~*Crista's Hope*~
Chapter 3
It was the day of the show, finally. Crista put on some dark denim blue jeans and a white speghetti strap with a red pull over. Chris had left earlier that day to practice. "Alright I'm ready," she said running downstairs. "K lets go," Chris' mom and Crista went to her car and jumped in. They drove a while to the mall, finally getting there they got out. Mrs. Trousdale took Crista to the back room where the guys were. "Hey," Chris said going over and hugging her also giving her a small peck on the cheek. The girls just looked at each other giggling a bit. "Guys practice time," Claudia said. "Seeya laterz," Chris said walking out the door. So it was just the girls and they all fluttered around Crista. "Omigosh are you guys like going out?" Sarah asked. "That's what im mad about! See I kissed him yesterday and it was just...great. And after that he's been KINDA acting different yet he hasn't done anything. Like ask me out," Crista said. "Geesh what's taking so long!" Isabell asked. "Approach him about it! You need to take a stand if he won't!" Andria said. "I guess," Crista shrugged. "Show time!" Mrs. Trousdale said opening the door. The girls fled out the door and right by the stage. They began their show and Crista learned exactly why she called it the "House of Many Talents" Chris was great! Wonderful vocals and an awesome dancer at that. He started singing what Isabell told her to be his solo. He kept glancing at Crista as he sang. Finally the show was over and they were doing meet and greets. The girls were in the back room talking.
Finally the meet and greet was over and the guys came back in. The girls all looked at Crista. "Um, hey Chris wanna take a walk through the mall?" she asked. "Sure," he said shrugging. They walked out together and began strolling around the mall. "Chris, why havn't you done anyhting yet?" she finally asked. "What?" Chris asked puzzled. "Why havn't you asked me out or anything? Do you not like me or something?" she asked. "No no. I do. It's just..." he trailed off. Crista stopped walking and turned to him. "Its just what?" she asked. "Crista is hard to explain! I havn't felt this way before and I dont know how to deal with it. I'm afraid if we go out you'll break my heart, one day when you're up there in the world and you get noticed all these guys are gonna want you and you're gonna leave me, I'm basically just...scared," Chris explained. "Chris where did you ever get an idea like that! I dont want other *guys* I want YOU!" she sad smiling. "Hm really?" he asked. "Really," she said. "Okay then....Crista would you go out with me?" he asked sincerely. "Hmmmm lemme think about it?" she said. chris got a cunfused look. "Of course!" she said pushing him playfullly. They went on with their walk through the mall.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~next day~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Friday!" Crista thought jumping out of bed. She had skipped school the day before to see Chris' show. She just rememberd the whole Chelsea thing and cringed. How could she go back to school? She sat down to think. Chris strolled into her room and saw her sitting on the bed with a face of sorrow. "What's wrong?" he asked sitting next to her. "How can I go back to school after what happened?" she said. "Oh dont worry. Stick with me and everything will be cool. By the way, they're holding auditions for a choir. You should join," Chris said giving her a kiss. "I guess" she said shrugging. "You guess? What kinda additude is that! You're gonna try out and your gonna make it! Believe me!" he said. Crista laughed at how uplifting he was to her. He must of really cared. "Okay" she said. Chris walked out and into his room to get ready. Crista did the same and walked down stairs. The same routine went. They ate, Greg came over, and they all walked to school. They were waiting outside for the bell to ring when Chelsea came up to Chris. "Hi," she said flirtatiously. "Chelsea...go away I HAVE girlfriend," he said. "I know...me!" she said grinning. "You? I don't think so. If I were with you it would only be by force. And believe me it would take A LOT to get me to even touch you," Chris snapped. "And what frail skank have you choosen instead of me?" she asked. "Crista," he said confidently putting his arm aorund her. "HER?!" Chelsea asked outragged. "You picked that street peasant over ME!" she said. "Street peasant? I can tell you she's probably a hell of a lot cleaner than you," Chris said. The girls tried not to laugh. "Yeah Chelsea, I don't think you wanna start stuff or we'll just have to let Crista clock you again," Greg said with a smirk. Chelsea got a look of terror on her face remebering the incident but covered it up with a snobbish look . "Whatever," she said prancing off. Everyone just laughed. Finally the bell rang and everyone went to class. About an hour later Crista was excused from class to go try out for the choir. She was surprised to walk in and see Chris and Jesse talking in the corner. "Chris!" she said waving. He came over, "Hey!" he said happily. "How did you get out of class...and why?" she asked. "I have my ways. And I came to see you kick everyone else's ass!" Chris said. Crista just luaghed at him. They sat in the choir room chit-chatting. Chris and Jesse were having a friendly convo but Crista was watching and listening to the other girls very carefully. "You're next babe!" Chris said. "Chris I cant do this! All these people, and those other girls. they sing soo much better than me!" she said nervously ringing out her hands. "Heeyy now your gonna do this! Just dont imagine anyone else in the room but who you want to be and sing with everything you have," chris said boosting her confidence. "Crista?" the woman said. "Yeah right here," she said. The woman led her to the front next to the piano. "Would it be okay if I could play my own music?" she asked. "I dont see why not," the woman said smiling. Crista sat down and the room got a little quiet. She began to play another song by Tori Amos, this one much more sweet and soothing.
When you gonna make up your mind.
When you gonna love you as much as I do.
When you gonna make up your mind. Cuz things are gonna change so fast.
All the white horses are still in bed.
I tell you that I always want you near.
you say that things change---my--dear.
She only did a snippet but it was a beautiful one. the judge was amazed. "that was great crista! we'll tell you if you made it or not monday. but dont worry i think good things will come of this" she said smiling. crista walked off to the side and hugged chris.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~after school~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Crista was in her room strumming the guitar again. Her life was going better than it ever had. She had a home, she was playing music agian, and a wonderful boyfriend. Everything was great. "Hey Crista," Chris said walking in. "I was wondering," he trailed off. "I'm gonna have to go on tour soon, and I dont want you to be at home all alone," Chris said. "And your into your music. Maybe I can help you get a deal. And you can possibly get on an opening act with Dream Street," Chris said. "You mean that?" she asked. "Yep!" Chris said. "Oh my gosh that would be great thank you!" she said hugging him for the millionth time that day. She pulled back a little and kissed him. Before she snatched away chris put his arm around her and they kiseed for awhile. "Ahem?" they heard a voice at the door. They stopped and saw Chris' mom standing there. "Oh uh hi...mom we were just uh..." Chris tried to say. "Chris dont play dumb I'm not that stupid," she said smirking. Chris began to blush. "You two," she said walking away laughing. Crista and chris laughed too and kissed again.
to be continued.
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