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| "Thank you Tampa!" Greg shouted into his microphone, "We have a surprise for you tonight!" "Yeah..." Chris adjusted his microphone and got off his stool, "We weren't planning to do this song but we got a special request from Mary." And the crowd started to roar at the sound of Mary's name. While Mary waited backstage she opened her mouth in surprise. "So we want to dedicate this next song to Mary." Chris contined and the first notes of 'Someone To Hold Tonight' came on the speakers. I just don't understand Can't help the way I feel It's crazy but it's true 'Cause when you touch my hand I know this feeling's real Tell me, are you feeling too? I know you're scared to show you care Just let me show you how Can't you see what you mean to me? You're all I need right now I just want someone to hold me tonight Someone's who's holding me tight... *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "C'mon, c'mon." Mark yelled at Mary, "Let's go!" "I'm coming!" Mary shouted and ran onto the bus. She collapsed onto her overstuffed couch and sighed outloud, "That...was...so...cool." "I don't see what is the big deal about it. You've done this!" Mark laughed. "Two words - Chris Trousdale." She sighed again. "Who?" Mark asked. "You know how I said I'd never said I'd pretend to fall in love for fame?" "Yeah..." "I don't think I'm pretending..." Chapter 8 |