14, The Performance

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Throughout that performances I noticed Alex talking to rian and Brendon. Probably catching up from when she left school which I thought was good. However my time had come so quick, it didn't feel like long until everyone was applauding the final students performance which was a cue for me that I was singing soon. For Alex.

I walked up onto the stage and breathed deeply, "Thank you everyone for attending tonight. I've loved my first year of teaching here and hope to have many more years here aswell!" as people were clapping at my statement I got one of the students to bring up Alex's guitar on the stage. I looked over to her as she frowned at me giving a confused look at the same time, all I could do was smirk.

"Now, someone very special to me is here tonight and I'm so glad she could make it." I put my microphone on a stand and picked up the guitar slinging it over me. "I'm going to do one last performance tonight, just for her. I sung this to you before as a dare by my stupid friends but now it means so much to me all I can think of is you" I could see Alex tearing up so I just got on with it and started playing the guitar.

My mental stability reaches its bitter end
And all my senses are coming unglued
Is there any cure for this disease someone called love
Not as long as there are girls like you

Everything she does questions my mental health
It makes me lose control
I wanna hurt myself

If anyone can hear me slap some sense into me
But you turn your head and I end up talking to myself
Anxiety has got me strung out and frustrated
So I loose my head or I bang it up against the wall

Sometimes I wonder if I should be left alone
And lock myself up in a padded room
I'd sit and spew my guts out to the open air
No one wants to hear a drunken fool

Everything she does questions my mental health
It makes me lose control
I just can't trust myself

If anyone can hear me slap some sense into me
But you turn your head and I end up talking to myself
Anxiety has got me strung out and frustrated
So I loose my head or I bang it up against the wall

I do not mind if this goes on
Cause now it seems I'm too far gone
I must admit I enjoy myself
Baby please keep taking me away

Everything she does questions my mental health
It makes me lose control
I just can't trust myself

If anyone can hear me slap some sense into me
But you turn your head and I end up talking to myself
Anxiety has got me strung out and frustrated
So I loose my head or I bang it up against the wall

Finishing the song, I sighed, looking up across the crowd, everyone was applauding me, smiling the whole time. Looking at Alex I catch her eyes as she wipes tears from them, I mouth the words come'ere to her, opening my arms for her.

I watch as she runs up onto the stage wrapped her arms round my waist, "I love you so much Mike." she whispers to me.

I plant a kiss on her head, "I love you too...Here's to another year, yeah?"

"Always." I place a hand on Alex's cheek as I plant my lips on hers, giving her a deep, loving kiss. The crowd cheered right the way through in reaction to this.

Breaking the kiss we both turned to walk off the stage hand in hand. It was only then that I looked to where the principal, Mr Wright, was sitting. He looked less than impressed and it was probably because he recognised Alex. "Babe. Think up an alibi for us starting to date 3 months ago and how you know me. Mr Wright is coming and will probably be more likely to question you than me."

"Shit. Okay. I can do that." she was looking down at out entwined hands, clearly doing some hard thinking.

Just as I look up I see him only about 10 feet from us walking over, a fake smile plastered in his face, "ah, Mr Pritchard, wonderful performance and the students did amazingly" can he not even try to sound legitimately impressed? "would it be possible to speak to you and Alex privately?"

"thank you. Yes, certainly you can" I spoke nicely as I put the guitar on a stand. "how about in my room? I need to get some things from there anyway and it's only a couple doors down."

"Yes, that sounds good." Mr Wright of course took lead in taking us to my classroom. I held Alex's hand and felt her squeezing tightly, I could tell she was nervous, so was I but I was managing to keep my composure.

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I USED 80 BECAUSE IT'S ONE OF MY FAVOURITE GREEN DAY SONGS AND IT REALLY REMINDS ME OF THE WAY THAT MIKE FEELS ABOUT ALEX IN THIS FIC

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