the thumbs-up sign. I opened my mouth and began to sing.

“Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,” I sang my heart out, picturing Matt's smiling face, dimples and all, t he entire time.

Once I finished my solo, the crowd erupted into cheers, whistles, and claps. I grinned, walking back to my place. As I was walking back, Aerin grinned at me. “You did great!” she mouthed. The rest of the concert went accordingly, and soon, it was all over. I was grinning like mad and ran up to emery, w ho hugged me tightly. “You did great, hun. Now, let's grab that hyper freak and go find our boyfriends.” I laughed and Emery and I both grabbed one of Aerin's arms and drug her out into the front lobby of our high school. I looked around, standing on my tip-toes until I saw Jimmy. I grinned, grabbing Emery's arm and leaning down to her ear. “Found your lover.” Emery beamed and pushed her way over to Jimmy. Jimmy smiled warmly at her as she wrapped her arms around his torso. “You did great, baby. And you are absolutely gorgeous as always.” Emery giggled and looked up at him. And that's when I looked away and came in contact with what felt like a concrete wall. I looked up and saw Brian smirking. “Seen my crazy-ass girlfriend?” I smiled slightly. “You know, it's not nice to talk about the `love of your life' like that.” Brian turned around and grinned. I strained my neck and saw Aerin smirking towards Brian. As soon as Aerin walked towards him, I turned away sighing. I chewed on one of my snakebites as I looked at my worn out chucks. Suddenly, I felt strong arms wrap around my waist. I let out a yelp and whipped around. Matt was standing there smiling at me. “I utterly loathe you right now.” I said, narrowing my eyes. He laughed, his adorable dimples popping up. “No you don't. You lurrvvee me.” He said, wrapping his strong arms around me. I rested my head against his chest and listened for his heartbeat. When I heard it, I closed my eyes and smiled. I could've stayed like that forever; just listening to our hearts beat as one, standing there wrapped in his arms. But, unfortunately, not everyone gets what they want. “Corinne… Corinne…” Matt whispered softly. “Hmm?” I mumbled, my voice muffled from my face buried in his chest. “C'mon, baby girl. Me and the guys are gonna take you girls out to dinner.” He said, rubbing my back slowly and gently. I smiled at the pet name and the small sign of affection as I reluctantly pulled away. “'Kay.” I said, looking up at him. He smiled, placing one of his hands against my cheek. He wrapped his fingers around the back of my neck and gently stroked my cheek with his thumb. He leaned down and kissed me gently. I smiled slightly and kissed him back, wrapping my arms tightly around his neck. Matt tilted his head slightly, and wrapped his other arm around my lower back, deepening the kiss. Someone cleared their throat, and Matt and I broke away, looking behind us. Zacky was standing there, smirking at us. “Ready to go, lovers?” I blushed a deep red, and my chucks suddenly became one of the most interesting things in the world. Matt laughed a little nervously and wrapped an arm around my shoulders as he lead me out the door. A few minutes later, we were all gathered in the doorway of Olive Garden. The hostess eyed all of us. With all the guys' black hair, my black hair, Aerin's fire engine red hair, out make-up, black clothes, tattoos and piercings, I guess you could say we were a pretty colorful crowd. “Eight?” the hostess said with such a fake smile, it made me want to puke. In fact, Zacky, Johnny and Aerin started fake-gagging. Everyone burst into giggles as we sat down. I was sitting next to Matt, and his hand was resting on my knee as we were eating, and mocking fellow classmates and teachers. When no one was paying attention, Matt leaned down to my ear and whispered “I love you, Corinne Rae Charmichael. I want to be with you for the rest of my life.” I grinned broadly, and turned my head so I could see him. “I love you too, Matthew Sanders, and I feel exactly the same way.” Matt grinned broadly, and kissed me passionately. I felt different. Confident. And sure that I had everything I could ever want right here with me. I knew that I would always be happy as long as Matt was there. And knowing the he felt the same way made me that much happier.

 

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