Matthew looked at the mirror, his violet eyes were staring back at him with dark make-up surrounding them. He was a famous singer. He adjusted his head-microphone before looking at his full length mirror. He was wearing leather pants that rode low on his hips and a leather vest that was very femanine. His long wavy blonde hair was tied back with a black ribbon.

"Canada, You're on"

Matthew took a deep breath before walking onto the stage, he smiled and waved at the crowd. He stopped in the middle of the stage and brought the microphone to his mouth. He looked at his band and nodded. He opened his mouth and his voice automatically sounded out across the building.

I'm mad, really bad
But don't tell my mum 'n' dad
Pucker up, kiss my butt
'Cause I'm bloody fucking nuts
Hear the bass, skinny waist
Now let's copy poker face like
Whoa, whoa, oh oh, Whoa, whoa, oh oh

I'm mad, really bad
But don't tell my mum 'n' dad
Pucker up, kiss the nut
'Cause it sells to be a slut
Hear the bass, skinny waist
Now let's copy poker face like
Whoa whoa oh oh, Whoa whoa oh oh

Matthew continued singing and his brother, Alfred walked up to the microphone.

This is the part where the rap breaks down
This is the part where the drums go POW
This is the part where your balls sag down
This is the part where your pants go brown
This is the part when your dad goes off on a cold
Christmas eve to get some more milk, but he never comes
Back and 17 years later you find out he's with a whole
Fucking family with some Spanish bitch and he doesn't even
Know your fucking name anymore!

I'm mad, really bad
But don't tell my mum 'n' dad
Pucker up, kiss my butt
'Cause I'm bloody fucking nuts
Hear the bass, skinny waist
Now let's copy poker face like
Whoa whoa oh oh, Whoa whoa oh oh

I'm mad, really bad
But don't tell my mum 'n' dad
Pucker up, kiss the nut
'Cause it sells to be a slut
Hear the bass, skinny waist
Now let's copy poker face like
Whoa whoa oh oh, Whoa whoa oh oh

JUST DANCE!
BAD ROMANCE!
Now let's copy poker face like
Whoa whoa oh oh, Whoa whoa oh oh...

Matthew and his brother backed up from the microphone as the crowd went wild. Screaming and cheering filled the building as he raised his hand "Thank you, guys" he screamed into the air as he bowed "you were awsome!"

Alfred looked at his brother once they were back on the bus "You were amazing, Mattie" he said clapping his brother on his back as they changed back into their normal clothes "you're going to school now, no more homeschooling how are you going to handle that?"

Matthew slipped his glasses back on "I'm not" he said slipping into his blue jeans and red sweater before looking at his bands confused face "Nobody reconizes me when I've got my glasses on, so i'll blend right in"

"Who are you?" Alfred asked with a smile at the look his brother gave him

"welcome home, boys" the driver said "good luck at school, you have another gig in two weeks. Don't forget to practice"

"thanks, Gary" Matthew said grabbing his stuff and jumping off the bus and heading into his house. He saw alfred jump off after giving Arthur a quick kiss "come on Alfred" he said opening the door "or you're getting locked out"

"I'm comming!"