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“We’re up next”, Eddie told his band.
the puppet show's ended, and Mrs Click gestures for him to come up.
“Go on then”, says a girl who stood close, there was a line of kids waiting their turn behind them, eager to show off their talents.
” I’m nervous”. He admits, what if they hated his song, what if he messed up the guitar solo. Looking at the faces of his friends, he sees they look scared too.
“everyone’s nervous”, says girl with pompoms, “that’s okay, you’ll all do great. And for good luck” She kissed all three on the cheek.
