Sorry I've left it so late since I last updated but I've got a load of college work and in between doing that I've been ill so there hasn't been time to upload which sucks!
But, hey ho, here's the next chapter. Hope you like it even though I wrote most of it through being ill so it's probably not very good. I might edit it at a later date but for now, here it is :)
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Music and Mates: Chapter Nine.
I was panicking. Breathing deeply, I tired to contain the nerves that threatened to spill over. I needed to keep calm. Deano and Jazz were smiling and joking around, trying to keep the atmosphere light and friendly as the rest of us fussed and panicked over the club. Trying to keep a cool exterior, I drank deeply from my bottle of water before walking to the toilets to check I looked Ok for the one hundredth time. People would think I had serious bladder problems from the amount of time I had gone in to the toilets to scrutinize my appearance.
Walking over to the mirrors, I looked at myself curiously, checking myself for any imperfections. My make up was a little more daring tonight than it had been any other night. I had a thick layer of foundation on but the colour was the same as my skin so it looked like I was wearing none. I had managed to apply it to my eye and now the bruising was hidden. I had mascara on and I had even attempted to put on some eye liner, although personally I thought I looked stupid, but Mia, one of the bar staff, had complimented it and forced me to keep it on. My hair was curled, small, loose ringlets flowing around my face. I was wearing a simple light green dress with a black belt round the middle, some leggings and my black ankle boots.
Even though many people had complimented me, I was still nervous and unsure of how I looked, not sure if I had dressed up enough. With a sigh, I practised my smile quickly before leaving the bathroom, checking ym watch to find it was nearly time for the club to open. The representatives were not going to make themseleves known to us, they would be in casual clothing and would be marking us in their heads. They would not be obvious, just blend in with the crowd so that they were not treated better than any one else. I could see their logic and thought it was a good idea, but it didn't help us when we were trying to impress them.
Deano spotted me walking towards him and smiled, wrapping his arm around my shoulders as I reaches him. "Nervous?" he asked and I nodded, pouting slightly.
"I'm just scared I'll be the one that lets us down" I mumbled and he sighed, raising an eyebrow at me.
"Amelia, how many times do I have to tell you that you're not going to mess this up? You'll be fine" he told me and I shrugged.
"You can tell me as many times as you like but it won't make a different. I'm still going to be nervous" I replied and he laughed.
"You're too stubborn for your own good" he laughed and I smiled.
Daniel walked into the club and everyone went silent, looking towards him as we silently begged him to tell us what to do. He cleared his throat, smiling at us before stepping towards us once more. "Well guys, this is it" he started, smiling warmly, pride in his eyes as he spoke. "I can't tell you how proud I am of you for all the hard work you've put in in the last couple of days. I am very thankful and think you deserve to be recognised for that. Anyway, I just wanted to wish everyone good luck tonight, not that you'll need it because I know you'll perform brilliantly. Don't be nervous, the rep's will see how amazing you guys are"
He finished his speech and we all clapped, a few cheering as Daniel took a little bow, laughing with the rest of us. Even though he hadn't said much, the faith he had displayed in us was enough to make everyone feel at ease. Deano smiled at me and I cheered along, clapping before taking my place at the DJ booth. I played a couple of songs while everyone was setting up, trying to keep the mood light and happy like Daniel had done with his speech.
"Right guys, we're opening the doors!" Daniel shouted and everyone cheered, the bar staff rushing behind the bar while the rest got in to their positions, all of us ready for what was about to come. Starting my set, I ripped into my mixes, creating a fun atmosphere. I put my heart and soul into the set, everyone on their feet dancing while I mixed and shouted down the microphone, getting an amazing response from the crowd as their danced and sang along to the songs.