Page 101 of The Fire Between High & Lo (Elements 2)

My face dropped in shock. “What? You were high when you did that?”

“Yeah, otherwise I would’ve never agreed to doing karaoke, trust me.”

“Oh. I just thought you were excited about their Michael Jackson and Justin Bieber collection. Anyway. Today, we are going to do karaoke at O’Reilly’s Bar.”

“No way.”

I nodded taking his hands into mine. “Yes way.”

“Alyssa. I appreciate that you’re trying to make me feel better and stuff, but seriously, you don’t have to. I’m better now. You made me better. Plus, there’s no way in hell I’d ever do karaoke again.”

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Logan

I was doing karaoke again.

Somehow Alyssa managed to pull me on stage in O’Reilly’s Bar, and put a microphone in my hand. She promised we’d do a duet so I wouldn’t be performing on my own, but still I could feel the nerves in the pit of my stomach. She picked the song, “Love The Way You Lie,” by Rihanna and Eminem.

“You know the words?” she asked me. “I sing it all the time when I’m driving in my car, so I know the lyrics by heart.”

“I can follow along on the screen.”

She smiled wide. I smiled wider.

My greatest High.

When the music started playing and the first lyrics started coming on the screen, no sound came from either Alyssa or myself. The people in the bar started shouting at us to sing, but neither one of us were.

The DJ turned off the track and gestured toward us. “Um, you do know that you have to open your mouth to sing, right?”

I looked at Alyssa with confusion. “Why weren’t you singing? It said it was Rihanna’s part.”

“Oh. I don’t sing her part. I like Eminem’s rapping parts.”

“What?” I hissed, stepping closer to her. “I’m not singing Rihanna’s part.”

“Why not?”

“Because I’m not a chick.”

“But you have that beautiful high-pitched voice, Lo. I think you’ll make a beautiful Rihanna,” she mocked.

“I’m hitting replay one time, folks. It’s now or never,” the DJ said.

“I’m not doing this, High,” I said as we stood nose to nose, with our chest out.

“Oh, you’re doing it.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

I shook my head. “No.”

She nodded. “Yes.”

“Alyssa.”