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Abia stood, pacing back and forth back stage. Her band sat a few feet away. She was freaking out, nervously strumming her guitar. This was their first big concert, something that really mattered. Walking back to her fellow band mates, she sighed and set her guitar down. "Guys, I am so nervous. I can't even remember what songs we're playing when!" She looked hopelessly up at the ceiling, moving her bangs out of her eyes. "Is anybody else freaking out here?"

Will stood up and bent Abia's head so she was looking at him. "We'll be fine. Just don't fall off the stage, ok?" he smiled and sat back down on the ground, playing with his drumsticks. He laughed nervously. "Can you believe it?" He put his arm around Stella, brushing some hair from her face. "You're gonna do great Stells."