When the world came slowly back in to focus Jon tried to regain his senses. He was still standing on stage and Sarah was standing opposite him having the same reaction.
“Ladies and gentlemen! Let's hear it for our wonderful volunteers!” Fred announced as Jon looked around feeling cross.
“But, like, nothing happened.” He said stomping his feet. There was a bit of laughter from the crowd. Why were they laughing? Didn’t they know who he was?
Jon looked at Sarah who shrugged her shoulders and seemed relieved that their act was over.
Jon opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by a stage manager ushering him and Sarah off the stage.
Annoyed, Jon headed back to his seat.
“Well that was a load of rubbish.” He said crossly sitting down. He crossed one leg over the over and folded his arms over his chest.
“Woah! This is too freaky!”
“What do you mean baby?” Jon asked turning to face his boyfriend Biff.
Biff pushed himself as far away from Jon as he could. Jon looked confused.
“What’s wrong honey?” Jon said pouting a little.
“I don’t how he did it but this is creepy.” Biff said. Jon looked confused.
“Do what?” He asked. “That weird man, like, didn’t so anything.” Jon said. From his point of view the weir man had just said a few funny words and that was it.
