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first verse and broke
into the chorus with a bit more vigor than before.
    Caroline had been tuning in and out
but suddenly she caught a line of the chorus and her entire body went stiff,
completely paralyzed with her eyes wide, staring at him. She couldn’t of heard
him correctly, she thought to herself. So, she sat there, unable to take a single
breath until he had finished his second verse and headed back into the chorus.
     
    “ …hazel eyes over hazelnut
coffee, her upturned nose, and her stubborn pose. She rules the roast as she
scoffs into her cup, and rolls her eyes as if I’m not enough.”
     
    Caroline was still frozen in place,
her breath shallow and quiet as she tried to pull every word out of his mouth
and straight into her ears. Was he talking about her? She had hazel eyes, she
definitely had been pretty stubborn with him, but it was warranted, she
reminded herself. This song was definitely not about her though, couldn’t
possibly be.  
     
    “She tossed my music, like she
tossed my heart,
    her little button nose like a
cupid’s dart.
    Can’t stand her mouth because
her tongue is sharp,
    her words cut the strings on my
harp.
     
    but she is the sour that made my
day sweet,
    the prettiest lips I should
never want to meet,
    and the shiniest eyes I never
want to leave,
    through my heart strings, she
started to weave.
     
    Aralia turned to Caroline, her eyes just as wide. She
grabbed Caroline’s forearm and squealed, bouncing up and down in her seat.
    “Caroline, is that you? He is talking about you!” Aralia
said while Jackie leaned over to get in on a piece of the conversation.
    Both girls were staring at her as if she was holding in a
secret. She didn’t even turn to look at them, her eyes were frozen on Logan and
her hands clutching the arm rests. Caroline kept telling herself that they were
wrong but all she could hear was his voice and the soft lyrics.
     
    Those hazel eyes hide her
chained up heart,
    but her play is over, now it’s
my part.”
     
    With those last lines, Logan turned
to look directly at Caroline. It was the first time he had looked at her
throughout the entire concert and she felt her entire body go weak with the attention.
His eyes went straight through her and she could actually feel the heat sear
her skin from his gaze. Caroline continued to ignore the girls for the last bit
of the song and just focused on Logan. Finally, he finished his love song and
the lights went dark on the stage. The show was over.
    The crowd started to cipher out the
exits, talking excitedly about how great the show was. Jackie and Aralia
started pushing Caroline towards the end of the front row. The two girls were
excitedly trading thoughts about the performance, but their eyes were still
trained on Caroline’s face trying to figure out what she was thinking. She
smiled at them, putting on a false air of confidence.
    “Ready to go?” Caroline said to
them. They shrugged yes and followed her down the row of seats towards the end.
    “What did you think of the show,
Caroline? Wasn’t it wonderful?” Aralia said behind her, Jackie agreeing
quickly.
    “It was wonderful, he is very
talented.” Caroline turned her head to tell Aralia.
    Aralia smiled at her, then looked
confused for a second. Caroline couldn’t tell why until she turned back around
to look forward and walked right into the chest of a tall, broad man wearing a
black t-shirt that said “SECURITY” on it. She stumbled backwards a step,
tripping on Aralia’s feet, who then tripped on Jackie’s feet like a pile up on
the highway. The girls collected and righted themselves, turning to look at the
man.
    “Sorry about that, sir. I didn’t
see you there.” Caroline apologized and then tried to squeeze past him towards
the exit but he stepped back in her way. She looked surprised at him and Aralia
put her hand on the back of Caroline’s arm in a show of support.
    “Mr. Clay has invited the three of
you to join him backstage. Follow