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Sarah Carerra Book 3 - Concerto in A-
By Megan Campbell
Chapter 32 - Repercussions
"Did you have to kiss George?" was the first thing Austin said to me as I
exited my room Monday morning.
"What?" I asked, confused. I hadn't kissed anyone.
"Yesterday," he explained. "As you were going to the awards show. You
kissed George. He won't shut up about it now."
"Oh," I replied, remembering the kiss I gave him as I passed. I tried to
stifle the giggle that came with the memory because of the look on Austin's
face, but I was unsuccessful.
"It's not funny!" he complained immediately. "He's telling everyone he
knows! It's annoying."
"I'm sorry," I told Austin and moved toward the kitchen for breakfast. "I
was just having a bit of fun. I didn't mean anything by it."
"Well you shouldn't have done it," he said seriously as I grabbed a bowl
and started pouring some cereal. "I'm going to have to listen to him tell
the story for weeks now!"
I was laughing again, which didn't help.
"Stop laughing!" he complained again. I tried to stop, honestly I did, but
it just didn't seem like that big of a deal to me.
Eventually I stood up, and without saying anything I walked into Sarah's
room and pulled a couple of pictures out of one of my albums before
returning to the kitchen. I placed the pictures on the table next to him
before sitting back down.
"That should take him down a peg or two," I told Austin.
He picked up the pictures and looked through them for a minute. Then an
evil grin spread across his face that had me laughing again.
"I didn't know you had these!" he finally exclaimed, pointing to the
pictures of Sarah and him on the midway at the Indiana State Fair. We had
spent the whole afternoon together. At the time I had been sad that I had
to wear the wig as we rode the rides, but now it seemed advantageous. The
one I knew would really help was the one where I was hugging him. It wasn't
a kiss, but the two of us were sitting in a roller coaster car while we
waited for the ride to start. I hadn't been able to help myself and posed
for the picture that either Cole or Mason had taken. They might be my
bodyguards, but they certainly came in handy when I needed a picture taken.
"Does that make up for the kiss?" I asked.
The gleam in his eye was the perfect answer.
---
I was in the school cafeteria with Emily as lunch period was ending. The
rest of my friends had already left to get ready for their next classes. I
was absently finishing my lunch while we talked, but most of my attention
was focused on my phone. I was looking at the current top selling singles,
and like most of the morning, 'Your Time Will Come' was sitting at the top
of the list!
The song was only my fourth single, but it had taken just 37 minutes from
the time it was released this morning until it hit the top of the list! I
knew that debuting the song in front of millions of viewers like I had
yesterday would likely increase its sales, but I wasn't prepared for such a
response!
I wasn't the only one who had debuted a song last night, but it was
apparent that I had already won the post-show sales contest. Each of the
other three debut songs were trailing my own.
"Have you seen this?" Emily asked, breaking my concentration on my phone.
"Seen what?" I asked while glancing over at her.
"This," she unhelpfully added while pointing to her phone. Then she handed
me the phone, which helped me to understand what she was asking about.
I stared at the screen for a moment in shock! I couldn't understand how
anyone could say such a thing! It didn't make any sense!
"Don't tell Ethan," escaped my mouth eventually.
"He's going to find out eventually," Emily replied. "It's all over the
news."
"How?" I asked. "How on earth could they think that Sarah and Xander are a
couple?"
"Well it says right here," Emily responded while taking her phone back. She
scrolled through the page for a bit before reading. "Both Sarah and her
long-time friend Xander Dailey were seen giving lovey-dovey looks at each
other last night. They were also seen holding hands on a number of
occasions."
"Yes, we held hands!" I exclaimed, but trying to keep quiet so nobody
around us would hear the conversation. "But it didn't mean anything, and I
never, ever gave him a 'lovey-dovey' look!"
"Well, whatever it was, the rumor is out there," Emily replied, and she had
an odd look on her face. I was sure she felt as distraught as I did about
this news. I didn't know how Ethan would take it. I knew he didn't have any
feelings for me. He had made that clear earlier in the summer. I thought he
was a great friend, and I'd had a lot of fun with him last night, but I
wasn't in love with him!
"This sucks," I told her. "I don't want rumors about Sarah to ruin my
friendship with him! Last night was so much fun, and I don't want it
spoiled!"
"It won't ruin your friendship," Emily told me. "I promise. Ethan is better
than that."
"I hope so," I said. "I really do."
---
There was nobody in front of the Olympic Records building when I pulled
into the parking lot after school. I smiled at the small reprieve, and
quickly parked, grabbed my guitar case, and headed inside before my luck
changed. I had previously thought that I would have this week off to enjoy
Thanksgiving with my family before I would start work on the Christmas
concert, but I was too much in demand for that.
Today I was going to be working with my band to finish and record the song
I was writing for the movie. I had initially named the song 'Fly Away',
referencing the wife's point of view when her husband goes off to work.
When I entered the large recording studio that had been set aside for my
use, I smiled immediately at all of the friendly faces that greeted me. It
had been about a month since my concert at my school, and I had only seen
my band members a couple of times at meetings about the Christmas concert
since then. This would be the first real work we would do together since
the end of the concert tour.
"Hi guys!" I quickly greeted them excitedly.
"Hi, Sarah," Sophie replied immediately and even gave me a friendly hug. I
had missed working with them, but I was starting to get excited once more
at the prospect. The other band members greeted me similarly, and I turned
my attention to the other two individuals in the room with us.
"I know I'm in good hands when you're behind the board," I told Scott, who
smiled back happily. "And Jennifer, it's nice to have you with us today," I
greeted Jennifer Rainier, the sound editor from the movie.
"I'm thrilled to be here," Jennifer replied. "I'm guessing that not many
people get to see you recording. I think it will be a nice experience."
"Sarah, show us what you've got," Scott said. It was just like him to get
us straight to business. After all, we had a lot of work to do.
"Okay," I said and placed my guitar case down and retrieved Sparkle from
inside. I pulled the strap over my head and then took a seat on the couch.
I saw Scott flip a few switches on the control panel, and I knew he was
recording this. "This song is about a superhero who leaves his wife and
heads out to save the world every day," I told the assembled crowd. "I call
it 'Fly Away'."
I started strumming my guitar immediately; playing the short chord that had
enamored Jennifer at our first meeting. I then repeated it a few times with
slight variations before I started singing the first verse. I sang about
how the wife felt when she watched her husband leave each morning. It
talked about the pride she felt for him, and how even if she didn't know
what he really did, she still believed he was saving the world.
When I started the chorus I sang about how the wife had fallen in love with
him the first time he left for work. But most importantly, it talked about
how she would always be waiting for him to return.
I was really proud of the song. It hadn't been written in my normal manner,
because the idea had been given to me by the movie producers instead of
coming from my own experiences. But I had still managed to create a piece
that accomplished everything I wanted it to. It was distinctly my song, but
hopefully it would give the movie producers what they wanted.
"That is fabulous!" Jennifer stated with glee when the song was over. "I
knew this was a good idea!"
"Thank you," I said while chuckling at her enthusiasm. The band was also
smiling with amusement.
"Although," Jennifer stated, and I instantly prepared myself for all the
revisions that she wanted. "Could we change the second verse slightly? If
we did I think we can get it to tie into the movie better."
"What did you have in mind?" I asked.
The next half hour was spent tweaking the song to her liking. I managed to
give her what she wanted without changing the song too much. In the end we
were both happy with the final product.
Jennifer remained as I worked with the band to add the other instruments
into the song. She was surprised at how much input I accepted from the band
during this process, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Each of the
members in my band was a specialist in instruments I didn't know how to
play, and they were instrumental in helping me create the sound I wanted.
Sometimes that meant changing my ideas of what I wanted out of my songs to
accommodate them and their ideas, but it always led to something better.
After we had finished and Jennifer had left, we were still talking and
catching up with each other.
"Are you guys doing anything fun for Thanksgiving?" I asked them.
"Just spending it with my family," Holly said, and the others voiced
similar plans.
"Well, I hope you all have a good time," I told them truthfully. "I'm
excited to get back into the studio and then prepare for another concert.
But I want you all to rest and relax this week."
"Oh, we will," Stacy stated before looking at the other guys in the band.
They all started laughing at some inside joke, or some plan that they had.
They didn't seem to want to share, though.
"I'll see you guys on Monday," I told the girls.
"It should be interesting," Holly stated, referring to the fact that we
would be in a recording studio with the entire Chorus from my school. I had
to agree with her. I had never been in a recording studio with that many
people, and I hoped that we could easily record the songs we'd be singing.
The band would be recording the music beforehand, leaving only the girls
and I to weather the chaos that Monday would likely bring.
"Oh!" I said remembering the other thing I wanted to talk to them about.
"What about the other thing we discussed?" I asked the two girls.
"I'm not opposed to it," Sophie said, and Holly nodded her head in
agreement. The two of them had begun practicing with the members of Chorus,
and that gave them a good idea of what the future would hold.
"Okay," I said. "She'll be here when we record. We can talk about it then."
"Alright, Sarah," Sophie replied. "Have a Happy Thanksgiving!"
"You too!" I replied, and then I waved as I left the studio, smiling.
---
I was nearly home when I passed a house I had never noticed before, but the
girl sitting out front caught my eye. I knew that Amber Hartfield lived
somewhere near me, but I didn't realize that she was basically down the
street. She was sitting on her porch, and I couldn't tell for sure, but it
looked like she had been crying.
Before I even realized what I was doing I had pulled my car over to the
curb. She looked up quizzically, and when she recognized me as I stepped
out of my car she looked almost like she was about to die. As I approached
I could see that she had been crying, and I knew that meeting Sarah under
those circumstances was not what she wanted to do.
"Amber, right?" I asked as I approached. "Amber Hartfield?"
"Yeah," she said, sniffling and trying to look like she hadn't been crying.
"Are you okay?" I asked her. She didn't look okay.
"No," she said and I could see the strain on her face that came with her
attempt to keep herself from bursting into tears again.
I nodded, and then I sat down next to her on the porch.
"Want to tell me about it?" I asked her next. "Perhaps I can help."
She turned and stared at me for a moment. I knew that she couldn't figure
out why I was there. She was at one of her lowest moments, and Sarah
Carerra had just pulled up to her house and sat down beside her!
"It's just," she started, but the dam broke and she started sobbing. I
placed my hand comfortingly on her arm, and that just caused her to sob
more. I let her continue. I allowed her to work out the emotions she had
been trying to hold in. I had been trying to figure out why Amber had such
hatred toward me at school when I had never done anything to her. I
suspected that it was more than just me that led to her behavior.
"It's okay," I told her a moment later. "I know how you feel. I've been in
some pretty bad places before. But whatever it is, things will get better.
I promise."
"When?!" she nearly screamed in frustration. "I can't take this anymore! My
whole life is falling apart!"
I sighed, not knowing how to help her. She had accused me, Megan, of
ruining her life at the Autumn Ball. I still didn't know how or why she
thought that.
"My mom and dad are getting a divorce!" she blurted out before I could say
anything. "It just isn't fair!"
"I'm sorry," I said. I couldn't imagine what I would be feeling if my
parents decided to get a divorce. The thought was almost inconceivable to
me. But I had to guess that I would probably be sitting on my porch crying
too. I placed my hand on her back and rubbed for a moment. The act seemed
to soothe her a bit, but she continued to cry.
"My boyfriend broke up with me," she continued a moment later. "He thinks
he has a chance with Megan Campbell of all people!" she complained. "She's
not even a real girl! How could he be in love with her?!"
I couldn't help but notice that as she claimed I wasn't a real girl that
she continued to use feminine pronouns to describe me. That gave me hope
that the changes I'd gone through weren't at the core of why she hated me;
they were just the excuse she used to pick on me.
"Don't get mad at me for saying this," I told Amber. "But Megan is a real
girl."
Her eyes widened as she remembered that Megan knew Sarah, and therefore
that Sarah knew Megan. Then she opened her mouth to counter-argue, but I
continued.
"I also know that she has no interest in your boyfriend, whoever he is," I
said. I realized that I didn't know who Amber was talking about. I hadn't
even known that she had a boyfriend, but I vowed right then that I would
never agree to a date or anything with him if he asked. For her sake.
Amber stared at me for a moment. I could see the hatred she had for Megan
in her eyes, and I knew that she was debating if the same hatred applied to
me. After all, we were supposed to be good friends.
"I'm sorry," Amber finally said. "I know you and Megan are friends. But you
don't know what she has done to me!"
"Then tell me," I told her.
"She..." Amber started, but then she paused to think for a moment. "She's
the prettiest girl in our whole P.E. class!" she finally exclaimed. "She is
like super in shape, she's always the center of attention, and everyone
always loves her! It's not fair! That used to be me!"
I was shocked by the vehemence in Amber's voice and by her viewpoint of my
life! I could now understand why she hated me so much, but it was all based
on false assumptions.
"Amber," I started, and she pulled away at the tone of my voice. I knew
that I sounded like someone who was going to argue with her, because I was.
"Not everyone loves Megan."
Amber snorted, not believing me for a moment.
"I'm telling you the truth," I continued. "Ask Johnny Crawford or Mark
Corbin, to name a few. I know for a fact that every single day that Megan
goes to school she gets evil looks from more than one person. Some of the
students don't believe that she's always been female. Some refuse to see
what is right in front of them."
"You're lying," Amber retorted. "Everyone adores her. Especially the
freshmen!"
"Well the freshmen weren't there at the end of last year," I shot back at
her. "They weren't there when she was beaten up by Jared Lumbart."
"She never got beat up!" Amber replied.
"Oh yes she did," I replied. "She had a bruise on her thigh for weeks from
where he kicked her after he threw her to the ground. If it hadn't been for
some other guy she could have been put in the hospital."
"That was last year," she said. "Now she is the queen of the school!"
I rolled my eyes. I don't know how Amber could believe that. I was far from
popular.
"Look, Amber," I told her. "I also know for a fact that Megan goes to
school every single day worried that somebody is going to bring up her
past. She goes worried that somebody else will try to finish what Jared
started. She and Jared seem to have come to a truce, but he has friends who
are still mad about Jared's suspensions. Every day, Amber. EVERY day."
I said the last bit with conviction, and it appeared that Amber finally
listened to me.
"I am not saying she is a saint," I continued. "Megan has her faults. But
believe me when I tell you that she doesn't want to be your enemy. She
isn't trying to ruin your life. No matter how you feel about her, you need
to realize that she has never intentionally hurt you."
Amber opened her mouth to retort, but closed it again before saying
anything. She seemed to be considering what I had said. I didn't know if it
would make a difference, but at least she was thinking about it.
"I'm sorry for what you are going through," I told her again. "I couldn't
imagine what it would be like if my parents decided to split, but I would
probably be out here crying too. But it isn't the end of the world. I
promise you that things will get better."
"How do you know?" she asked, hope in her eyes.
"I know, because I've seen it," I told her. "I wrote a whole song about it.
'Your Time Will Come' is all about how you need to look forward and find
the happy things to focus on."
"But that was about your brother," she argued. "This is different."
"No," I told her. "It isn't. The song may have been inspired by some of the
things my brother has gone through. But everyone I've talked to can relate
to the song: I can, my friends can, Megan can. And you can, Amber. You're
beautiful, you're smart, and you wield a lot of power at your school. Use
that power for good. Find ways to be happy. Yes, what you are going through
sucks, but you don't have to accept that. Use it to become stronger."
I looked into her eyes, and I could see some doubt in them. But I could
also see the determination that was starting to grow. She stared back, and
I knew that she would be okay. I knew that she was ready to grow.
"I have to go," I told her while standing up. "But I'll be in touch, okay?"
"Why?" she asked. "Why did you stop?"
"Because you looked like you could use a friend," I said, smiling.
She too smiled, and I walked back toward my car.
---
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