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Post by celticbear on Jun 15, 2011 21:45:13 GMT -5
Oh Boy! Busted by Ryan! But you all know Ryan is happy that Damo is interested in Jennie! The only person they have to watch out for is Sharon! UPDATE SOON! PLEASE!
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Post by A Once Mc Ginty on Jun 21, 2011 21:45:53 GMT -5
Part 12
"Exactly what happen sick child?" Sharon asked. "We just were messing around, I've been stuck in the bus for so long it's starting to get sickening," I answered looking at plane tickets back home. "Are you already planning your way back to The Moy?" Damian asked. "Ryan wants me to, better now that the day before like some do." "Because you're leaving in a week I'm letting this go, but if it happens one more time, I don't want it to." "It won't, unless it's on our birthday." "Not even on your birthday can you reck the bus, not this early in tour." I remember watching Sharon leave to the other bus and Ryan walk in as Damian left to his bunk. "One week, then I'm gone, I'm really going to miss you," I told moving my MacBook and hugging Ryan. "One week, but it's so long away, and you're 8.000 miles from home, from me," Ryan whispered in me ear. "I don't know if I can take being by myself for so long. It's just going to be me isn't it?" "You and your doctor, she's the only one to look after you, but you have to finish school." "I will, I will, and Skype is here to keep us together?" "You can talk with Damian, just remember that." I didn't like the fact that leaving was like moving once again. I was going to miss them all, but in one week, 7 shows and 1 birthday it would be over. I'd be back in my room without the cousin that I've relied on my whole 14, soon 15 years. "It's going to be alright," Ryan whispered to me. I don't remember the tears that had fallen down my face but they were there when I looked in Ryan's eyes. "It'll be awkward," I pushed my head into Ryan's arm. It didn't feel like his though. It felt like it was a women's that I didn't recognised. I looked up and there she was, me mum. I woke up laying outside the theatre that the lads where preforming in. My guitar case was open and money in it, it was strange feeling. I looked at the buildings and saw a Canadian flag. "Ryan left me in the streets of Canada?" I asked myself. I heard people come out from the show, they dropped money in the case. It was still the 3 but I didn't remember how I got outside. "Hey Jennie, what happen?" Ryan asked walking outside. "I don't remember what happen?" I replied holding my head. "I don't know why I'm here, why I have all this money." "Let's go to the bus," Ryan closed the case and handed it to Damian. He carried me to my bunk. 'Who am I? Is this really what I want to be living as? I just want to know why I'm living!' I thought to myself as I was the only one in the bus. Awhile after I heard them come back into the bus. "I want to play something for you all," I whispered grabbing my guitar. "Everything okay?" Ryan asked sitting down. I watched them all sit, sitting on the ground up against the wall. I began strumming the chords that became the back music. "I don't know what I'm saying, These walls are closing in, All I feel like doing is lying, These scars are to win, I feel so numb, So misunderstood, I've been used so much, And rejected all the time, I've devoted myself to be anorexia, And I fought through bulimia, Forever-er-ver I believe-eve-lieve, May-be-e I can restart again, Cause I don't want to live, I want to pour these words now, I don't want to live no more, I can't take THIS, This is a mad world, And I've lost it all, I've got cancer on the other side, And the flu on mine, This is a mad world, And it's a lie, No living with happiness, Yes I wish I had, Forever-er-ver I believe-eve-lieve, May-be-e I can restart again, Cause I don't want to live, I want to pour these words now, I don't want to live no more, I can't take THIS!" I sang with tears running down my face. I closed my eyes, laid down my guitar and ran to my bunk. No one followed me, they were to nervous to understand anything I was feeling. I feel asleep, waking up alone as normal on the 4. I felt lonely once again, but I felt it more than I normally did. Slowly I pulled the knife from under my bed pillow. I continued to look back and forth from my wrist to the knife. I found it painful to stop what I had done before, but it hurt just to think of starting again. Slowly I closed my eyes and laid the knife on my wrist, cutting it once. I delayed my reaction to cleaning the knife, dropping it in the hall as I heard the door open. I watched as the cut bleed and Ryan pick up the knife. "Not again," he whispered. "Ryan, it's going to happen," I whispered back. "It is NOT happening again! You're KILLING yourself!" "NO I'M NOT RYAN!" "Jennie, you have to learn not to go back to your old habits." "I did stop! Maybe if I wasn't left alone all the time, this wouldn't be happening." "Today it'll be one, in a month it'll be six or seven." "It's not going to happen again!" "It will Jennie. How do you think I feel? Maybe I work all the time to make sure you don't live on the streets like everyone wanted you to. Maybe I don't you to die like the rest of your family. Maybe I want to see you happy and not committing suicide all the time." "Stop!" I yelled kicking him away from me. He was being surreal and emotional like he always was when he talked about the subject. He didn't want to see the cut and he didn't want to clean the blood up. "Clean it up, now," I heard Sharon say on the couch. I didn't hear her come in and I knew I'd be leaving before the 10.
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Post by celticbear on Jun 21, 2011 21:59:31 GMT -5
WOW! That was a powerful Update! I feel sorry for Jennie! But she has to understand that Ryan,Sharon,Damo and the rest of the lads love her and want her to live! I hope Sharon does not send her away! I think it would be nice if Sharon step up to the plate and became like a second mom to Jen!
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Post by HburgEagle44 on Jun 25, 2011 2:15:01 GMT -5
Oh...that was sad and powerful, as Auntie said. When she looked at the knife, I thought she was going to commit suicide (or attempt again). Update!! She has to stay...
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Post by CelticPrincess24 on Jun 25, 2011 9:10:08 GMT -5
update please!
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Post by A Once Mc Ginty on Jul 8, 2011 20:16:55 GMT -5
Part 13
My heart sank cleaning up the blood on the wood floor. I didn't want to say why I was cutting my wrist once again, it was more than just being lonely. In 5 and a half days I would be expected back in The Moy; yet, I hadn't even talked to Sharon about it. "I'm sorry for the mess," I said sitting on the couch across from Sharon. "Please give me a second chance." "If I give you another chance, what will you do?" Sharon asked. "I won't cut myself, I'll try really hard to eat and I'll try to get along with the others." "How long have you not eaten for?" "I've lived off one meal a day for the longest time ever. I thought I was fat and my doctor before the current put me of supplementary pills and it caused me not to eat. I'm not what you think!" "I knew you weren't, I always want to be here for you and I don't want you to leave. I'm letting you stay, but plane on the 10." "I know." I stood up and turned around at her. "You're like a mum to me and I don't want to ever not think of you as anything worst." "Jennie, you can look at me as what ever you want, I'm here for you all the time." I walked down the bus hall into the back room where Damian and Ryan where talking. I laid on them, digging my head into Ryan's stomach and grabbing Damian's hand. I felt Damian's finger slide over the cut as in he didn't believe it. "It's nothing new," Ryan said. "Hey Jennie, you have to take you're medicine." "Which one?" I asked binding up and kissing Damian to surprise. "Both but what was that for?" Ryan asked pulling me back down. I couldn't help but laugh at Damian's face after it. He licked his lips and laid his head on my stomach. "Okay, I'm missing something here! Jennie would you care to explain?" "I'll explain everything for her. I can't explain actually and she can't either," Damian laughed. "Damian, Jenna is on Skype," Sharon said walking to the back. Damian grabbed my hand and pulled me to the front where his laptop was. "Hey sweetheart! What's the craic? I miss you?" Damian greeted as I sat next to him with my head in my crossed arms. "Hey, I'm good, missing you. Who's the one next to you?" I heard Jenna speak. I didn't want to see Damian's girlfriend, I didn't want to be in someone else's life like hers. "Her name is Jennie, she's Ryan's younger cousin." "Oh, hey Jennie." I lifted my head to the screen. On it was a beautiful blond hair girl with bright blue eyes. Immediately I became jealous of her and felt like she was someone with a complete opposite story of mine. "Yes this is Jennie," Damian joked hugging me around. I watched as Jenna didn't seem to change her face, as if she didn't care what we were doing off camera. "Hey, I'm Jennie, and you're Jenna. Nice to meet you," I whispered as Damian laid my head on his shoulder. I didn't listen to the conversation, I nearly laid on Damian's shoulder or laid in my bunk flipping through pictures on my camera. So many pictures Sharon took of Ryan, Damian and I. I felt like I wasn't living with leukaemia, never less lost all my family. The pictures were moments when I was playing my guitar, or randomly hugging Damian, or when I was sleeping on Ryan, or even when I would sit outside the bus feeling like crying. "Jennie, come here," Ryan yelled. I looked out of my bunk seeing where he was. I walked to the back but didn't see him. I walked to the front, he wasn't there. I ended up being the last one on the bus knowing the rest were outside. "Jennie!" Damian yelled. I walked down the stairs of the bus to be tackled by Ryan. Falling to the ground, on top of Damian, I heard a pop, then extreme pain shoot throughout my right leg. "Sharon, my leg is," I cried. Ryan slowly stood up, looking down at my leg and turning facing the bus. It wasn't Ryan's fault, nor it was Damian's. I felt Damian pull me down and hold me tight. "It'll be okay," he whispered in my ear. Sharon was talking on the phone. My head slowly faded in and out from reality. By the time the ambulance showed up, I was out but still up. My eyes gazed back in froth between people as they wrapped my whole right leg in a wrap. I couldn't move it nor could I feel anything. They brought me into a room and took x-rays of my whole body. Most where on my legs, the most severe place I hurt. "Well, I have good news and bad," one of the doctors said walking into the room we all sat in waiting. "What is it?" Ryan asked quickly. "The good news is that she only injured her right leg, the bad thing is she sprained her knee, fractured her ankle and dislocated her hip." That is what no one wanted to hear. The doctor wrapped up my ankle and knee and let the hip pop back in place. He gave me pain killers, just to add on to everything else I had to take. Sharon brought me back to the bus as the lads headed to the theatre for the Meet and Greet. "I really hate my life sometimes," I said climbing into my bunk. "Sometimes life will be hard, but we're here for you all the time. If you ever feel alone, we're here," Sharon explained. She handed me all the medicine I had to take that day. Gagging on all of it, it went down painfully. I heard the door of the bus shut and slowly fell asleep, not minding Ryan, Damian, Paul, Keith, George and Sharon running back and forth from the bus to the theatre. I awoke on the 5, half way through this vacation, I stopped talking with Damian, just because I felt like I didn't need to listen him talk about Jenna every minute of the day. I struggled myself out of my bunk and into Ryan's. "You okay Jennie?" he asked me, pushing the hair out of my face. "Yeah, I'm just really tired," I replied back. The doctor was pretty nice yesterday, telling me that I was still able to walk on the ankle but to watch out. "Hey, when we get to the next venue we're going on a walk and having a talk. Is that okay?" "Yeah, there is a lot I want to talk to you about anyway. I feel like you should really know a few things going on." "Hey, why are you bundling everything inside you?" I wasn't bundling everything inside of me, I was more like keeping things away from others. Things that I could probably just burn inside, killing me more than I ever thought I was. I needed it all out, Ryan wanted to know more than everything.
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Post by celticbear on Jul 8, 2011 20:35:27 GMT -5
Something tells me Jenna is not Damo's girlfriend! I hope I'm right! Because I want him and Jennie to be together! I feel bad for Jennie having the accident that caused her all the new Pain she is going trough! I'm also glad Sharon has gone into MotherBear Mode with Jennie!
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Post by celticthunder1510 on Jul 9, 2011 9:32:03 GMT -5
What Auntie CB said and more!
UPDATE SOON!!!!
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Post by HburgEagle44 on Jul 9, 2011 15:01:45 GMT -5
Oh wow, that is a huge injury..... glad Sharon let her know that she was there for Jennie update!!!
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Post by A Once Mc Ginty on Jul 23, 2011 18:07:49 GMT -5
Part 14
I laid in his bed the rest of the way, I felt safe. Slowly the bus pulled into the next hotel we'd be staying in. "Ready?" Ryan asked. I moved out of the bunk and walked to the door. Ryan trailed behind with the others half asleep. I remembered we all changed before walking down to Starbucks. All the lads staid behind while Ryan and I walked around the town. "What do you need to talk about?" Ryan asked. "First to point out," I began. "Damian's not dating Jenna? And you're with him?" My heart sank and I didn't want to see it that way. "No, Damian's dating Jenna but." Maybe I'm lying. "But you like Damian and he likes you?" Does my cousin know everything? "Are you just going to guess on everything?" Really I hated conversations that went like this. "No, I'm just saying I know these things." "Have you ever felt like even though I lost everyone, they are still here? Like mum, dad, Rebecca and Rosalyn." "They are always here and they won't leave. Is that why?" "Maybe but I really don't want to think that it's why." "Do you think it has something about Damian?" "I really don't know. I just felt like it came back, everything, when I met him. I don't want to blame it on him, but then I do." I felt lost on this walk letting everything just free. "Anything else you'd like to say?" "I don't want to go back home but I want to." "Go back for me please, you need to rest, especially after yesterday." I pulled a smile onto my face and went back to my fake self. "You're faking that smile, really what's wrong?" "Read this," I handed him a note from my pocket. The note simply read the word "dead" and that was all. The missing word of my life was dead, I felt it ever minute of my life. "One," Ryan whispered. I really didn't understand what he meant by the number but it wasn't my favourite. We walked back to Starbucks where the others waited. "Everything okay?" Paul asked lifting me up. I laughed a wee bit seeing his face. Mr. Byrom always seemed nice, but Damian pulled me away. "Yeah," I lied faking a smile. He at least didn't know anything that went on during our walk. I watched Ryan laugh as we walked back to the hotel. He wasn't laughing with anyone or at anything. No one was around him, he was in his own world. Paul laid me onto the bed turned on the tele. Quietly I snuck under the covers and watched as Paul brought in some of the bags. "Freezing?" Ryan asked throwing himself next to me. "Little. It's the 5th show and we finally stay in a hotel?" I didn't really understand it but the bus was getting use to. "Ask Sharon, I think the other lads wanted it. I really don't care, but you also need to rest that leg of yours." Why yes I do, but why? I didn't want to fight it, I just knew to much was holding in me. Maybe if I wasn't a statue, if I was like Damian or Ryan, I could live a life. "Am I a statue? Can you see beyond my skin?" I randomly asked. "Cousin, I can see everything through you, I know when you are being fake and when you aren't. Don't be afraid to cry, you need to sometimes." Crying, like I don't do that enough. Okay, so maybe I don't cry like I say I do, but crying to me is a tear running down my face. Like one tear can change my whole life. "So, that's not going to happen," I was serious right here. "No it's not, are you coming to the show tonight?" SUBJECT CHANGE MUCH? Yes I voice my opinion a wee bit more than I probably should. Oh yeah, most likely got that from the dork a year older than me. "Yeah, I'll come tonight, need a change for once. Okay so what if I stopped talking to Damian." "How about you choose what you want to do, and I have nothing to do with it." Classic Ryan right there, but I really didn't care, he was being himself. "I love you," I closed my eyes and stretched out, listening to what was on the tele. Ryan moved as Damian relaxed on the other bed where him and Paul laid talking with him. "What's wrong Damo?" I heard Paul ask. "I did something I shouldn't have," Damian whispered, but I heard it. "What did you do? Damo tell me." I actually wanted to know what he did wrong. "I feel like I've cheated on her, but it never started. I don't know, I'm really lost." Ryan punched my side, "Hey, he had feelings for you, enough to make him feel like he cheated?" Hearing that from both of them really made me feel useless. Why should I be in Damian's life if I made him feel that way, and why should I be in the rest of the lads if they are going to blame everything on me? "I can hear," I whispered back. I opened my eyes and faced toward the other bed. "Damian, I have something to tell you." "What is it?" Damian asked sounding annoyed. "Take it in like it's a first breath; Move like it's the only thing you can do; Sing like the world is at silence for a moment; Break like no one is watching you cry." "You are really dumb." That was all he could say back to me. Like I hadn't heard that before in me life. "Why don't you try living my life? Then you'll see who's dumb!" Maybe I went a wee bit too far. Ryan covered my mouth with his hand and pulled me to his chest. "Shut it," he whispered into my ear. "Strip everything away and be yourself, not some fake." I didn't like being called fake nor did I like being yelled at. He released myself, and being me I walked out into the hall. "Be myself, okay that's easy don't talk with Damian and only be with Ryan. Class." That was all I could think of? Must I be stupid myself? "Jennie, why are you out here?" George asked walking giving me a quick hug. "No worries about this lass, she ain't no foul," Keith joked messing with you hair. "Whatever," I whispered. My phone went off, I didn't want to answer but I did. Damian: I'm sorry. Please forgive me. Jennie: Why should I forgive you? Damian: Because I did so much wrong and I'm super sorry. Jennie: I'm not going to forgive you. Damian: Will this help you? Jennie: Will what help? The door opened and Damian walked out. He laid his hand on my shoulder and kissed me passionately. I froze up when he moved back a step. I took a step forward closer to him and looked him in the eyes. "I love you, so much," Damian whispered, hugging me tight. "I don't wan't to be with you," I whispered hoping he would hear, he didn't. "Do you forgive him?" Sharon asked walking behind them. I moved my head yes, feeling a sign of regret kick in, I didn't like that feeling. I stepped back sitting down against the wall, Damian still stood there. Jennie: What about Jenna? Damian: What about her? Jennie: You still love her right? Damian: Of course I do I don't see why I can't love more than one. Jennie: I don't want you to love me. Damian: I don't understand. Jennie: I don't want to be with you ever in my life. I want to forget about you and just bypass the next 5 day. Damian: Leave me alone. Damian walked into the room with his head down. I stood up and walked behind him, watching him grab his jacket and ran out to the street. "I'll get him," Paul said running out behind him. "Let me see your phone," Ryan annoyed grabbed it out of my hand. "Idiot." "Stop calling me that! Seriously one person was enough! I don't have to listen to you!" I yelled. Keith grabbed me from behind so I wouldn't run. "Shut up!" Ryan yelled looking into my eyes. "Stop." I froze and felt Keith release me, a tear might have fell from me eye to his arm. "DEAD!" I yelled running past Ryan, out the door. I didn't want anyone chasing after me but someone was going to no matter what. Not thinking I ran into a dark alley feeling something dripping from above me. "Jennie! Jennie!" I heard Ryan and Keith coming toward the alley. I looked around to fond somewhere to hid behind, not much was around but an open box size indention in a brick wall. "She can't go far," I heard Ryan say. I didn't know what to do, and I didn't want to worry them anymore. I jumped out of the wall and into the street, but they where gone. "Ryan! Sharon! Ryan!" I cried. I didn't know my way back, I didn't even know anything. Why would a 14 year old know everything? Nervous about everyone around me, I walked back to the hotel. It took me double to time, I seemed to walk down a street and realise it was the wrong one. "She's not coming back," Ryan whispered inside the room. I walked in with my head down. "Finally." "I'm sorry, and I mean it this time," I said lifting my head. "Oh God!" Sharon shocked running over to me. My doctor saw exactly what Sharon noticed, instead she ran to the restroom, coming back with towels. "What happen?" Ryan walked over seeing the gash in my head from the indention in the brick. "We have to get to the theatre, Ryan," Sharon noted. Everyone else had left when Sharon and Ryan had come back from searching for me. "I hit my head against a brick, I didn't realise what it had done though," I barley remembered. I felt a tingling where me doctor was cleaning up the blood. "You need to be careful," she warned me, "don't go out by yourself." "I don't, Ryan is always with me." "I'm leaving, lie all you want I don't want to hear you anymore," Ryan walked out of the hotel to the theatre. "Are you still coming tonight?" Sharon asked. "I want to." I raised an eyebrow but the tingling feeling hadn't gone away. "She's fine, she can go," the doctor cleared. I quickly changed into nicer clothes and walked out of the hotel with Sharon. "Why does Ryan always seems mad at you?" she asked just before we hit the theatre. "I don't really know but I feel like he has got something against me now and I don't know how to solve it or anything." Yeah that was my answer while about a million reasons popped into my head. "Fun!" Damian laughed as Paul messed around with him backstage. "Careful," Keith pushed Damian back keeping the row of food away from him. "I'm hungry!" "No, you're going to eat everything. You do it all the time so no today." I laughed a wee bit and walked a way from everything. Ending up in Ryan's dressing room I looked at myself in the mirror. The gash was just above my left eyebrow. You could see the dried blood still left over. I touched it but pulled back quicker than I excepted I would. "Jennie," I heard Ryan say walking in, "I'm sorry about that. I didn't mean to say you where a liar, you're not." He walked behind me and looked into the mirror also. Someone from outside was knocking on the door. "Ryan, can I talk with both of you?" Damian asked opening the door slowly. I hid a bit behind Ryan, hoping he wouldn't really recognise the gash. "Sure, what do you want to talk about?" Ryan gladly allowed. "I want to say that I am 159% positive I am sorry for everything. I also am 299% positive I shouldn't have done anything I did," Damian whispered strong and proud. I walked over to him and ran my hand throw his hair. "Thanks, I'm sorry to," I stripped myself down, I had to be myself here, right in front of Ryan. Slowly, I felt Damian grab the pocket in me jacket. My heart started racing before I even realised anything. "Hm," Ryan sighed. I gave Damian a kiss on the lips, but it seemed like it lasted forever. I didn't want that to happen, but I did exactly what I needed to do.
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Post by HburgEagle44 on Jul 23, 2011 19:03:34 GMT -5
That was such a powerful update...I'm glad Jennie is opening up, becoming herself this is such a great story...update soon, please!!
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Post by celticbear on Jul 23, 2011 20:43:53 GMT -5
I'm so glad Jennie is starting to be more her self with everybody! I have a feeling Damo is going to give up Jenna and be Jennie's CT lad forever more! Those two are so cute together!
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Post by !!DerryChick!! on Jul 23, 2011 22:35:38 GMT -5
I love the update
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Post by A Once Mc Ginty on Aug 3, 2011 21:46:24 GMT -5
Part 15
I remember running back to Ryan's dressing room after once again another amazing show. Might the company of the world be spoken through the unbearable words of love. Seeing only what is right and what on earth can be wrong. What world can a show change the relationship between two. "Jennie! You where amazing!" Ryan yelled running in. "I'm speechless you idiot!" Damian screamed hugging me. I stepped back for a second trying to live in reality. "Leave me alone!" I pushed Damian away realising just what he said. I didn't thank anyone, I walked back to the bus, still hearing the crowds reaction. "You where amazing!" "How old are you?" "What's your name?" "Can I have a picture?" It was a stupid song I sang, the fact that the song was popular to me not to them. I climbed into my bunk and feel asleep. I didn't actually think I would get "that" much notice, but I thought back 3 days ago when $54.75 was impressive. When we got to the hotel, I was still asleep but Ryan carried me into my bed. I felt Damian jump on the bed, but I didn't remember if he slept there. "Jennie, wake up," Ryan said shaking me. I didn't want to wake up, but I needed to. "Hey, where going to the Statue of Liberty." "What?" I was surprised at what he said. I had never been there and since I was a wee child I always wanted to. "Here, you have to take these." He handed me the medicine that every other day I hated to take. "When do I have to stop taking these?" I asked. "When you are fine or want to go through chemo, is that a good answer?" "So all this medicine is my chemo, flu and pain? That's like 3 things that people shouldn't have." "Hey, you're special in your own way. You're being yourself and I can tell." I like complements like that, mostly from Ryan. Okay, I was laughing during that last line. "It'll heal soon." "Oh," I forgot for the quickest second of my left eyebrow. I downed the medicine, a saw a small cut on Ryan. "What's that?" "I just bumped into something, nothing big." Ryan laughed. "Hurry up, it's cold outside so dress warm. Damian wake up!" I jumped off the bed and ran to my bags. I packed absolutely nothing warm, but I had found something to wear. I feel in love with the white dress I had worn to the first show. It was warm, of course it would be, and matched every jacket I had. So I'm not really into the whole match and match thing but sometimes something has to. I ran to the restroom and changed coming out laughing. "Denims not my thing," I joked seeing everyone else. "Obviously, Miss Wool Dress, Jacket and Boats are enough for me," Paul joked spinning me around. I absolutely reckon to you, I couldn't live without Mr. Byrom anymore. "THREE DAYS MORE!" Damian yelled jumping onto my back. "So this is like a birthday present for both of you," Ryan pulled Damian away. "Come on, let's get going," Sharon said opening up the door. I snuck my camera into my boot and ran off. We took a city bus from the hotel to the Statue of Liberty. I never thought I'd be on a city bus in New York, but I was and I didn't enjoy it. I was always asked why I enjoyed the buses in Ireland, I knew why now. Back in Ireland every bus I took was not crowded, they had free wifi and easy traveling (if the driver knew where you where going). Here in New York the bus was crowded, had nothing to do and if you missed your stop, your screwed. "Everything okay?" Ryan asked. "Yeah, smell," I replied covering my nose. It was freezing outside, dead set dying of the smell on the bus, the people only felt like putting down the windows to make it colder. "You smell that two?" Damian asked, whispering in my ear. "It's not suppose to be this cold in September." "It's freezing and I hate this bus." I laughed. I was suppose to be quiet but the other people around were just talking louder. "I can see your breath, I guess it's that cold." Damian looked up at Paul. "Mr. Byrom, aren't you freezing?" "I think all of us are. George has his hat on, Keith's in the middle of the alley, Sharon's somewhere," Paul looked around trying to find everyone. "I think Keith's liking it though," I joked seeing Keith talking with a few others. "Okay, where here," Sharon called. We slowly walked off the busy bus into the city which never sleeps. I looked over the water and saw it, the statue, I couldn't believe it. "It's so large, I can't believe it," I was shocked. "You two are just really short," Paul joked pushing us together. "Come on, move ahead, move ahead." "Stop!" I yelled pushing Paul away and stepping back from Damian. "Can I call you Jesse?" Damian asked me. "Like a pet name? Only if I can call you Kabob." "Jesse and Kabob? You two must be kidding around," George joked. I didn't like joking but I was and I quick enjoyed it. "Come on whoever and whatever, the boat is here," Ryan said pushing Damian forward toward Sharon. "What's with Kabob?" "Jesse doesn't know and Jesse doesn't care." I walked behind Damian with Ryan following. I could hear a lady trying to break us apart on the boat. Apparently they needed the kids on another boat, but Damian and I weren't allowed to be separated from the others. We bypassed the lady who wanted us to move by sneaking next to the gate. She didn't watch us, there where too many others to see us. "What just happen?" I asked banging my head on a metal rod. "Just a wee bit of blood, you'll be fine," Damian said whipping it away with a cloth. "You're beautiful." "Thanks?" I didn't know what he was talking about. I was the walking dead, just alive. I leaned over the edge of the boat as the wind coursed through my hair. I'd never been on a boat before and I knew this may be one of the best moments. When we reached the place, I walked along the side of Ryan, taking pictures every few seconds. I was as quiet as could be and didn't want anyone to see me. The others moved around pointing at everything, taking pictures Sharon took. "Stop being camera shy," Ryan whispered pushing me away from him. "No, I don't want to," I replied trying to go back before Mr. Byrom grabbed me. Sharon snapped a picture, I didn't smile but Paul did. "Jesse, come here," Damian called as Paul released me. I caught sight of Sharon put the camera back up for another picture. I covered my face as I walked over. "She's going to take another picture," I whispered. Damian leaned over the rail, laughing. "Ryan always said you where the photo kind of girl, then you took away who you faked and are yourself." "Change, it happens to everyone. You'll learn, it'll happen to you. 3 days." "I'll be 16, and you'll be 15." Age 1 year. I could live without it. The tour at The Statue of Liberty went by fast, and half of my camera was filled. We walked off of the boat with our mind set heading back to the theatre. I felt a slight discomfort knowing I may have to walk back on stage and sing. It was something that didn't seem like me. I knew I'm young and that this whole 10 days was just an experience but this one moment seemed outrageous. "What are you going to sing tonight?" Ryan asked when we reached the theatre. "I'll look through some of the CDs and tell you." I ran to the bus and pulled out all of the CDs I knew Sharon wouldn't mind me singing. I had sang "Feeling Good" last night and the crowd enjoyed it, but I didn't want to sing the same song over again. "Come Fly With Me," Damian whispered walking behind me. I grabbed the CD and walked to Sharon with my head strong. I had sung this song since I was a wee child, one of my favourite I had ever sung. I wasn't going to let a small thing stop me from one thing I did best. I laid in Ryan's dressing room, as everyone else got ready for the show. Everyone knew I has sung this one Sinatra song hundreds and hundreds of times. I didn't want to go out and mess up. We took the intermission more like a competition, what ever song had the highest reaction, sang in the next concert. 5 started in the whole thing: Ryan, Paul, Keith, Damian and I. Keith pulled out after seeing just how much of a reaction the 4 of us made. "You ready for tonight?" Sharon asked walking into the room. "How confident are you for this song?" "I'm not going to pull out, I'm going to stick with it until the end," I whispered with a smirk on my face. "I know what I'm doing. I don't feel confident as much as I should, but I think that's just my nerves getting to me." "Everyone else is doing their style of music, and songs they knew. You're choosing a good song, but how do you think the crowd will take it?" "I think they'll like it, even though it's a different crowd. I don't want to do a song I don't know, I'm pretty confident I won't mess up." "You do what you want to do. Tonight you have serious competition though since Keith pulled out." "That seriously felt like therapy right then, you don't even know," I laughed. Sharon gave me a quick hug and walked back out of the room. I peaked out of the door and saw the poster that was made. It read: "Intermission Master Challenge Winner receives trip to Disney World. Each night crowd favourites move on. One less every night." None of us had ever been to Disney World, and no matter what we all wanted to go. I quickly changed into the outfit I didn't even think I would preform in. Each outfit, one of the designers had choose out. I found myself wearing a white half cut baby doll shirt, mid length jean shorts and high top converse. "I can't believe this," I joked looking at myself in the mirror. "I've worn mismatched clothes when modelling but this is a bit insane." I walked out into the hall where everyone else was ready for the show to begin. Damian's mouth fell to the ground when I walked out. This show I didn't want to sit in the audience, nor did I want to do anything else. I sat in the light room, watching the show from there. 2 songs before intermission I ran down to the dressing room, not a wee bit nervous. "You're up first," Sharon reminded opening up the door. "Good luck." I took a bottle of water I randomly found with me backstage. I didn't want to do this but I wanted to. I watched as Damian, Ryan and Paul ran in front of me to get ready. Keith and George remained on stage. "Hello, so for the past 2 shows we've been having this little thing. You will be seeing 4 performances nobody may have seen by Damian, Paul, Ryan and one special lass," George announced. "First performance is by the lovely 14 year old, also Ryan's cousin, Jennie Kelly sining 'Come Fly With Me' by Frank Sinatra," Keith continued. The two walked off the stage as the lights dimmed. I walked up into the middle of the stage and looked into the crowd. The music began to play as the lights began to brightened.
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Post by celticbear on Aug 3, 2011 22:20:18 GMT -5
I love the whole singing contest between Jennie and the Lads! I want Jennie to win! The whole Statue of Liberty scenes where nice!
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