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"Quite entertaining. Alright next we have Dash Baxter and Adrian Sanchez doing a magic act."
Mr. Lancer was replaced with an eighteen year old blonde boy and a fourteen year old Latin boy. Let's just say their act didn't go as planned.
Adrian tripped and his rabbit ran out of his hat. While he was chasing the rabbit, he tripped once again. This time he caught a hold of Dash's pants and pants the older teen.
Dash quickly ran offstage holding his pants up and Adrian followed once he had caught the rabbit.
Mr. Lancer came on looking across the stage. "Um, very well. Our Next act is Butch Haven and Marcus Hartman doing a comedy act."
The two thirteen year olds got many laughs, but their last joke was disappointing and was nowhere near as good as the earlier jokes. It left a bitter taste in the audiences mouths. The two left to no applause.
Meanwhile, backstage Mr. Lancer was worrying. All that was left was the last group, but they hadn't been seen. He was about to go out and tell the audience that the last group wouldn't be here, when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He looked over to see a group of four teens.
"I believe we're next." The girl that spoke was wearing a sleeveless red dress with a skintight, high, black collar. She also wore a black belt (that had the word "Huntress" written in red on it), black stockings, and black combat boots. She had her red and black hair pulled up with a red headband to show the multiple piercing in he ears. The head band also held a black veil that hid her face. The girls last accessories where a pair of red and grey bracelets and a tattoo, a red and black arrow, on her forearm.
"You're the last group?" Mr. Lancer said looking at the others.
The girl next to the first was wearing a strapless, knee-length dress that almost looked like it was made of leaves. She had spiky eyeliner on under her pure green eyes. Her outfit was accessorized with a pair of elbow length gloves with the same design as the dress, a vine-like belt, a spiked chocker, and a spiked hair band that kept up a half-ponytail. She was barefoot.
The boy had green skin and pointed ears. He wore a long-sleeve grey shirt with a blue lightning bolt on it. He was also wearing a pair of black pants, black dress shoes, a dark grey beret, and a pair of dark sunglasses.
The last girl was what caught his eyes the most. She had pure white hair and toxic green eyes. She was wearing a mid-thigh-length dress that had a v-neck and appeared to be made of hazmat material. It's base was black, but it had white rings around her forearms and a thick ring around her mid section that dipped to a v at her front. The long sleeves were tucked into elbow-length white gloves. The outfit was accessorized with knee-high white boots, a white choker, and a black headband. She could easily double for a Phantom.
"That's us," the girl answered.
"Alright, and you're a band right?"
"Yes, we'll be doing a mash up piece."
"We don't have any lighting effects for you since you didn't come to the rehearsals."
"It's okay, We got it covered." Mr. Lancer raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.
"Okay, I'll introduce you."
They took their places at their instruments behind the curtain before nodding to the teacher.
Mr. Lancer walked onto the stage. "Sorry boys, maybe next time. Our last group of the night is quite a mystery. No one's seen them play and they hadn't even shown up for rehearsal. They'll be playing a mash up of songs. Let me introduce you to..."
Yes, I made Dash and Adrian look like idiots on purpose. I don't like Dash. Yes, the two boys ARE supposed to be named after Butch Hartman. Yes they're ending is a joke on Phantom Planet. Can you guess who they are?