Day 8: A Moment

I sat crouched upon a stage, behind a thick velvet curtain.

Among my friends and fellow band members - to my right, my best friend dressed as charmander, directly in front of me, a boy on the drums. Nerdy piano player, bassist and guitarist.

The muffled sound of the crowd behind the curtain can be heard.

The boy on drums looks at me, a painful expression upon his face. "Can we please get a bag to put over my head?"

"Heck no."

The curtains part, the lights turn up and the crowd cheers.

I feel like I'm about to lose my lunch.

Me and Charmander rise and turn around, arms raised into the air. I see the faces of my fellow classmates. They are in awe.

The music begins to play.

I dance.

I spin around and run in place and jump into the crowd.

I am pikachu.

We are the pokemon band.

The crowd raises out of their chairs and as they stand, they clap, and clap. And clap. They cheer. The curtain closes.

Yes.