Page 24 of Knot My Band: Part One
I flash him a grin, refusing to let his mood dampen mine. “Worried about me, Dax? How sweet.”
Dax grunts, and Chase pulls me to his side. “We want you safe.”
We stand there and watch The Storm perform. They’re incredible with high energy and girl power, making me wish I was a part of them. The set ends, and I hug each of them as they come off the stage.
“You were amazing!” I tell them.
Their genuine joy makes me so grateful I picked them. This means so much to them.
“Thanks, Oli! Kick ass out there!” Their lead singer, Hailey, tells me.
“Time for you all to go on,” someone comes over and says, interrupting us.
The guys seem hesitant to separate but I need to go below the stage for my entrance. Aiden squeezes my shoulder, Chase drops a kiss on my cheek, and Jack looks me in the eye and says, “See you out there. Stay safe.”
“Always.”
They move as one entity towards the stage, the cheers growing louder.
The lift brings me up, and I step into the blaze of lights, the room’s energy wrapping around me like a second skin.
I step into the spotlight, the roar of approval from the crowd fueling my soul. They chant my name.
“Are you ready, Denver?”I shout.
The screams are deafening in response. We move into our first song, one of mine about getting revenge that the fans love. It comes from personal experience with my ex, Daniel.
The music binds The Edge and me as we play song after song, the magnetic pull of our performance drawing us all closer.
“Chase Sullivan, everyone!”
Chase plays a solo on the drums between songs as a sip of water trickles down my throat, refreshing me.
“This next song is one of The Edge’s. Let’s hope I can do it justice,” I say before moving into one of their darker songs.
The crowd loses some enthusiasm, but I keep putting energy in, hoping to excite them.
I know I need to do something to turn this around. As the lead singer, it’s my job to ensure the crowd is having fun, and I won’t let the band down by losing the fans during their songs.
My mind races with what to do.
Once the song ends, I hear Dax and Chase start up the next one, but I signal them to hold.
Dax looks pissed, and Chase is curious, but they listen to me and keep repeating the first cords.
“Now, Denver, I know you can do better than this!”
They cheer.
“I have a confession. The Edge was one of my absolute favorite bands before this tour, and I was quite a fan girl about getting to perform with them. So, who else here is like me and wants to scream for The Edge?” I shout the end into the microphone.
The fans go wild this time, as I knew they would. If they like me, they’ll want to support what I like. I’m lucky my fans feel that way and are so loyal.
I turn around and walk back towards the band, getting closer to them before nodding to start the next song.
Aiden smiles wide at me, Jack looks proud, and Chase is mesmerized.
Dax is, of course, still scowling.
