Tomorrow. There was to be a repeat performance tomorrow. Why people were willing to pay to watch what was meant to be practice with a bunch of amatuers didn't make sense. To Madison her singing was just as it always had been, on key and the likes, but she didn't see how special her voice was. Finally stealing a glance in Moussad's direction she saw the signal but wished she hadn't now she would be leaving Evie's side and there was too much to talk about. The only thing Madison wanted to do was stay and chat, but knowlege of what he was capable of stopped her from ignoring him. Madi descended the steps that led to the platform and stood before Moussad with her eyes lowered, her legs trembling slightly from her earlier nerves.