Cloud5!
Flashing strobe lights and the soft glow of multi colors of neon floors highlighting the VIP section. The sweet smell of pineapple waxing on the obsidian colored stage and the fresh scent of Frebreeze that was just sprayed by the staff to make it seem clean. A snug fitting black miniskirt and a loose red fashion top was my choice of clothing along with a pair of converses and a dark red bandana that was tied around my head. What was written on the bandana in black sharpie was: Cloud5! in a messy scrawl. The pale well endowed girl with black hair right next to me in dark jean shorts, a pale yellow tank top and the same mimicking bandana around her head, was the base player Tsubaki.
The girl next to her in the similar attire, but in an orange tank top and twirling drum sticks in her hands was Patty the drummer, and the taller girl next to her, same outfit, blue tank top, was her older sister Liz, holding a cherry red guitar, was the electric guitar player.
The sockets of our eyes were stained with special black eye makeup and white painted eyelashes, along with contacts that turned our eyes the identical shade of a sky blue. And incase you were wondering, all of it was done proudly by Liz herself. But the idea, entirely Patty's. Outfits chosen by, Tsubaki.
It was the four of us against the stage, what was left, was my equipment, until a staff member came by and gave me my microphone.
Together united as a band we were.
Curtains pulled back, we all rushed to our spots.
Cloud5
The spotlight was on us now.
In the background Patty taped her drum sticks together while she counted down from three.
Three
The club people stopes to look onstage.
Two
I wet my lips and relaxed my vocal chords. Tsubaki and Liz gripped their picks tighter. Patty's arms floated over head ready to just clamor down on the drums to the song we all knew.
One
It was all Cloud5 from there.