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“Beau, it’s not your fault. I didn’t know until I got to the top that I was afraid to climb back down. Don’t worry about it. I hope your friend isn’t going to get in any kind of trouble for breaking the rules for me.”
“He will be fine. I don’t think anyone knew what was going on at the top of the wall. Still, I feel bad—it wasn’t cool. What’s something you like to do?” He made a bitter face as he sipped the salty rim of the drink.
I looked over at the perky blonde wrapping up her song. A wicked idea entered my mind.
“You would make it up to me?” I asked sweetly.
“Sure. Yeah. I feel terrible. Do you have something in mind?”
“Come with me.” I grabbed his arm and yanked on him as I headed for the makeshift platform that represented the La Playa karaoke stage.
“Uh-oh. No way. I’m not singing.” His feet were planted firmly in front of the step.
The blonde handed me the mic and I walked over to the DJ to request our song.
“Beau Anderson, you scared me half to death at the top of that rock climbing wall, this is the least you could do.”
In defeat, he hung his head and joined me on the stage. “If I’m getting ready to humiliate myself, did you at least pick a cool song?”
I didn’t have time to answer. The intro started and I saw sheer panic rise in his eyes.
“The Dirty Dancing song? Are you trying to kill me?”
I didn’t answer and launched into the words to Time of My Life. I pointed at the screen so Beau could follow along. He stumbled through the lyrics, but after the chorus, I could tell he was getting into it. When we were finished, we had a standing ovation. La Playa liked our Johnny and Baby version of the song.
“See? That wasn’t so bad.” I laughed as we returned to our booth and the drinks.
“London, you are crazy.” He chugged the giant drink. “I have never been on a karaoke stage and I don’t plan on getting on one again.”
“Aw, that’s too bad. You were pretty good up there.” I giggled. Where were my friends with their const
ant video recording when I needed them?
“You, on the other hand, can sing. Why didn’t you tell me you could sing like that?”
“I told you I’m an actress. What, you thought that was specific only to speaking parts? I can sing, dance, act—you name it—I can do it on stage.”
“Really?”
The margarita was delicious. For ninety-nine cents, I wanted another. I waved down the bartender and circled my hand over my head so he knew to bring us another round.
“Yep. There’s nothing else I want to do. It’s in my being. As soon as graduation is over, I’m packing and moving to L.A.”
“Wow. That’s commitment. You even sound like an actress. Don’t you think that’s a little dramatic? You sure you want to go all in? Sounds pretty risky to me.”
I finished off my drink. “You sound like my roommate, Nina. But I don’t have any doubts. Especially because I know this is what I’m meant to do. I can’t be a teacher or doctor or accountant. This is it. You may have seen me wipe out in the quad, fall in front of Manning, fail at beer opening, and have a panic attack in Fetzer Gym, but when I’m on stage I’m unstoppable. I was born to be an actress.”
The waiter dropped off our second round. I downed a few sips.
“What about you, Beau? Are you going to be a professional bucket list blogger?”
“Ha. Ha. Funny. For such a sweet girl, you’re a smartass sometimes.”
I smiled at him and felt the corners of my mind feeling warm and fuzzy from the drink.
“Actually, I’m pre-law.”
“Really? You don’t seem like the lawyer type.”
