ALRIGHT, finally, new chapter. Haha, unfortunately, for all of you Learning To Fall readers, that means none of that tonight... you'll have to wait until tomorrow, guys, sorry. Anyway, I'm pretty happy with the way this chapter turned out, I hope you like it. And, if you feel the need, you can ignored the name Sam, and pretend it's you. Without further ado:
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Chapter 6
Never in her life had Sam heard shrieking like the kind she felt reverberating through the arena. The lights dimmed, causing her to shiver with excitement. She’d been to more Jonas shows than she could count on her fingers and toes, but this was the first show with someone opening for them, they were headlining their own tour. She squinted her eyes, attempting to make out the figures now rising through the stage floor, Nick on the left, Joe straight in front of her, and Kevin on the right, all decked out in their gold and black garb. Nothing could stop her from screaming “I LOVE YOU!!” at this moment and she did just that.
They performed song after song, with just as much energy as ever, occasionally reaching down to touch the hands of those in the first few rows. There was no way she was going to sit, and she didn’t. Instead, the whole show kept her on her feet jumping and singing at an ear-shattering volume, following word for word the songs she knew best. Only after Australia did she notice anything that made her stop and think for a minute.
All three boys had traded in their electric guitars for their acoustics and were heading up the two ramps onto the higher stage, that is, except for Joe.
“Hey guys,” he began, looking out onto the crowd. His comment was answered with ear-piercing shrieks, “so, we don’t do this very often any more, but I want to invite someone up on the stage for this song.”
More screams, including Sam, who, for the moment, was ignorant of Joe’s constant glances at her.
“Samantha,” he started, looking straight down at her, her look of shock made her almost recognizable, and in seconds, the two camera men shooting for the giant television screens in the arena had turned their cameras on her, “can you please come up here?”
She couldn’t move, this sudden invitation was all too much to handle. Instead, she stood there, just staring at Joe, an obnoxious grin forming on her face.
He reached his hand down, and with the help of Big Rob, whose job was prying the other girls in the row off of her, managed to pull the shaking Samantha up onto the stage. “So, this is Sam,” his comment was greeted with both screams and a bit of loud booing, but Sam didn’t care, she was far to absorbed in the moment, “and today I had the crazy experience of being stuck in a closet with her.” He smiled, looking her straight in the eyes, a move that only added to her unsteadiness, “and I know...” he continued, “that that must have been absolutely awful,” he laughed, more screams in reply, “so as an apology for the torture, this song will be to you.”
It was at this instant, that all shock Sam had been feeling left her and was now replaced by the fan girl within, jumping up and down she hugged Joe, an action that only created more boos from the impatient audience. Taking her hand, Joe led her up the ramp and she sat down, wedged in between him and Nick, who smiled and nodded.
“5, 6, 7…” Nick counted off, and in unison both he and Kevin began strumming the guitars in perfect harmony for Hello Beautiful.
As Nick began to sing, Samantha’s attention was forced off of him by Joe who had wrapped his arm around her shoulder and began rocking. Sam closed her eyes, attempting to ignore the boo’s that continued in the audience, she could only hear most of the girls singing along, word for word as Joe began the chorus, “But tonight, I’m gonna fly…”
“Yeah, tonight...” Sam began singing along, completely engrossed in the moment. She found that every time Nick began to sing, microphone down, Joe sang “hello beautiful” to her, his hand tapping her shoulder, each time sending electrical shocks through her. A giggle managed to escape her when, while doing just this, Joe forgot for a minute to sing the chorus and Nick had to pitch in.
All too quickly, the song ended and Sam was left to mouth a quick “thank you,” to the brothers, at which she got a “you’re welcome” and a smile back from Joe. Being led off the stage by Big Rob, she realized that he wasn’t helping her off in the front, but that instead, she would have to walk from backstage, and then around to her front row seat.
As if reading her mind, Big Rob spoke, “the boys wanna see you after the show,” he began, passing the message to her in the privacy of the backstage changing area, “Joe, actually,” he rolled his eyes, “had to avoid telling you that in front of the audience,” he added, and with that pointed her to the door that would lead back out to the seats.
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The endings a tad abrupt, but I think it fits. ;] Comments, por favor!
