Teen Superstars "rD €n0uGh" sweep the nation with their 4th headlining tour

Super Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note (is this the part where I add "sadly"?) but any added characters are from my own brain and I am in charge of what anyone does.

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Teen Superstars "rD n0uGh" sweep the nation with their 1st headlining tour

"I know we got into this game pretty late, I mean we're already eighteen!" The heartthrob of the group Light Yagami says. Putting matters of "getting into the game late" aside, these boys are the biggest teen sensation of the minute. Check them out when they come to an arena near you.

Exasperated, Matt threw down the teenie Bible "What do these boys have that we don't?"

A muffled voice arose" Erm…fans?"

"Money."

"Good looks."

"Good hygiene."

"Or!" Shelby, tucking a piece of burgundy hair behind her ear and getting ready to make her usual pointless combination of points already made "They were born with good looks that lead to some record label executive to see them. Then he mass produced them, and sent them to TV stations being watched by nine year to twelve year old girls who had parents who loved them and bought all their merchandise, leading to a cash flow to them and the label, which then brings us to money that can be used for proper cleanliness, headlining tours, and spots in stupid superficial magazines." Taking a breath, "Matt why did you even buy that?"

"What I do with what little money I have is my business, Shelbs. And explanations like that support that we will be your only friends for the rest of your goddamn life."

"Okay idiots," Jude, breaking the side conversation," we actually have a gig tonight, we're leaving in five minutes, and remember if you somehow forget to play your instrument, jumping around the stage like a freaking Mexican jumping bean apparently make you look like less of a retard."

New York really is a nice place at night. Well, nice when you aren't in some dingy little club that is usually occupied with drunken or stoned kids who have no where else to go. Sadly for our band this was their fate.

"Hello shithole. We're Speck of Dust (ahem literally), and hear to "rock out" with y'all." Shelby apathetically said and started to sing…to apathetic ears. But there was someone in the shadows taking notes, listening, bobbing his head to the music.

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Okay probably the shortest chapter anyone has ever written, but this is a prologue and therefore I can get away with it (and the fact that I'm a writer and can control my chapter lengths so suck it). Yeah… and usually if I'm going to write something short, I'll release two a day to make up for it.