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Authors: Ella Jade Michelle Hughes Christa Cervone Ranae Rose Red Phoenix Nina Pierce Malia Mallory Kate Dawes Adriana Hunter Vi Keeland, Summer Daniels
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distraction?”
“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed yourself with him. If you’re done, can I have him now?” Sienna teased.
A quiet day on the beach was just what I needed. We soaked up the sun, went for a swim, drank pina coladas and read trashy magazines together. It was girl heaven. By early afternoon the sun was scorching and Sienna decided that we needed to go shopping for our show that night. We hopped on the hotel shuttle bus and headed to the downtown shopping district that rivaled most big cities.
As was our tradition since sixth grade and we were allowed to go to the mall ourselves, we spent the first hour of our shopping excursion picking out outfits for the other to try on. I always found frumpy things for her to try on and she always made me try on the sluttiest dresses she could find. We wandered in and out of stores, our arms linked, and smiling, as we got lost in our own little world.
We eventually settled on coordinating outfits. We didn’t match our outfits when we performed together, but we always coordinated something between what we wore. Sometimes it was a similar color, or a similar style. This time we found a coordinating flower and skirt length. I picked out a simple white strapless dress that hugged my curves. It was short, but not too short where I would be giving the front row a private show if the stage were more than a foot off the ground. Sienna picked out a black tank dress, with a dozen chains around the waist that hung as a belt around her hips. We bought two large hot pink flowers to put into our hair and tie our outfits together. The flowers gave us an island look.
We worked up a set list with the band that was half their regular songs and half our picks. The crowd was light at first, but the party started early for a vacation schedule. By ten thirty the crowd was big and we were getting lost in our performance. We took a break and had some water and then our first song back was one of our own originals. It was a ballad where I sang the lead and Sienna joined in on the chorus. We wrote the song in our senior year in high school, when things seemed much simpler. Missing Half was about a couple that meets and falls in love, and then realizes that they were each other’s missing halves. I closed my eyes as I sang it and let the emotion of the words wash over me.
When the last note played, I felt drained and opened my eyes to a huge applause from the crowd. I smiled and looked around, spotting Jack leaning against the corner of a doorway staring at me. My heart skipped a beat when our eyes locked. Everyone else seemed to be applauding or smiling, but he was just standing there watching me with a serious look on his face and a drink in his hand. I directed a small smile at him and tilted my head in question toward him. He held up his drink in cheers and I watched as he drank the full glass empty.
Sienna knocked me out of my monetary haze. “Hey, that was incredible, Syd. We should do a cover song now to bring the crowd into the show. Something they know so they can join in.”
I nodded and we picked an upbeat song that was popular with the drunken singalong crowds. Sienna and I took turns singing to each other and harmonized at the chorus to the song. When it was Sienna’s turn to sign I scanned the crowd, looking for Jack, but he was gone. I tried not to let it upset me that he had disappeared as fast as he came, but I couldn’t help but look for him the rest of the night.
We sang our last song some time after midnight and the house band continued to play. Sienna was on a high from the show and, although I’d had a great time, I was still a little disappointed that Jack hadn’t stayed. Sienna ordered our usual post-show shots and a crowd gathered around us to tell us how much they’d enjoyed the show. A couple recognized Sienna from her days with the band and they bought our second round. Two handsome men complimented me on the show and asked if they could buy us our next
“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed yourself with him. If you’re done, can I have him now?” Sienna teased.
A quiet day on the beach was just what I needed. We soaked up the sun, went for a swim, drank pina coladas and read trashy magazines together. It was girl heaven. By early afternoon the sun was scorching and Sienna decided that we needed to go shopping for our show that night. We hopped on the hotel shuttle bus and headed to the downtown shopping district that rivaled most big cities.
As was our tradition since sixth grade and we were allowed to go to the mall ourselves, we spent the first hour of our shopping excursion picking out outfits for the other to try on. I always found frumpy things for her to try on and she always made me try on the sluttiest dresses she could find. We wandered in and out of stores, our arms linked, and smiling, as we got lost in our own little world.
We eventually settled on coordinating outfits. We didn’t match our outfits when we performed together, but we always coordinated something between what we wore. Sometimes it was a similar color, or a similar style. This time we found a coordinating flower and skirt length. I picked out a simple white strapless dress that hugged my curves. It was short, but not too short where I would be giving the front row a private show if the stage were more than a foot off the ground. Sienna picked out a black tank dress, with a dozen chains around the waist that hung as a belt around her hips. We bought two large hot pink flowers to put into our hair and tie our outfits together. The flowers gave us an island look.
We worked up a set list with the band that was half their regular songs and half our picks. The crowd was light at first, but the party started early for a vacation schedule. By ten thirty the crowd was big and we were getting lost in our performance. We took a break and had some water and then our first song back was one of our own originals. It was a ballad where I sang the lead and Sienna joined in on the chorus. We wrote the song in our senior year in high school, when things seemed much simpler. Missing Half was about a couple that meets and falls in love, and then realizes that they were each other’s missing halves. I closed my eyes as I sang it and let the emotion of the words wash over me.
When the last note played, I felt drained and opened my eyes to a huge applause from the crowd. I smiled and looked around, spotting Jack leaning against the corner of a doorway staring at me. My heart skipped a beat when our eyes locked. Everyone else seemed to be applauding or smiling, but he was just standing there watching me with a serious look on his face and a drink in his hand. I directed a small smile at him and tilted my head in question toward him. He held up his drink in cheers and I watched as he drank the full glass empty.
Sienna knocked me out of my monetary haze. “Hey, that was incredible, Syd. We should do a cover song now to bring the crowd into the show. Something they know so they can join in.”
I nodded and we picked an upbeat song that was popular with the drunken singalong crowds. Sienna and I took turns singing to each other and harmonized at the chorus to the song. When it was Sienna’s turn to sign I scanned the crowd, looking for Jack, but he was gone. I tried not to let it upset me that he had disappeared as fast as he came, but I couldn’t help but look for him the rest of the night.
We sang our last song some time after midnight and the house band continued to play. Sienna was on a high from the show and, although I’d had a great time, I was still a little disappointed that Jack hadn’t stayed. Sienna ordered our usual post-show shots and a crowd gathered around us to tell us how much they’d enjoyed the show. A couple recognized Sienna from her days with the band and they bought our second round. Two handsome men complimented me on the show and asked if they could buy us our next
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