Summary: Once every couple years the moon turns orange-red, as if it were totally engulfed in flames. It's said that an individual who is born on that day will be immunsely powerful.
'Coolio' Thinking
"Coolio" Talking
Coolio Regular things
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Chapter 1: The Concert
"And now, the people who you've been waiting for all this time. Welcome, Boy Bnd!"
BACK STAGE (3rd POV)
Wondering the halls backstage was a girl no older than 15, but with the fierce and determined look on her face she older than her years. She was a mission. A recovery mission. She knew that her mission extremely dangerous, but also that if she didn't do it than no one else would. She was approaching the door. Her black combat boots were surprisingly silent as she stalked down hall. Her black and dark plaid, knee-high shorts, and deep green corset with the long black undershirt allowing her move easily and freely, even if she had to fight or drag her target to the desired destination.
She just got to the door. She turned the knob and spotted her target on the bed asleep, and sprang.
(Luna's POV)
I suddenly felt very weightless. I was running. Running through a forest of some sort. I was getting hit and torn up by twigs and trees. My feet were bleeding from my running. 'What am I running from?'
"I'm coming for you Shay..." That was what I was running from, but what is it. I'm fairly certain it's a man, but who? I hear twigs snapping behind me.
He's getting closer. 'Push harder. Run faster.' I keep willing myself. 'Don't let him catch you.' But who was I running from? Suddenly, the trail ended, and I was ricocheted off the cliff and headfirst into the black abyss below. Letting a blood curdling scream rip from my throat, I plummeted faster, and faster
towards the cold, unforgiving ground below m-
I woke up with a start after feeling a sudden weight dropped on top of me.
"What the hell?" I groaned. Not opening my eyes, because, honestly, I already know who it is.
"Wakey, wakey. Come on bud. Time to get up and perform. Now get up," announced Artemis, my best friend and co-singer. I finally open my leaf green eyes and stare into the eyes of Artemis, who happens to have deep purple eyes.
"Why?" I moaned.
"Simple." She started to elaborate. "We don't perform, we don't get paid, also we end up having many people mad to us. Including the audience, our mates, friends, the pop.s, your brothers, my love, Trent, our friends, those at home watching, other tinsel-town peo-"
"Okay, Okay. I got it. Now, get off me so I can get dressed. How much time do I have anyway?"
"Twenty minutes. But, you need to be done in fifteen," she says casually, as if it were nothing!
"Phukate, Thailand!" I screeched. Shoving her off me and making a mad dash to the makeshift closet, searching for something to wear that was at least half decent.
"Gosh, Luna. You didn't have to push me!" The victim shouted while getting off the floor, and watching as I hopped on one foot desperately trying to get into my blood red and black stripped overalls, shorts thingys, that go about mid thigh.
"Oh, shut your trap!" I hollered, stripping off my first top for another one that's black, fitted and goes right below my belly button. The overalls will be covering my stomach anyway. I also grabbed my black onyx ring. "It's partly your fault that I woke up late! Why didn't you wake me up sooner?!"
"I was getting ready. I had to prep myself for waking you up. You're incredibly irritable when you first get up, and normally you punch the person who wakes you up from a dead sleep," she looked at me pointedly.
"Hey! I only hit you once!" I defended, now trying to locate my black converse high tops, with the silver and red graffiti on them.
"WHERE ARE MY FREAKIN' SHOES?!?!?!"
"In the hall."
"Why are they in the hall?!" I demanded. While running out of the room like a bat out of hell, also seeing Artemis right at my heels.
She sighed, while still running after me. "You do this every time Luna. You get so excited about a concert ending that you throw off your shoes in the middle of the hallway and exclaim, "THANK YOU SWEET J-MAN!" It's like an after performance ritual for you," she explained. Good, I'm in the main area room now, and now attempting to get my foot into my second shoe and tie it with my Jack Skellington shoe laces.
"Oh, yeah. Just like snogging my brother's face off is your after show ritu-HEY!" She punched my arm. "WHAT WAS FOR?"
"You know what it was for," she replied sourly. And then she did it. She stuck her tongue out at me, spun around, and then stuck her nose up in the air.
"WHAT DID I DO?!"
"You know, if you would just get dressed and keep your mouth shut, this wouldn't happen at every show," announced a deep, rough voice that could only possibly be my older brother Jacob, who also happened to be our guitarist and 18.
He's chocolate colored like Artemis and I. He's more like dark chocolate, though while Artemis and I are like milk chocolate. He's dressed in a blood red blazer with a black wife beater underneath, and black jeans, complete with his red and black Vans. He's also got his long dreads, which took me forever to do might I add, in a low ponytail. Also, he's like six foot three inches, so of course he towers over my five foot three inch frame, he's really ripped, but not to the point where it's gross, and, also, has a boyfriend. Sorry all you woman out there stop fantasizing.
"I know, but it's like a pre-show ritual for me and her. We do it all the time." I stated trying to figure out what in the world to do with my eggshell white hair. It's a little curly and down to my lower back.
"Could you give me a hand with this?" I questioned Artemis.
"Sure. Just, stop making jokes about my sex-life." she stated, walking over to help me before I pull out all of my hair with the comb. I see that her hair is already done half up in a messy bun with deep green chopsticks and half down to her mid back.
"What sex-life? I know all about that whole agreement between you two."
"How did you find out about that?!" Oh my gosh! I shocked her! That's so rare. Must. Bask. In. Moment. Well, until she pulled on her hair while putting it in braided piggy-tails with my long front emo-like bang covering my right eye.
"Yow! Don't pull that! It's delicate! And you told me you dummy!"
"Oh! I knew that! I was just testing you." she replied.
"Riiiggghhttt..." Do you hear the sarcasm? I do! It's moments like this that make me really love Artemis, because, believe it or not she's younger than me. I know scary, but only by a year,though. Also normally she's wicked smart. She skipped two whole grades when she was younger. I, being the not as smart one, only skipped one. Making me and her both juniors. My birthday is November 19th and Artemis's was August 14th.
"Hey, you guys it's time to jet. We're on in five." announced Jacob.
"Got it." Me and Artemis respond as we look around for the rest of our mates and spot them. We have three other mates, band mates for those of you who haven't caught on to that yet, Brian, James and Benjamin, Ben for short.
Brian, is our bassist and also Irish and 18, with shocking bright, red, and long hair, and even more shocking pale blue eyes. He's wearing a dark purple long sleeved shirt saying, "I'd hit that... with my CAR" in black that hugs his muscular, yet kind of lanky form, and long, black skinny jeans with chains attached to them. He's also tall, 6'3" in fact, I know, I know the whole towering thing again. Also, he's got these finger-less gloves that he is never seen without, ever.
Next is James, the keyboardist, not sure if that's a real word, but whatever. He's 19 and British, with platinum blond hair in a sort of Draco Malfoy type cut from the movies, when he was older though, not the little boy one. Also he's got the most unique caramel colored eyes, it's really odd, but anyways. He's got light muscles, I mean we know that they are there, but they aren't like busting out of his shirt or anything. Speaking of his shirt, it's just a simple fitted black muscle shirt, with a stripped orange shirt under that and black Tripp pants with orange converse high tops,with the same black writing on them as mine. Except his is a Japanese kanji for peace, and mine is for love. Do I even need to say the next description? Yes, towering, but only at six' one".
And finally there is Benjamin, or Ben for short, who is of course the band's drummer. He's Peruvian and also 19, with short, black hair, that's set in a hairy Mohawk type thing, with coal black eyes. His outfit is by far the easiest to explain. Why? Because he's pretty much only got pants on. Topless, of course, he says it's because he gets hot while he drums, but we all know he just likes to watch people swoon. He's built, but not overly, though. His pants are simple and just baggy-ish jean shorts with red skulls all over them. He also towers,but at the same height as James though, which is something I can handle.
It stinks being the shortest person in a band. Oh! Did I mention that Artemis is five foot nine! I mean, come on! The universe just loves making me suffer, but I don't care because I'm fun sized while they are all huge and giant-like.
"And now, the people who you've been waiting for all this time. Welcome, Boy Bnd!" I hear the announcer, well, announce us to the already cheering fans.
Then the fans really go psycho. Screaming, and hooting ad hollering. It's a rush.
We step out on stage and the boys get their instruments while everyone gets in their positions. Artemis to my right, Ben in the rear left, James flanking Ben to his right, Jacob to my left and Brian to Artemis's right.
We step up to the our mikes and Artemis begins.
"Welcome, and sorry for the wait."
"We'll keep the talking to being only nanoseconds long, and introduce ourselves. I'm Luna, and I sing."
"I'm Artemis, and I also sing. Next me have James, our keyboarder, Brian, our bassist, Jacob, on the guitar, and finally our semi-naked drummer, Benjamin.
And together..."
"We make up Boy Bnd!" More crazy applause.
"For our first song we would like to play is a kinda silly and happy song to get everyone pumped and elated. Here's "I'm Gay!""
(Luna)
This song is all f-ing song,
Is all personality.
(Artemis)
HAhahahahahahaha
Dude, that's the shi-
(Luna)
Well, we've all heard about,
How the guys in the band,
Weren't the popular kids in school.
And, now you hate your parents,
Cause the way you turned out.
But, in the end,
The blame's on you.
(Artemis)
And we all sympathize,
With your torn apart heart,
And your really artist, worldly views.
It sells records,
When your sad these days.
It's super cool to be,
Mad these days.
I think roch'n'roll is really funny,
When its serious.
(Both)
(Chorus)
Don't hate us,
Cause we're happy.
Don't hate us,
Cause we're beautiful.
Don't hate us,
If we make you smile,
Or if we go,
The extra mile.
To make someone feel better,
On a really shi- day.
If, you're hearing,
What I'm saying.
Then I want you to say,
"I'm gay!" "I'm gay!"
Say, "I'm gay!" "I'm gay"
Woah!
(Luna)
Let's start a movement,
Let's start it right now.
And if you don't know,
Where to start.
I can show you,
I'm your new team captain.
And put your left hand,
Over your heart,
And repeat after me.
"It's perfectly fine,
To be a happy individual."
(Artemis)
"It's perfectly fine,
To be a happy individual."
(Luna)
James, Jacod, Brian, Ben,
You guys want to join in?
(Everyone except Artemis)
Oh, sorry.
Sure.
(Luna)
"It's perfectly fine,
To be a happy individual."
(Everyone)
"It's-it's perfectly fine,
To be a happy individual."
(Luna)
Very nice,
Very nice.
(Both)
(Chorus)
Don't hate us,
Cause we're happy.
Don't hate us,
Cause you're miserable.
Don't hate us,
If we make you smile,
Or if we go,
The extra mile.
To make someone feel better,
On a really shi- day.
If, you're hearing,
What I'm saying.
Then I want you to say,
"I'm gay!" "I'm gay!"
Say, "I'm gay!" "I' gay!"
Woah!
(Artemis)
That's right ladies and gentlemen.
Pick up the phone,
Because Boy Bnd is,
On the line.
You don't have to be,
Sad anymore.
You don't have to be,
Mad anymore.
(Luna)
We can all join hands,
And ring around the freakin' Rosie.
In fact,
Can we get some lalas up in here please?
(Artemis)
It sells records,
When your sad these days.
It's super cool,
To be mad these days.
I think rock 'n' roll is,
really funny when it's serious.
(Luna)
Yo, where my lalas at?
(Everyone)
La lalala,
Lalalala,
Lalalalala la,
Lalala,
Lalalala,
Lalalalala la,
Lalala,
Lalalala,
Lalalalala la,
Lalala,
Lalalala,
Lalalalala la,
Lalala,
Lalalala.
(End song)
(Artemis's POV)
And, so, that's how the concert went for another seven songs and two dances. It was kinda amazing to see how many people there were in the stands screaming for us. I mean, we already know that we're a fairly popular band...Okay, so we're really one of the top ranking bands in the world, but we aren't like some other artist. You know the ones who go all diva after they've hit it big in the music biz, and don't want anyone talking to them, and won't settle for anything that doesn't cost at least a grand, if not more. We shop at regular stores, eat at normal, everyday places, wear common day clothes, etcetera.
As Luna and I skipped down the hallway, after she, of course threw off her shoes, with Jacob, Ben, James, and Brian, we were prepping ourselves for tomorrow. Because tomorrow we were going back home to Maxville, California. Also we were no longer going to be home schooled, but in fact we were going to a new high school called Sky High.
While walking down the hall, when we were sure that no one but our mates could see us, I took my hair out of its half bun, and Luna took the top part of her overalls off.
"Are you sure you want to do that here?" Brian asked in his deep, husky voice.
"We'll be fine. Anyways, you guys will beat the stuffing out of anyone that sees us anyways." I replied.
"She's right, you know." Ben agreed, his voice only medium deep.
"Thanks, for the support man," Brian chastised.
"Well, it is true," James also agreed. His voice was actually a lot like Jacob's.
"Fine. Go on and do it." Brian replied sulkily. And with that we took off our rings, and revealed our true selves, my ring is an emerald green by the way.
My human ears disappeared, and my long white bunny ears reappeared. They reach to about my lower back. Also, my eye color changed into its usual stormy gray color. Luna's ears also vanished, while her normal pointed brown wolf ears grew back, also her chestnut colored wolf tail reappeared. That whole taking off the top overalls thing really makes sense now, huh? Her eyes changed back into her exotic piercing baby blue eyes. In addition our nails elongated and pointed a bit, while the same thing happened to our teeth, but only slightly.
Oh, right! I forgot to mention something didn't I? This high school that we're going to is some kind of super powered school, to train and teach their
students to become the heroes of tomorrow. I know. Ex-cit-ing. Did you hear that excellent use of sarcasm?
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Go me!! I finally wrote my first chapter!! Also, I don't own 'I'm Gay!' by Bowling For Soup, or Sky High, so yeah.
Review, if you want. Flames don't really boher me. I just like feedback.