"Yeah! Go Dusks!"
That expression reverberated off the walls of the gymnasium. It split the eardrums of the emo kids, and the preps screamed even louder.
Namine was among the cheering preps. She loved her team, and she was going to scream for it! In addition, she was screaming for her best friend, Kairi, who was cheerleading on the sidelines.
Namine had wanted to be a cheerleader, but her sports physical had shown that her leg tendons were too weak to withstand the pressure. Ah well, you win some, you lose some.
Kairi waved at Namine with her only hand that didn't have a pom-pom in it, and Namine waved back.
Down on the field, Kairi and Namine's friend Sora was being tackled by a three hundred pound player from the opposing team, the Traverse Town Soldiers. Sora had always loved football, but when they losing 68—7, he had little appreciation for it.
Although she liked to be herself sometimes, Namine was very happy at her current social standpoint. She reigned control over the losers, and was revered by all of her popular peers. It truly was any high school girl's dream.
What an understatement,Namine had thought when Kairi had told her this.
"Sora! Kairi!! Yeah!" Namine yelled, and they both grinned.
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"Almost ready?" a blond emo asked his friends. They were tinkering with the main power to the school as a joke on the preps. It was gonna be so sweet.
"Almost," another emo replied, tousling his sandy blond black streaked hair. "How about you, Olette? Ready?"
A third emo, female, held out a long black wire with her long ebony fingernails.
"Just got to rip this and we're good to go," she said, her green eyes twinkling with malice.
The first emo grinned, revealing his white teeth. His blond hair was spiked to insane perfection, and his eyeliner was caked perfectly. One diamond stud sat in his right ear, and it seemed to glint almost as much as his smile.
He watched as Olette ripped the wire, and sparks flew to the floor. The second emo had a smile playing around his dimpled cheeks, while the blond howled like a wolf.
"Moon out tonight, Roxas?" Olette asked, and the first emo smiled again.
"Nope. No light tonight," Roxas said passionately. "Ready?"
He had his black fingernailed hand poised on the main power switch. His two friends laughed musically, and he turned the switch.
Everything went the promised jet black, and screams could be heard from all around. Roxas cracked up along with his friends, and Olette picked up some of the wires.
"What're you gonna do with those?" the second emo Hayner asked.
"Throw them all over the stadium while you guys perform your end of the year concert," she said matter-of-factly.
Roxas did a double take—what had Olette just said?
"Concert? What concert?" he snapped.
She laughed in his face.
"Aww, poor Roxas. Didn't I tell you? You and Hayner are gonna sing for the school!! I brought all your equipment, it's in the stairwell," she said.
Roxas found his way to the stairwell fairly easily (he'd walked around the school in the school many times before) and sure enough, his guitar and Hayner's drum set were under it. He picked up the guitar, and Hayner rolled the drums to the electric room's back door. Olette was keeping watch for electricians and stuff.
They tiptoed into the gymnasium, which was futile since they couldn't be heard anyway, and stood on top of the bleachers. Hayner plugged in the microphone, and Roxas spoke in his spooky voice.
"Hello, juniors," he said ominously. "This is a good friend of yours. Don't worry about the lights; we're just having some technical obscurity. By the way, would you enjoy a rock concert here in the dark?"
A few people screamed, but Hayner laughed and they fell silent.
"Okay then, since there are no objections…" Roxas drawled. "Let's go! We've got two of our favorite rock songs to sing for you."
There was the slightest sprinkling of jabber throughout the crowd, but Roxas nodded to Hayner and they began with a blast.
Long ago
Just like the hearse, you die to get in again
We are so far from you
Burning on, just like a match you strike to incinerate
The lives of everyone you know
And what's the worst you take, worst you take
From every heart you break, heart you break
And like a blade you stain, blade you stain
Well, I've been holding on tonight
chorus
What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
Came a time
When every star falls
Brought you to tears again
We are the very hurt you sold
And what's the worst you take worst you take
From every heart you break heart you break
And like a blade you stain, blade you stain
Well, I've been holding on tonight
chorus
What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
Can you hear me
Are you near me
Can we pretend to leave and then
We'll meet again, when both our cars collide
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
Well, if you carry on this way
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight…
What's the worst that I can say
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
Well, if you carry on this way
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight…
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"That…" Namine said softly. "That voice…"
Kairi touched her arm, since she could not see her and all.
"What about it? They're just a lot of emo kids."
Namine felt a sudden urge to hit Kairi. But why? She didn't care about emos. They were the lowest society breed. They were rejects.
"Okay," the attractive voice filled the gym again, "Just one more song, guys, then we'll blow this popstand."
Namine gulped. One more song of that voice… what? Why was she… so obsessed with it…?
Now I know
That I can't make you stay
But where's your heart?
But where's your heart?
But where's your
And I know
There's nothing I could say
To change that part
To change that part
To change...
So many
Bright lights, they cast a shadow
But can I speak?
Well is it hard understanding
I'm incomplete
A life that's so demanding
I get so weak
A love that's so demanding
I can't speak
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home
Can you see
My eyes are shining bright
Cause I'm out here
On the other side
Of a jet black hotel mirror
And I'm so weak
Is it hard understanding
I'm incomplete
A love that's so demanding
I get weak
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home
These bright lights have always blinded me
These bright lights have always blinded me
I say
I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead
(How can I see, I see you lying) 'Cause I see you lying next to me
(How can I see, I see you lying) With words I thought I'd never speak
(How can I see, I see you lying) Awake and unafraid
(How can I see, I see you lying) Asleep or dead
'Cause I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead
'Cause I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
(Or dead)
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home
(Or dead)
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
(Or dead)
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home
(Or dead)
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
(Or dead)
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home…
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Roxas unplugged the guitar, and heard Hayner lift his drum nearby. They jumped over the bleachers, onto the ground, and around the corner into the power room. Olette was standing there, looking expectant.
"Well?" she asked as she pulled up the switch and turned the power back on.
"We owned," Hayner said, and Roxas nodded.
"Sweet," she said, her dark brown braids swaying. The two boys flashed big smiles.
Suddenly, Roxas heard the sound of clinking metal. He looked around, and realized, to his horror, that the doorknob was being jingled.
"Open this door!" called a voice that was none other than the principal's. He pounded on the door, and the only option Roxas saw was the window.
"Guys," he said, as loudly as he dared. "Window." They followed his lead, and before you could say goth the three emo kids had jumped out the window into the bushes.
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Namine sighed as they finished with the game. The Soldiers had won, and they had lost the championship.
She thought of the emo band. Their lyrics were so true, but…
She didn't know who they were anyway. And she was popular.