Here we are Tricia!
With 3 minutes to spare!
Hope you love it dear. :)
Gift Of A Friend:
Sometimes You think You'll Be Find by Yourself
Cause a Dream is a Wish You Make all alone
Its Easy to Feel Like You Dont Need Help
But Its Harder To Walk On Your Own
“Come on Tricia! I want to get tickets now!” My little sister, Rachel, squealed, pushing me to walk faster even though we were already practically running.
“Good Lord, Rach, slow down.” I panted, trying to catch my breath while in a full on run.
“We can’t!” She practically screamed back, gripping a death hold on my wrist forbidding me to get any slower. I didn’t even know where we were, some random, deserted hallway in this huge venue. There was a concert tonight, and for her birthday I’d gotten Rachel tickets. They weren’t very good, but she was only 7, so she could care less where we sat. Personally I had no preference for the Jonas Brothers, their music was good, and they had amazing values, setting great examples for kids, but that’s it. No stupid fan girl obsession. Though every once in a while when Rachel was at a friend’s I’d borrow her cd’s to listen. They interested me. Rachel just kept yelling to me as we ran. “There’s a dance contest to win meet and greet tickets, and you just have to enter it!” That’s when I put my foot down, literally. I slammed my feet on the pavement, causing Rachel to fall and jerk me down with her.
“God Rach!” I said, slowly trying to get up. All of the sudden a random hand stretched out to me.
“Are you alright there?” A deep, soft voice asked. I looked up to see an amazing pair of eyes looking at me concerned. I nodded, words seeming impossible as I looked at him. He was gorgeous.
“Well thank you.” He said, laughing. I mentally kicked myself as my cheeks burned crimson.
“Did I just say that out loud?” I asked, embarrassed. He just nodded, still laughing. When I heard a small moan come from the floor I remembered Rachel. “Rach, babe, are you alright?” Rachel looked up at me with tears in her eyes and shook her head. Then I saw the blood, a small cut on her arm from the fall.
“Oh my gosh, Rach, I don’t have a bandaid.” I told her, and the wailing came. She thinks a bandaid is the most powerful thing on earth, and she won’t get better without it.
“I think I can help.” The gorgeous stranger said from behind me, I’d forgotten he was there. Rachel just stared as he went up to her, holding out his arms. She nodded, eyes wide, and he hoisted her up as if she weighed nothing. Rachel never took to strangers, what was so different about him?
“Taking her to first aid,” He said, and I walked beside him, Rachel cradled against his chest, her small chubby fingers clutching his shirt like he was God himself. “By the way, you’re pretty gorgeous as well.” He said to me, and I looked at my shoes, grinning like an idiot.
You'll Change Inside when You Realize
The World Comes To Life and Everything’s bright
From Beginning To End
When You Have a Friend by Your Side
That Helps You To Find the Beauty You Are
When You Open Your Heart and Believe in
The Gift of a Friend
“I’m Tricia,” I said, my cheeks still pink.
“Joe,” he said smiling, shaking my hand the best he could while holding Rach. We talked as we walked, and I found myself growing comfortable with this complete stranger, which was strange. I’m not one for making friends easily, literally I have one, whom I’ve known my whole life. It was just strange Joe and I would get along so well. He led us through a couple hallways and finally into a room with a lot of clothes and a table. “And here we are, Tricia and Rachel.” He said, carefully sitting Rachel down on the table. He picked up a first aid kit off the floor, and I smiled as he opened it. “Now Rachel, what is your favorite color?” he said, taking an alcohol wipe and cleaning off her cut.
“Purple.” She said, still staring at him with wide eyes. “What’s yours?” He laughed, pulling out a bandaid.
“Mine’s purple too!” he said excitedly, and I couldn’t help but smile. He was great with her, not many people were good with kids, and I have to admit I was excited about that. I loved kids. Maybe we could be friends, but that thought was thrown as soon as I thought it. I’m the last person this very attractive person would want to be friends with.
“There we are,” he said, lifting Rachel off the table and onto the floor. She immediately took his hand, and I laughed. He just smiled at her, then looked up at me, our eyes meeting. How did he do that? Make me feel so…so…comfortable. And happy. It was just all too weird to me.
Someone Who knows When Your Lost and Your Scared
There through The Highs and The Lows
Someone You Can Count On, Someone Who Cares
Besides You Where Ever You Go
“So where are you ladies from?” Joe asked, still staring into my eyes, and I couldn’t help but feel safe. He was…just wonderful.
“Austin!” Rachel squealed, tearing Joe’s eyes from mine to look down to her. “Tricia drove like a bazillion miles to get here!” He laughed.
“Must’ve been quite a journey.” He said, “Where to ladies?” I bit my lip, I didn’t want to leave him so soon, and to tell the truth I had no idea where to go.
“Tricia’s going to dance to try and win backstage passes!” Rachel piped up, and I glared at her.
“Really? That’s awesome..” Joe started, but I cut him off, just looking at Rachel as I spoke.
“No.” I said icily, “I am not going to dance.” Rachel shrunk back into Joe, and as I realized what I’d just said to him, I looked up, embarrassed. He was just watching me in worry. I crossed my arms over my chest, uncomfortable with his caring eyes on me, wondering. “Sorry,” I said absentmindedly, taking Rachel’s hand and pulling her away, “But, yeah, I don’t really dance, and we don’t want Rach to miss the Jonas Brothers, yeah, so bye.” And we walked away, leaving him standing there, just staring at us. Rachel started to whine and tried to make me go back, but I just shook my head and pulled her. I looked back at him, just once, and his eyes immediately locked with mine. I couldn’t take the concern there, the emotions in his eyes were too much, and I turned away.
I couldn’t do it. No. I was right, I wouldn’t get to know him, friendship just wouldn’t work. I was better off without friends anyway. I blocked out all of Rachel’s desperate attempts to turn around and finally we reached our seats. The venue was packed, and before I knew it, the show began. I was mad at Rachel for bringing up the one thing I wish I could keep private, the one thing I didn’t want out in the open. At all. Not even to me. I tried my best to push thoughts of that and Joe out of my head, and once the opening act was through, it was mostly forgotten. And time for the Jonas Brothers. This would be fun, I would forget my worries and just have fun with Rachel. I would be fine. And when the Jonas Brothers rose up from the middle of the stage, I just stared in shock, all noise muted around me. Joe.
You'll Change Inside when You Realize
The World Comes To Life and Everything’s bright
From Beginning To End
When You Have a Friend by Your Side
That Helps You To Find the Beauty You Are
When You Open Your Heart and Believe in
The Gift of a Friend
Joe was…a Jonas Brother. There he was, on stage, belting his heart out with that deep, soft, beautiful voice. I didn’t know what to do….but this can work. He’s famous, much too occupied to remember me, and we won’t have to be friends. And I’ll never have to see him again. I’ll be fine. This can work, I can be done with him, and no more worrying. I expected to feel relief, being done with him in my head…but it wasn’t there. I was just sad. What was wrong with me?
Then it happened.
“Now everyone,” Joe said into the microphone, “I know we don’t usually do this anymore, but I’d like to invite a few girls up on the stage.” The crowd went ballistic, and I was glad, he’d pick another girl, and they could be friends. I was fine on my own. Rachel was just as hyper as the other girls, and I smiled at her.
“Could you ladies do me a favor and find Tricia and Rachel in the crowd?” I froze on the spot, what was he doing? Rachel just started to jump and scream, telling the security guard a couple of rows down that it was us. I showed him my ID, unwillingly, but I couldn’t let Rach down, and he led us to the stage. I was afraid to look at Joe as we walked up the stairs, but Rachel just ran right to him and hugged him. He laughed and sat her on a stool beside Nick, which meant….oh no. I wouldn’t look at him as he walked up to me, but I saw that smile and melted. What was it about him that made me feel so….so safe. I didn’t know, but when he wrapped him arms around me in a hug, I didn’t care. He was perfect.
And When Your Hope Crashes Down
Shattering To The Ground
And You Feel All Alone
When You Dont Know Which Way To Go
And There's No Signs Leading You Home
You're Not Alone
Joe sat me on the stool in the middle of the stage, but I still wouldn’t look him in the eye, I couldn’t. He would see everything. I prayed that this song would be a fast one…but as Nick started to play the piano, I knew it wasn’t.
“Hello beautiful. How’s it going? I hear it’s wonderful in Texas.” Joes sang to me, and when he took my hand in his and finally looked into my eyes, I couldn’t take it. And everything in my past that I’d been trying to block out came back to me.
Dancing. All I ever wanted to do. My best friend. Sarah. Dancing with me. We were inseperable. Always together. So many friends, but the rest of them didn’t matter as long as we were together. One recital. I was driving. We listened to the Jonas Brothers. There was a red light. I didn’t see it. Everything was a blurr from there, sirens, the hospital, and when I woke up in that cold white room. Sarah was dead. It was my fault. Because of dancing. All because of me.
As the tears welled up into my eyes, Joe just watched me, an unidentifiable look in his eyes. When he let go of my hand I couldn’t take it, I burst into tears. I ran off the stage, pulling Rachel with me, blindly running through the sea of fans. I just ran, hallway through hallway, until I had no idea where we were. I set Rachel down and sunk to the floor, sobbed wracking through my body.
I don’t know how long I was there, but suddenly I felt two strong arms wrap around me, holding me close to his chest.
“It’s going to be alright.” Joe whispered, “I’m here.” I pushed him off of me.
“No,” I practically yelled, “Don’t you get it? I can’t be your friend. I’m not good for people. You shouldn’t even want me. It’s my fault that she’s dead, and I can’t, I can’t stand someone else leaving me when I could stop it. I can’t have friends, I..I just can’t.” Joe just watched me, and then I recognized that emotion I couldn’t name. Love.
“I would never leave you.” He said, wrapping his arms around me. “I want to be your friend, whether you like it or not.” I just looked up at him, in wonder. He smiled down at me, and picked me up off the floor.
“Now, I have a song to finish.” He said, taking mine and Rachel’s hand and walking towards the stage. I smiled at him. Maybe….maybe it would be okay.
You'll Change Inside when You Realize
The World Comes To Life and Everything’s bright
From Beginning To End
When You Have a Friend by Your Side
That Helps You To Find the Beauty You Are
When You Open Your Heart and Believe in
The Gift of a Friend
-J<3
