I'm on a roll! This chapter actually happened a few years ago, but it's still funny. Stork stars in this one for all you Stork fangirls out there! Thank you Aerrowsgirl001 for reviewing! I really apprecitae it! Now, on with the craziness!

Disclaimer: I don't own Storm Hawks or anything else that belongs to someone else. I do own my OCs and plot.


Drabble 3:

Choir

Alexis' POV...

I had choir with Stork and Ace. I wouldn't have imagined them singing, which I guess they really don't. They just kind of mumble. Well, not all of them are like me and love to sing! Mr. Lomure entered the class. "Let's start with our warm-ups!" He called to us, quieting us down. He sat at the piano and began to play. "Mama made me mash my M&Ms."

The rest of the class joined in. After a few octaves, he switched to "daddy dumped doritos in the dip."

"Now, we're going to do a concert..." Mr. Lomure began, beaming proudly at us.

"...Concert?" Stork mumbled beside me. I smirked at him.

"...in front of the school..."

"The whole school?" Stork said, beginning to sound panicked.

"... and each of you will have a solo."

"Solo?" I giggled as Stork's eyes got bigger and bigger. Some of the other people in the class were beginning to look over at him.

"You will choose your own song and pick a partner to practice with." Mr. Lomure continued.

"Alexis..." Stork muttered. I smiled over at him again and nodded, confirming that we would be partners.

"The concert is in a week." He finished.

"A week?" Stork exclaimed, beginning to hyperventilate. I grabbed a plastic baggie, which had held my cookies from lunch, and handed it to him. He breathed into it and the class laughed.

"You're kidding, right?" I asked Stork.

He threw the baggie down and yelled, "No!"

"Oh... Well, don't worry!" I awkwardly patted him on the back. "It'll be okay. I'll help you." I said.

"I need a stress ball!" He exclaimed.

"Well, I don't carry around a stress ball... Use Blake's arm!" I suggested.

"Are you calling me fat?" Blake asked.

"No..." I said sarcastically.

"What should I sing about?" Ace asked me.

"Hair products." I said.

"What?" He asked.

"You obviously love hair products, so find a song about them." I said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" He demanded.

"Your hair doesn't move! You can't tell me that's natural!" I exclaimed.

"I don't use any hair products." He stated.

"You use every hair product in the book!"

"I do not!"

"It's unnaturally shiny!"

"No, it's not!"

"You must use an entire bottle of gel!"

"Never mind! I don't need advice from you." He said, stalking angrily away.

"Where were we?" I asked Stork.

"Our songs." He said.

"Oh yeah. You should do... Paranoia by Green Day!" I said.

"What are you saying?" He demanded.

"Nothing..." I said innocently.


This chapter sucked, but I'll upload it anyway. This is more of a just-for-fun story anyway, so what does it matter? Well, even thought it's horrible, please review!