Chapter One; Take A Breath
The last note trailed out of my mouth with confidence. I put the mike down. This was it. I glanced over as Ryan placed his hand on my shoulder, and smiled slightly at him. He started blabbing about numbers to call and wishing me good luck, but I couldn't listen to him for some reason, maybe my brain wasn't working properly. That wouldn't be too unusual for me.
I flipped my hair over my shoulder. It was such a bad habit. I had always hated seeing watu mashuhuri flipping their hair over their shoulder whenever I watched television. Now I was one of them; those hair-flipping,...
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