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--suprise--

Ignoring his following questions about the song, I payed attention to the stage. They were on the eighth contestant. The guy looked very nervous, and as I glanced at the front of the audience, I knew why. A particularly fancy dressed man with large curled goat horns stood, back facing me.

Schlatt. I studied him, taking in every feature I could, committing it to memory. Apparently, he knew someone was staring at him, because he turned around immediately locking eyes with me. And I froze.

He was handsome, everybody knew that. But with his icy blue eyes staring at me with such an intense look, he was gorgeous. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I ripped my eyes away, awkwardly avoiding looking at him. But I could still feel his eyes boring holes into me.

I whispered to Tubbo, "Hey, we should head backstage and get ready." He nodded, and we both slipped away from the crowd. I could still feel his eyes. They followed me until I went completely backstage.

Taking a deep breath in, I took off my sweater and wrapped it around my waist, leaving me in my white button up. Taking my beanie from beside my guitar, I pulled it over my curls. I rolled up my sleeves, and stood up, stretching.

"Hey Will, now will you tell me what song your gonna play?"

"Nope."

He glared at me in silence, pouting. The guy on stage finished, and I even applauded. He had preformed with a xylophone, and actually made a beautiful melody. Which took skill, I learned from past experiences.

The announcer strutted back up onstage, and wished the guy luck. "And now for the next contestant! Will you all please welcome to the stage, well, Will!" The laughed at his unintentional joke. I turned to Tubbo, and winked, saying"This is for you."

Taking a deep breath once again, I walked out onstage with a confident smile even though I felt the complete opposite. Guitar in hand, I strummed the strings, as the audience quieted down.

"Life isn't quite what I thought I'd be
When I was a kid on VoIP
I thought when I get older
I'd marry her, I told her"

It was the same song Tubbo had adored, the first one I'd played since coming to Manburg. Not even lying, it was one of my favorites. I continued the lyrics.

"If I could change a single thing
I'd make it me and not him"

Deep breath.

"He's in your bed, I'm in your Twitch chat
I've got the key and he's just a doormat"

This was the song that I knew best.

"Your new boyfriend's an asshole"

I let out a whoop at the end of that verse. Taking a swift glance at the crowd, I almost stumbled my words as I saw Schlatt staring at me with the same bloody cold look. It took everything in me to avoid eye contact.

"You hit it off instantly
I know, 'cause you won't stop telling me
I've seen his jawline, shoulders, and muscles
Push against his fashion sense
I've thought about what he looks like nude
I'm not gay, though"

Some of the crowd laughed at that. One person even yelled, "Are you sure about that?" I almost started laughing at that. I smiled at the audience, strumming the guitar.

"Oh, she's living the dream
From back when we were 17
How on earth could I be saved?
When I'm one click away from insane
I just think that I deserve
A little bit of what I earned"

The song slowed here before continuing into the chorus again. "But he's in your bed, and I'm in your Twitch chat
I've got the key and he's just a doormat
'Cause even though he's got social skills
That doesn't mean I can't pay the bills"

As the chorus ended, I approached the last bit of the song as we gradually slowed again.

"I think about you every day (every day)
So how on earth can I be saved? (Can I be saved?)
I think about him a lot as well (I think about him)
Maybe if he wasn't fine as hell (he's really fine as hell)"

People snickered.

"'Cause you're beauty
And you're grace (and you're grace)
Your telephone calls are my favourite place
And I want you to notice me
With no restraining order, please (Jason Derulo)
I want you to care
I want to smell your hair"

I stopped and bowed, as the crowd erupted into cheers again. Only one more person was to preform before the king came to a conclusion. Walking backstage, I immediately got knocked to the floor as a small weight slammed into me.

Tubbo had his arms wrapped around me in a tight hug. "You, Will, are the coolest guy I've ever met." I chuckled at him and patted his head.

"Suprise."