Love Notes
“Who could have done that?”
“I don’t know... James?”
Lucy gave Abigail a strange look.
“Why are you looking at me like that? I just said the first name that came to my mind.”
Lucy widened her eyes.
“Oooh! Do we have a likey?”
“No, I just-“
“Aw, yeah! You like James! Ha-ha!”
“Lucy, come on... stop it.”
Lucy blew a raspberry at Abigail. Abigail shoved Lucy’s head away from her own and turned away.”Oh, c’mon, Abby! You are better at solving mysteries than I am! Please?”
“Fine! But you have to promise to come to the café tonight.”
Lucy made another face.
“Then I’m not helping you with it.”
“Alright... I’ll go...”
Abby jumped and hugged Lucy.
“Thanks, Lu! I’ve been looking forward to the day you would come. You have a really nice voice.”
“You really think so?”
“Listen to you! Of course your voice is nice! If there was a beauty pageant for pretty voices, you would win nationals.”
Lucy’s face lit up. She really loved music, but she never thought she was good enough to get very far. Abby squeezed her hand and stood up.
“Well, I have to go. You think of something to sing, oh, and an encore! I will see you tonight!”
“Bye, Abby!”
Abby hopped onto her bike and rode away, leaving Lucy with the trees, the grass, and the birds. She sighed. Singing at the café. Was she cut out for it? And what about the note? She pulled it from her sweater’s pocket. The paper was plain notebook paper. The handwriting was a little messy, like someone had written it quickly, but plain. No one signed it. It was just written to her. How had she missed them stuffing it in her bag?
Lucy stood up and brushed her pants off. She sighed again and walked away. Refolding the note, she pondered what she would sing. An encore too! She hoped Abby was just making her feel better about herself. Her voice wasn’t that good, was it?
Lucy took a deep breath before opening the door. The café was packed. Her hand trembled a bit as she reached for the doorknob. Whoever was playing and singing now was better than she could be. A gush of warm air blew on her face as she opened the door. Music flowed from the interior. Lucy bumped her way through the crowded café. Abigail spotted her and waved her over.
Lucy hardly paid any attention to the guys onstage. Abby patted the spot on the couch next to her. Lucy sat down. Abby noticed the shy, scared look on her face.
“You ok?”
“Yeah... just nervous.”
“You’ll do fine.”
Lucy’s facial expression didn’t change.
“Hey,” said Abby, trying to distract her friend, “listen to them! Aren’t they good?”
Lucy looked to the stage where two guys were performing. One was taller with brown hair and eyes, while the other was a bit shorter with black hair and brown eyes. They had multiple instruments on the stage. Both were singing. One was playing bongo drums while the other played the guitar. They were good! There harmony was perfect and the instrumental part was flawless.
“Wow, they are good.”
Lucy stared intently.
“Woah, you alright?”
“Yeah... they’re just, so good!”
“You will be too.”
Soon the duet finished. Shakily, Lucy made her way onstage. The two were collecting a few other instruments and she decided to help.
“Thank you,” said the shorter, black haired one.
His smile was dashing and bright. There was a twinkle in his eye that was extremely inviting. Lucy forgot about her nervousness. He gathered up most of the instruments and left the stage. The taller, brown haired one waved her to the mic. Lucy shyly obeyed.
“What’s your name?” he asked kindly.
“Lucy Allman.”
He smiled.
“All right, folks! Give it up for miss Lucy Allman!”
The happy crowd clapped eagerly. He gently handed her the mic.
“Good luck, Lucy,” he said, smiling gently.
Lucy didn’t notice her blush until he was offstage. Abigail was silently cheering her on. She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and then turned her attention to the crowd.
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