Disclaimer: I don't own HSM or any
of the characters I only own the story. The song I'm using in this
chapter is Angel of Mine by Eternal.
I'd like to thank AColdSky,
Tt2dancer, Tryan4Eva and chrisbrownshunny224 for reviewing.
Please review guys!!
'Please don't stop playing Kelsi, you sound amazing.'
'No I don't, I'm definitely no Sharpay or Gabriella' she said.
'Your right.' Ryan said as he walked onto the stage. Kelsi looked away sadly, not that she was surprised. ' You're better.' she looked back surprised and blushed furiously at the compliment. He sat down next to her by the piano, and the confident girl who he saw just moments ago disappeared and the shy, invisible girl took her place.
'Would you play me something?' Ryan asked, wanting to hear her angelic voice once more.
'I...I don't know' she stuttered, suddenly fear took over at the prospect of singing in front of someone. Especially someone who was Ryan Evans the Drama King himself!! But looking into his eyes she didn't see someone who was looking for a laugh she saw someone who really wanted to hear her sing.
'Sure' she said with a small smile
Ryan smiled back, happy that she felt comfortable enough to sing around him. However the smile faded slightly as Kelsi pulled up her hair and placed a bowlers hat upon her head once more covering her face slightly. He was snapper out of his thoughts suddenly as the sound of Kelsi playing the piano elegantly reached him. At that moment Kelsi forgot everything in the room. It was just her and the music. She let the notes flow through her. She then took a deep breath and began singing.
When I first saw you I
already knew I look at you
(looking at you) looking at me
There was something inside of you
Something I
thought I'd never find
Angel of mine
Now I know why they say the best
things are free
Gonna love you 'til the end of time
Angel of
mine
God she looks so beautiful when
she sings. Why haven't I ever noticed her before. Because you always
too busy trying to stay hidden yourself. he thought sadly. You
came into my life sent from above Woah waoh, angel, yeah, oh Nothing means more to
me than what we share What you mean to me you'll never know You came into my life (my life) sent
from above I never knew I could
feel each moment When
I first saw you I already knew You
came into my life...
What
you mean to me you'll never know
Deep inside I need to show
Better than a dream, such a
perfect love
And I'll adore you 'til the end of time
Angel of
mine
No one in this whole world can ever
compare
Last night the way you moved is still on my mind
Angel,
angel, of mine
Deep
inside I need to show
Better than a dream, such a perfect love, perfect
love
And I'll adore you 'til the end of time
Angel, angel, of
mine, of mine
Angel, oh angel, angel
As if it were new
Every breath I take or vow
that I make
I want to share it with you, share it with you
There was something inside of
you
Something I thought I'd never find
Angel of mine
Kelsi stopped suddenly as the sound of the doors of the auditorium echoed through the room. Both Ryan and Kelsi turned around surprised, both disappointed that she wouldn't finish the song. Ryan stood up quickly as Sharpay strutted towards them.
'Hey Ry, Zeke had to cancel, some baking thing or other. But that means dear brother of mine, that we can practice for the audition.'
'Great' Ry replied with a practiced force smile. However Sharpay didn't seem to notice and instead turned her attention to Kelsi.
'Hey Piano girl' Kelsi winced at the nickname. 'No offence but I'd rather you leave. I don't want you giving away our routine to Gabi and Troy.' she said sweetly, however Kelsi was trembling in fear.
'Su...Sure Sharpay.' she stuttered before grabbing her things and walking quickly away. Ryan tried to go after her but was interrupted by Sharpay.
'Right now Quiet Girl has gone, we can practice.'
Ryan growled in frustration at Sharpays nickname for Kelsi, one of many he might add.
'Her name is Kelsi!' he whispered angrily.
'Like I have time for names. We have an audition to win. I will NOT lose again!' Ryan didn't bother to argue. Both he and Sharpay knew he wouldn't win. Instead he walked over to the CD player, placed on his fake smile and hit play.
'Ready 5,6,7,8!'
And for the next 2 hours he dance and sang with a fake smile plastered on his face. Not once being able to take his mind of the girl who sang like no one he had heard before. The girl who had a voice of an angel.