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As Faith was backstage, in her performance outfit, holding her white cello.
She walked onstage, behind the curtain, knowing that half the country would be watching.
She breathed deep and held her arms at the first chord.
Jonah, Daniel, Corbyn, Zach, and Jack all sat 5th row to the stage, waiting for the cameras to roll again for a singer's performance.
"I heard she's playing something good, supposed to be one of the hits," Zach uttured to the other four men.
"Who?" Daniel asked him.
Zach shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know,"
"Shush, that's the thirty-second mark," said Jonah.
