Still British
Chapter Three: Parade
Another Hometown Parade. I loved parades. I loved performing. It was just… me. I dunno about singing on a stage, I’m not even any good, but dancing? Oh yeah. I was so there. We’d done the routine a billion times, it was almost too easy. The route was okay. The people were excellent. Usually. And we were the centre of attention. Brilliant, it was.
Except, that day, we were not the centre of attention. It actually kind of pissed me off. There was just a crowd of people, all into the street, and I, of course, had to march right through them. Good, they had enough sense to move out of the way of me and my flag, because I was sure as hell going to walk right through them. They were in my way, not the other way around. Unfortunately, I got close enough to the middle for them to split and reveal who was in the centre… it was a curly haired boy, with emerald eyes that bore straight through you. That revolting orange jumper… ugh! He was singing along to the song we were marching, Rock You Like a Hurricane, but he was so off… I started singing, in time, under my breath. Everybody stopped and stared at me, including this boy… maybe no so under my breath? He looked up, and I was just leaving, marching straight through to the other side of this crowd. The crowd crowded up right behind me, once I was through. It was almost sickening. That boy can’t’ve been much older than me… I didn’t recognize him, was he new? Visiting? I heard yelling, the crowd murmuring, and parting. I was turning the corner, and I didn’t care what was going on. Whatever that was.
Why’d they stare? I wasn’t any good at singing… oh, God, maybe that’s why? And… why did they part again, behind me? Nobody else from the band was walking through, not that close behind me… Whatever. I pushed the thoughts out of my head and focused on my performance. This was my parade, I was the performer, I was British.
Notes
So it's not the best or anything, I know. And some of these chapters are rather short. I have some more written, just not posted. Let me know if you're ready for it.
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~Stormy