" Dame, dame yo!" The crowd goes wild. Everyone in the crowd is trying to get a glimpse at the young stars. The mischievous twins, Jayda and Jayden. The beautiful, mature Ava. The child prodigy Sophie. And of course, the talented Diva, Alana. Ava inhales, And her soulful voice sings :
"As the subtitle scrolls from right to left,
you stare blankly at the monitor, utterly bored. "
The twins smile, link hands, and their voices blend into one as they continue,
"I'm always ready to cross the wall of dimensions to meet you,
so please get your heart ready for me, okay?"
" I understand you better than anyone else does,
so just leave everything to me, " says the amazing child singer Sophie. Incredible, how a girl of just nine could have a voice filled with such feeling!
"Stop being afraid, and let's dance together!" they all cry. And then, onto the stage comes Alana. Her dynamic voice reels the whole crowd in as she begins to sing...
"Lana, Lana Night Fever!
Dance to the popping rhythms,
and forget anything and everything unpleasant.
Lana , Lana Night Fever!
Since I'm right here with you,
looking away even for just a second is bad bad!"
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SHUT UP! Why do I even have an alarm, Ava homeschools me! I was having such a good dream! Five more minutes! No, I have to get up. We have practiceat 12:00. And right now its11:40. WAIT, WHAT! Why the roadarollin' leek would I set my alarm so late. Panic mode: Activated.
I rush into the bathroom. Great. Saying I have bed head is an understatement. My thick, wavy brown hair looks like a tornado. Scratch that. A hurricane. Not a little Type Two one, oh no. Type 5. Katrina. Hairday Katrina. Why the leek Am I wasting so much time trying to figure out what kind of storm my hair is? I glance over at the straightening iron. I hate that thing, but desperate times call for desperate measures, I guess. Geez, it doesn't work, my hair isn't even straight! Oh well, close enough.
I brush my teeth and run into the kitchen. My sisters must have already left. Darn. I grab some strawberry pocky and run out the door.
Onto the trolley I go. I love seeing the bright colors of New Orleans. Instinctively, I begin humming "Down in New Orleans." Jazz is my second favorite genre, the first being vocaloid, no doubt.
Vocaloid is a world famous singing group founded by Meiko Sakine. I love absolutely everything about it, and so does my big sister Ava, my little sister Sophie, and my best friends Jayda and Jayden. Together, we are Next Generation, a amateur singing group. Oh, here's my stop!
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I hope you enjoyed. This is my first fan fiction, please review! Constructive critism welcome, flaming not. Goodbye,awesome people!