Lance Collins is a teenage violinist attending Weyral High School, and, being so famous, many girls there are in love with him. Lance, however, doesn't have any interest in girls and is too engrossed with music to care about romantic relationships...
Reposted! I just added some scenes in this chapter. Nothing major. Feel free to reread it, though. Enjoy!
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"And now my life has changed in oh so many ways My independence seems to vanish in the haze But every now and then I feel so insecure I know that I just need you like I've never done before." -Help by The Beatles
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Chapter 27: Love's Greeting
| LANCE |
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"There, happy?" Midgetzie said on the other end of the screen after I read the tweets that she recently posted. We continued our Skype session when I arrived home, but I was now using my real Skype account and not the dummy one anymore.
"Thank you for fulfilling my request..." I faltered, remembering what she'd told me before going home. "Kenzie."
There was a moment of silence before she said, "You calling me by my nickname still feels weird."
"You'd better get used to it, then. Er, no one calls you 'Mac'?"
"Nah. Don't like it; reminds me of that famous hamburger. Anyway, why do you want to remain anonymous, again?" Kenzie was giving me a teasing look.
Letting out a frustrated sigh, I said, "Your fanboys will surely murder me if they found out I was the one who had a video call with you. And that it will create rumors around the world. You do not want that to happen, do you? 'Sides, that bidding took half of my allowance for this year." I stuck out my tongue at her. But I didn't regret it one bit; everything was worth it, because it was like killing two birds with one stone: I got to help the foundation and became friends with Kenzie again.
"Hmm, you have a point there...though I do want to see you get slaughtered by my fanboys. It'll be a sight to see." Then Kenzie cackled.
I shot her an annoyed look, then glanced at the time on my laptop; it was almost midnight. "Well, I'd better go to sleep now. We'll continue with our piano lessons tomorrow after lunch at my house. Good night."
