A/N: Hi all! I just wanted to say, I won't be updating as frequently as I would like, because school just got back in session (BOO!) and I REALLY need to focus on my studies (I nearly bombed math and french last semester :P ) and I hope you guys understand!

Xoxo ~ Nat

Chapter 9

Instead of going to NCIS, the next day, we went to the Nerve Center to check it out.

'Natalia Saint?'

I whipped around. A cute guy, not much older than me by the looks of it, was standing there.

'Nathaniel St. James, pleased to meet you.'

'Et toi.' I replied in French.

'Ah, comment ça va?' How are you?

'Bien, merci.' Good, thank you.

'Where is the set up and everything?'

'Ah, let me take you all on the tour.' He held out his arm, but I declined, so Breeanna took it instead.

'The Nerve Center was founded three years ago, by my older brother, Cole St. James; in search for a young adult clubbing experience with a major adrenaline rush; instead of normal drunkenness, you get with most clubs.'

He pointed to a huge, see-through chamber in the middle of the club.

'We started with indoor skydiving, and we're getting a zip line added in next summer. Can I interest you ladies and gents in a go?'

I nodded eagerly. I loved indoor skydiving. My step-dad, Lucas took me for my 12th birthday.

'Lets get you suited up!'

Ten minuets later, I was standing in the center of the wind tunnel. The fans roared to life, and different coloured lights lit up the interior.

I took a jump, and spread out my arms, and let the wind take me up.

I started showing off the sole fact, that I had done this before. I took a dive, and pulled up right before I hit the bottom.

I went to the top again, and hit the sides, to freak everyone out.

I came close to the bottom, and got ready to land, when I heard the fans start to die.

I hit the bottom with a "Ka-THUNK"

There was a small round of applause, and I got un-suited.

'I don't think I want to go any more...' Braydon commented.

Everyone laughed. No one else wanted to go.

We continued on with the tour.

'The set up of the club is fairly unique, three levels high; built around the simulator, with the stage and DJ booth on the north-east side.'

'Coolio.'

'Here, is the stage. We've got instruments and mics set up, want to give it a shot?'

'Sure. Bree, got your laptop?'

'Always.'

We scampered up on stage, and did a quick test of the equipment.

'Test. Test. I think we're good.'

'Laptop and tables working!'

'Everyone good?'

I looked as everyone nodded.

'PUMPED UP KICKS! A ONE TWO THREE FOUR!'

Braydon's hands started their magic on the bass, Tiana kept a steady beat, Breeanna worked on percussion and other sounds on her laptop and of course, I jumped in with the vocals.

Robert's got a quick hand.
He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan.
He's got a rolled cigarette, hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy kid.
Yeah he found a six shooter gun.
In his dads closet hidden in a box of fun things, and I don't even know what.
But he's coming for you, yeah he's coming for you.

I shot my signature 'Whatchu looking' at?' eyes into the non-exsitanat crowd.

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet.

I looked up and smiled as I sung ending chorus.

Martin was standing; with pride beaming from his eyes.

'I think this'll work!' I said enthusiasticaly.

'Me too!' Martin shouted back.

We all laughed.

I helped Breeanna jump off the stage, so she wouldn't smash her laptop.

I thanked Nathaniel, and we went to the closest Denny's to work on the setlist.

Twenty minuets, waiting for our Grand Slam's;

'I think we should close with 'Lights', try and do the whole sha-bang, ya know?'

'Nat, I realize you love that song, but I'm not sure that you'll get to be hooked up to wires and hoisted up to fly around.'

I pouted.

'No harm in trying.'

Martin face-himself.

'We'll see.'

We had decided on a ten song set list. So far, we were doing ALL covers. 'Struck by Lightning', 'In Step', 'Kill my Boyfriend', 'Pumped Up Kicks', 'No I.D.' (Braydon's singing Vince's parts), 'Back it up', '3 Little Words', and of course, 'Lights'.

You show the lights that stop me
Turn to stone you shine them when im alone
And so I tell myself that i'll be strong and dreaming when they're gone
Cuz they're calling, calling, calling me home
Calling, calling, calling home
You show the lights that stop me
Turn to stone you shine them when im alone

Tiana laughed.

'Do you EVER stop?'

'...' I pretended to rack my brain. 'Nope!'

They all laughed.