“Okay,” said Nick. We were in his music room. Their house was so big they had an extra room and made it a music room for practicing. It was so cool.
“Let’s practice Hold On, since that’s the song we’ll be singing,”. He clasped he hands together. He picked up his guitar and started to play. I opened my mouth to sing when my stomach knotted up. Nick looked up at me.
“Are you okay?” he asked. I nodded.
“Can we try again?” I asked. Nick nodded. He strummed his guitar, I wished I was that good. Then, I started to sing. From the look on Nick’s face I thought I was doing terribly but I kept on going. When we were finally done I asked Nick if I did okay.
“I have a terrible voice, don’t I?” I asked. Nick shook his head.
“Terrible? More like terrific!” I blushed.
“Really?”
“Totally!” He winked at me. “I’ll be right back, want a coke?” I nodded. Finally, I knew everything was going to be okay. I guess I wasn’t going to ruin a Jonas Brother concert. I was going to make the best of it, no matter what happened.