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Chapter 7

Weeks passed, and another battle of the bands was finally announced. Drug-X had been practising long and hard. As Dorothy Ann promised, she didn't talk about the set list with Judd. When the day for the battle of the bands arrived, DA nervously waited for her turn. She was back in her punk-rock outfit. "Nervous?" Carlos asked. DA turned and nodded. "It's okay." Carlos responded. "Do what I do: pretend the audience is in their underwear." DA rolled her eyes. "You don't really pretend anymore." Carlos grinned. "Yeah." He had promised himself after the show, he was going to reward himself with a three-way as a way to make up for the loss of last time, and this time, DA wouldn't be brought up. Ralphie came running over. "Come on, were up next." He said. DA nervously got on stage and took the microphone. "Please welcome Drug-X." The principal said. DA looked over at Carlos who nodded, then she looked into the audience and found Judd, smiling at her gently. Opening her mouth, she began

I'm not afraid of anything

I just need to know that i can breathe

I don't need much of anything

But suddenly, suddenly

I am small and the world is big

All around me is fast moving

Surrounded by so many things

But suddenly, suddenly

How does it feel, to be different from me?

Are we the same?

How does it feel, to be different from me?

Are we the same?

How does it feel?

I'm young, and I am free

But I get tired, and I get weak

I get lost, and I can't sleep

But suddenly, suddenly

How does it feel, to be different from me?

Are we the same?

How does it feel, to be different from me?

Are we the same?

How does it feel?

Would you comfort me

Would you cry with me;

Ahh, ahh, ahh-ah ahh,

ahh-ah ahh, ahh-ah ahh,

ahh-ah

Ahh, ahh, ahh-ah ahh,

ahh-ah ahh,

ahh-ah ahh, ahh-ah

I am small and the world is big

But I'm not afraid of anything;

How does it feel, to be different from me?

Are we the same?

How does it feel, to be different from me?

Are we the same?

How does it feel?

How does it feel, to be different from me?

Are we the same?

How does it feel, to be different from me?

Are we the same?

How does it feel?

How does it feel

How does it feel

Different from me, different...

How does it feel

How does it feel

Different from me, different...

How does it feel

How does it feel

Different from me

(ahh, ahh, ahh-ah; ahh-ah, ahh-ah,

ahh, ahh, ahh-ah;

ahh-ah, ahh-ah)

When she finished, after a bit, the audience cheered. Not as loud as when Carlos sang, but it was still loud. Feeling nervous, she dashed off stage where Judd was waiting for her. "You did amazing, Dorothy Ann." He whispered, taking her in his arms. Pulling apart, DA saw her friends were there. "Anyway," Judd continued. "I have to go onstage." DA went over as Malachite set up. "You did great." Wanda said. "Don't worry." DA shrugged. "But my applause wasn't as loud as I hoped." Carlos was about to say something, when a cover of SexyBack pulled their attention to the stage. All the girls seemed to melt at Judd's voice. Every now and then, he would turn and wink at DA. When they finished, more bands played. There were Godsmack covers, Rainbows and stuff by ICP, and we belong together (from Carlos' girls). When the songs were done, the principal came back on stage. "After much debating, the fifteen bands are..." One by one, he named off many bands, including Carlos' girls and Malachite, Drug-X was finally mentioned. Ralphie and Carlos slapped each other a high 5, and DA kissed Judd. "We have got to keep an eye on him." Carlos whispered. At that point, multiple girls surrounded him. "Tomorrow." He countered.