"Ah, refreshing, isn't girls?" Riley Banks asked her two best friends, "The lights, the cheers, the adrenaline, the-"
"The smell of rotting cheese from our school's cafeteria." Her friend, Ainsley O'Conelly, interjected. "Assuring the fact that we aren't a band in L.A. with a record deal."
"Yet." Fiona George, best friend number three, said. "We haven't made it yet."
"Right, Fi." Riley said, twirling her dark red hair with her index finger. "Hey, you guys. What should I do with my hair? Loose ponytail, or all down?"
"Well," Fiona said, "The pony says, yeah we're girls, but we'll rock your asses off. Down says, let's rock."
"I don't know about you guys, but I say let's rock." Ainsley said.
"Whatever you say. Let's rock it." The three girls ran out onto the stage in all their glory.
Ainsley adjusted her green electric guitar and flipped her dark brown hair over her shoulder, ready to rock. Riley played a loud chord on her white bass to make sure it was tuned, then smiled brightly. Fiona flipped her drumsticks that she spray-painted black, into the air.
Ainsley adjusted the height of the mic. "Hello, Westerson High!" Cheers from the lunchroom crowd, "We are Abduction and we're ready to rock!" Music started to play from the trio.
"Whoa-oh. Whoa-oh-oh. Whoa-oh. Whoa-oh-oh. Whoa-oh. Whoa-oh-oh. Whoa-oh. Whoa-oh-oh." Ainsley sang.
You, were talking to her. But messin' with me. It's finally clear, you're blurring the lines. Are you disturbed? Oh, now you care? Why do you race through my red lights? Can't understand. I'll slow it down for you..." She stopped for a small pause, "Tell me, how can you sleep? How can you breathe? Baby, tell me how, how you love me now."
The three girls continued to play while meanwhile in the swarm of people, four boys stared in awe. "Wow," Carlos Garcia said, he turned to their producer, "Gustavo, you have to give them a chance."
"Yeah," Kendall Knight agreed, "They're amazing."
"Well," Big Time Rush's producer, Gustavo Rocque began. "They could have a good chance at making it. So, ok. We'll ask them when it's over." {A/N I know, that's so OOC for him. Just live with it.}
The quartet of boys high-fived and quickly turned back to the stage.
On stage, Abduction was playing the last notes of How You Love Me Now. The cheers of the people in the crowd was exhilerating, they felt like they were above ground and looking down on the scene. That is, until they heard something that brought them back down to Earth. It was a ringing, not like a cell phone, but...
"A!" Riley yelled. Ainsley could barely see her through the smoke but saw a shape of a girl waving her arms.
Ainsley turned to see if Fiona was still there. She was. Standing in horror. "C'mon, Fi!" Ainsley tried to drag Fiona but she wouldn't budge, she was trying to save her drums. "Fi! Just grab your sticks and let's go!"
"I can't! I need my drums!"
"Fiona! We'll get you new drums! Just please," Ainsley was trying hard not to cry, she lost her father in a fire, she wasn't about to lose one of her best friends. "Come on!"
"Fine! Run!" Fiona gave in and they ran to the door and out of the school.
"Riley! Riley!" They both yelled looking for their best friend.
"Right here!" She answered.
"Thank God Ri!" Ainsley said hugging Riley. Fiona got her hug after.
The trio of Abduction looked back at the fire. "My drums" Fiona choked out.
"HEY!" A large man who looked like Satan with bug-eyed sunglasses yelled, "How'd you three like to come to L.A.?"
Sooooo... Whatcha think? Please review, they mean the world to me. Just let me know that someones reading this.