Noodle's First Concert

As I stare around myself at the bright lights around me the pressure grows. In less then five minutes we would have our first concert! What if I messed up? Murdoc-san told me to chill." At least you're not singing. But Dullard as he calls him is probably damn so stupid, he can't embarrass himself." I shifted around and grabbed my guitar tighter. 2D turned around and gave me a reassuring look. I stared up at him and faked a smile.

" It's gonna be okay," Russel whispered in his deep voice.

"I know," I muttered. A lie, and I knew it.

"Yeah, unless your fingers slip on a note," Murdoc teased, holding up his own guitar "Then the fans hate you forever!" he joked. Russel bumped him with his elbow. I looked up at my band mates.

"I can't do this," I muttered pathetically and turned to walk away. I stopped walking when I felt a comforting hand on my shoulder

"I was only joking," Murdoc stated.

"Ready?" A voice called.

"Yeah!"

" Yep!"

"Sure!"

"I guess…"