Yo! This something I thought up randomly. Hope you enjoy. First FanFic.
Sabrina, Puck, Red, and Daphne were BORED. It was a mega hot day. Daphne came into the living room, where the others were. She announced, "Lets start a band!" "You know, marshmallow, that's not the worst idea," Puck said. "I'm honored," said mentioned marshmallow. "I'm for it," said Sabrina, getting up from the couch. "Red?" asked Daphne. "Umm, not really", was her answer. "Oh," Daphne said. But then she brightened. "Puck, Sabrina come here!" she whispered furiously. "I have an idea!"
Their first gig was that night, at the Blue Plate Special. Sabrina was lead singer, Daphne drums, and Puck guitar. "Hey, guys! It's me, Sabrina Grimm. We are here to convince our little red friend," she winked at Red, "to join our little group of misfits. Speaking of misfits, please get ready for The Ferryport Landing Misfits!" The diner shook with applause. Sabrina piped up, "Now remenber, we own none of the songs. M'kay? Good."
Fences Paramore
I'm sitting in a roomMade up of only big white wallsAnd in the hallsThere are people looking throughThe window in the doorThey know exactly what we're here forDon't look up just let them thinkThere's no place else you'd rather beYou're always on displayFor everyone to watch and learn fromDon't you know by nowYou can't turn backBecause this road is all you'll ever haveAnd it's obvious that you're dying, dyingJust living proof that the camera's lyingAnd oh, oh open wideCause this is your night, so smileCause you'll go out in styleYou'll go out in styleIf you let me I couldI'd show you how to build your fencesSet restrictionsSeparate from the worldThe constant battle that you hate to fightJust blame the limelightDon't look up just let them thinkThere's no place else you'd rather be and nowYou can't turn backBecause this road is all you'll ever haveAnd it's obvious that you're dying, dyingJust living proof that the camera's lyingAnd oh, oh open wideCause this is your night, so smileYeah, yeah you're asking for itWith every breath that you breathe inJust breathe it inYeah, yeah well you're just a messYou do all this big talkingSo now let's see you walk inI said let's see you walk inYeah, yeah well you're just a messYou do all this big talkingSo now let's see you walk inI said let's see you walk inand it's obvious that you're dying, dyingJust living proof that the camera's lyingAnd oh, oh open wideYeah oh, oh open wideYeah oh, oh open wideCause you'll go out in styleYou'll go out in style
Once again, the diner shook with applause. Sabrina saw Red smiling at them. She announced "We need some time to uhhh… talk with our officials. Yeah. Lets go with that." Puck shook his head in disbelief, but followed her backstage anyway. Red was already there, with a worried expression on her face. "You guys were great! But I've been thinking, there are no more positions." Sabrina laughed. "I've been thinking too. You will be on drums, Daphne on guitar, Puck on base, and me lead singing." she said. Puck interrupted with "But I should be lead singer! I'm obviously…" but with a death glare (courtesy of Sabrina), he shut up. Red panicked. "What song are we going to do next?"
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