The Mystery of the Symbol by Jessica Sorensen

The Mystery of the Symbol by Jessica Sorensen

Author:Jessica Sorensen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jessica Sorensen


6

LYRIC

Ayden has been acting so strange since that kiss between us happened. Twitchy. Smiling less. And I have no idea how to act around him other than be super happy twenty-four seven, even after what I discovered about him tonight while searching around on the internet—an article about his past.

“Are you sure about this?” I ask Ayden as I stand in the middle of the room with my eyes closed. I have earplugs in my ears, a microphone in my hand, and my heart’s thudding like a jackhammer.

“Not really!” he shouts out. “But it doesn’t hurt to try it out!”

“True.” I dither, trying to decide if I want to do this.

Suddenly his fingers circle my wrists, and I feel his face dip toward my ear. “Relax. It’s just me and Sage in the room. Two people. That’s all.”

I nod as my fingers grasp the microphone. “Okay.”

“Okay, you’re ready to do this?”

I nod then fist bump the air. I hear him chuckle, but the sound gets lost as he moves away from me.

A heartbeat or two later, the music is cranked up. Lyrics by Flyleaf surround me and it’s perfect. I know for a fact that Ayden picked out this song, because he knows how much I love the band. The thought relaxes me for about two seconds until it’s time for me to sing then my voice locks up in my throat.

Crap. I’m so going to throw up.

My eyelids start to lift up as panic sets in, but warm fingers touch my wrists again.

“Relax!” Ayden shouts over the music. “I’ve got your back, dude.”

I snort a laugh then relax.

Calm. That’s all I feel.

I don’t know why, but I open my eyes.

My gaze meets Ayden’s grey eyes.

I think about the lyrics I wrote the other day.

My inspiration.

The stuff I dreamed about for years.

Friends or not, I’m using our kiss to my benefit.

I put the microphone up to my mouth.

Then I start to sing.

I sing like my life depends on it. Sing like I’ve always dreamed of doing. Sing as though my heart is going to burst if I don’t scream out every emotion through the lyrics.

I’ll admit, for the first thirty seconds or so, my voice is wobbly and off pitch. I start to grow concerned that maybe my life dream of singing is going to be a behind-closed-doors sort of thing. I pop the earplugs out, so I can hear myself. It helps. My voice gains stability. I unstiffen. Loosen up.

I begin dancing around the room, and Ayden laughs at me, his smile so bright his eyes crinkle around the corners. There’s something in his expression, something I’ve never seen before, and it causes the room to spin. So I spin with it, jumping up and down, belting out the lyrics until I finally let go and get really crazy.

But the time I’m done, I’m sweating, exhausted, and content.

“So, how’d I do?” I pant, moving the microphone away from my mouth.

Sage is staring at me with his arms crossed over his chest.



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