The long-awaited Chapter 11 is now here for all those who have been patiently waiting for it. I had fun writing this chapter because now the boys are on their way to stardom, a place we all wish to go one day. Many of us seek it, but few of us ever find it. Oh well. The girls will not be featured in this chapter, sadly. But I did add three new faces for everyone. Anyway, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own TDI.


The Road to Stardom

A week passed, before me and the boys could finally go to the hospital to get equipment taken off. And I was sure as hell, glad too. Do you have any idea how hard it is to play guitar with a broken arm? But there was one good thing about it. Gwen had never seemed to leave my side. Whenever I needed something, she told me she'd get and told me to lie back down in bed. I even couldn't go to bathroom, without her escorting me. But I didn't get upset. I'd probably have done the same thing if she was injured. All in all, I was glad to be able to move my arm again.

Tired from staying in the hotel all week, Duncan decided we should go something. What that something was, he didn't know. We headed down to the first floor and the lobby. Waving bye to Edward, we walked out of the hotel. We were walking to the car, until Duncan stopped us.

"We're not driving today." He said. We looked at him, confused. He shook his head.

"What's the point of driving if we don't even know where we're going?" he asked, like it was obvious. He started walking down the street, and we followed, just looking around the city. The lights on all of the buildings soon started to turn on as night was approaching. I looked at my watch as it was around 7:00 P.M. I sighed.

We continued walking until we reached a park. We looked as there were families on picnics, playing games, and other activities. We looked around as most of the people were gathered around a stage, some sitting down on chairs, some sitting on blankets they brought with them, and some just standing. We walked up to a guy standing by a tree, looking at the stage, with a smile on his face.

"Hey dude, what's going on?" Duncan asked. The guy looked at us, as if we were strangers, which we were.

"You're not from here, eh?" the dude asked. We soon got a better look at him. He on a blue winter hat called a toque and a blue and brown jacket and brown pants. I was amazed he didn't look hot with that hat on.

"No, we aren't. So tell us what's happening?" Duncan said, with more force in his voice. The guy looked at us, scared at nodded.

"It's our annual rock band celebration, eh." He said, looking back at the stage. "Every weekend, some famous rock band comes down here and performs for us, eh."

"So, it's like a concert?" I asked.

"That's right." He said, looking back at us. "This year some big famous rock band is supposed to come down and perform, eh."

"Mind if we chill with you, dude?" Geoff asked. The guy looked back at us, smiling.

"Sure, go right ahead. By the way, I'm Ezekiel, eh."

"Nice too meet you. I'm Trent." I said

"Duncan." He said, without looking at Ezekiel.

"I'm Geoff. Nice too meet you, dude." He said, giving Ezekiel a friendly brother hug.

"I'm Owen. Got any food?" he asked, putting out his hands. He sadly took them back; when Ezekiel shook his head 'no'.

"Noah." He said, without taking his eyes from his book that he bought with him.

"Name's DJ and this is Bunny." He said, showing the small, furry rabbit in his hands.

"I'm Harold." He said, waving at him.

"I'm Tyler. What up?" Ezekiel looked at him and then looked at the sky, checking to make sure it was still there, or so I thought he was.

We sat on the ground, waiting for someone or something to give a sign for when the concert would start. We soon looked as we heard someone yelling. We looked as it was a man with black hair who looked to be in his early twenties. He wore what looked a gray jacket with a white t-shirt underneath and gray pants.

"What do you mean, 'They're not coming'?!" he yelled at some guy who like a backstage attendant. "We've got a full house here that paid hard-earned money, our money, to see them play live! I've spent nearly $100,000 to set all this up, and you come back and tell me 'they're not coming?!'" The backstage attendant tried to explain his situation, but this only seemed to upset the man. "Then what the hell are we suppose to do?! If the fans find out about this, we'll have to give all their money back!" he yelled.

We all looked at each other, and smiled mysteriously. I looked at Ezekiel.

"We'll be right back, Zeke." I said. Ezekiel nodded and stood by the tree, watching the stage.

We all backstage and looked as the man was still yelling, trying to figure out what to do. He soon noticed and growled.

"Who are you? And who gave you permission to be back here?" he said, still angry. We just smiled at him, until Duncan cleared his throat.

"We hear that you have a little band problem." He said, smirking. The man seemed to get upset as he looked at Duncan's smug face.

"It's none of your business! Leave before I call security!" he threatened. He turned to walk away. Duncan sighed, loudly. We all smiled to ourselves as we played along.

"Such a shame." Duncan said, with a smirk. "Well, come on guys. It's obvious that he doesn't need a real rock band's help. But I wonder how is he going to explain this to the audience out there?" Duncan smirked as he put three fingers, and slowly counted.

"3…2…1…" he said, whispering.

"Wait!" he said, calling after us. We turned around and looked at him.

"Yes?" Duncan said, with a smirk. The man looked at us.

"You eight are all a band?" he asked. Duncan nodded.

"That's right, dude. We're called Too Much Drama." The man scratched his head, and sighed.

"Beggars can't be choosers." He said to himself. He then looked at us. "Okay, fine. You have one shot, but if you mess up, I'll sue you!" he threatened.

"Sure dude." Duncan said, waving off his threat. A man soon went on stage to speak to the audience.

"Excuse me, folks." The audience looked at him, as if they were anticipating the start of the concert. "For reasons unknown, the band scheduled to play here, has not arrived." He said. Boo's soon erupted into the audience as people started throwing things on stage and complaining. I felt sorry for the guy who was sent up there.

"But we do now have another band here, who volunteered to play for us. Please welcome, Too… Much… Drama!"

I sighed. This was the first time I've ever had to play in front of large crowd. Duncan put his hand on all of our shoulders and we wished each other good luck. We stepped on stage and looked as the people were staring at us with mixed emotions. We decided to not say anything, since we let our music speak for us. I put on the guitar that the dude managed to get me and we immediately started playing Papercut by Linkin Park.

Why does it feel like night today?
Something in here's not right today.
Why am I so uptight today?
Paranoia's all I got left
I don't know what stressed me first
Or how the pressure was fed
But I know just what it feels like
To have a voice in the back of my head
Like a face that I hold inside
A face that awakes when I close my eyes
A face watches every time I lie
A face that laughs every time I fall
(And watches everything)

So I know that when it's time to sink or swim
That the face inside is hearing me
Right beneath my skin

It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin

I know I've got a face in me
Points out all my mistakes to me
You've got a face on the inside too and
Your paranoia's probably worse
I don't know what set me off first
But I know what I can't stand
Everybody acts like the fact of the matter is
I can't add up to what you can but

Everybody has a face that they hold inside
A face that awakes when I close my eyes
A face watches every time they lie
A face that laughs every time they fall
(And watches everything)

So you know that when it's time to sink or swim
That the face inside is watching you too
Right inside your skin

[x2]
It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin

The face inside is right beneath your skin [x3]

The sun goes down
I feel the light betray me
The sun goes down
I feel the light betray me

The sun
I feel the light betray me
The sun
I feel the light betray me

It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin

It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin

After the song, the crowd erupted in cheers. I looked on, surprised. People clapped their hands and soon people were chanting 'TMD' in the audience. We all looked at each other, meaning they wanted another encore. We nodded to each other and soon started playing Becoming the Bull by Atreyu. Because this was a metal song, I automatically knew to let Duncan sing lead.

Come on!

Grab the bull by the horns the old adage goes.
Nobody tells you where to go from here.
I see what's grateful in you.
Decisions have to be made.
The best path is the hardest earned.

Back and forth the struggle consumes us all.
Trying to keep a level head.
In the most unsettling of times.
Today I'll become the bull. (Become the bull!)

There is so much at steak.
I'll stumble I'll loose my place.
Crowded in while surrounded by sin.
Destiny takes its hold.
Fight it or let it go.
But I choose how it ends we'll end.

G-G-G-Go!

Back and forth the struggle consumes us all.
Trying to keep a level head.
In the most unsettling of times.
Today I'll become the bull. (Become the bull!)
Today I'll become the bull.

This small heart can get lonely.
I lose myself inside myself.
No one can touch you when you're outside staring in.
Remove myself from this pride race.

Back and forth the struggle consumes us all.
Trying to keep a level head.
In the most unsettling of times.
Today I'll become the bull. (Become the bull!)
Today I'll become the bull.
Today I'll become the bull. (Become the bull!)
Today I'll become the bull!!
Today I'll become the bull.

As we finished, the crowd again erupted into cheers. Soon, we looked as people started taking pictures of us. As I stood on the stage, I wondered if this is how all rock stars feel on their first concert. We decided to play one more song, and we decided to play one that we all enjoyed. Within a second, we started playing Through the Fire and Flames by DragonForce.

On a cold winter morning
In the time before the light
In flames of death's eternal reign
We ride towards the fight
When the darkness is falling down
And the times are tough or right
The sand of evil laughter
Falls around the world tonight
Fightin' hard, fightin' on for the steel
Through the wastelands evermore
The scattered souls will feel the hell
Bodies wasted on the shores

On the blackest wings in hell's terrain
We watch the lands become
In fire and flame, now once again we know

So now we're flying, we're free
We're free before the thunderstorm
Hunt towards the wilderness
Our quest carries on
Far beyond the sun down, far beyond the moonlight
Deep inside our hearts and all our souls

So far away we wait for the day
For the lives all so wasted and gone
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
Through the fire and the flames we carry on

As the red day is dawning
And the lightning cracks the sky
They will raise their hands to the heavens above
With resentment in their eyes
Running back through the midmorning light
There's a burning in my heart
We're banished from the time in the foreign land
To a light beyond the stars

In your blackest dreams see to the need
That destiny is tied
And endlessly we're roaming free tonight

And on the wings of a dream so far beyond reality
All alone in desperation, now the time has gone
Lust inside you'll never find, lust within my own mind
Day after day this misery must go on

So far away we wait for the day
For the lives all so wasted and gone
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
Through the fire and the flames we carry on

Now here we stand with their blood on our hands
We fought so hard, now can we understand
I'll break the seal of this curse if I possibly can
For freedom of every man

So far away we wait for the day
For the lives all so wasted and gone
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
Through the fire and the flames we carry on

When the song was over, we were all exhausted. After all, that song requires you to have gone through seven minutes of guitar playing. But, we were all glad to have played our very first concert. We waved goodbye to the crowd of fans as we disappeared backstage. The guy in gray clothing was waiting for us.

"Dudes…" he began. "…that was awesome!" he said, smiling at us. "You guys did were awesome up there." He said. "Sorry, I doubted you guys before. It's hard to find good bands these days. By the way, I'm Chris. Chris Mclean." He said, flashing us a smile. We smiled and told him our names. "I'd like to talk more, but first we got to get out of here." He said.

We walked out of the door that led from the backstage to the ground. Soon, before we could blink, we were overcome by fans who were either begging for an autograph or those who wanted a picture of us. A big large black man, wearing a black suit and glasses pushed the fans out of the way to keep them from coming to us.

"Thanks Hatchet." Chris said. The guard nodded as he led us to a long, black limo and we quickly got in, panting.

"Fans are crazy." Noah said, as he settled in his seat. We all nodded in agreement. Soon, Mclean got in with us, still smiling. He then looked at us.

"Where do you guys live?" Chris asked.

"Biltmore Hotel." Duncan answered. Chris repeated this to the driver and the limo moved. I could still hear the fans screaming from behind us. I shuddered.

"So, as I was saying, you eight are really an impressive band." He said. "No one can mess with the skills all eight of you have." We all smiled as a result.

"After hearing you guys play, I want you to join me." We all looked at him, confused. He just continued smiling. "I mean, I want you to join my record label, Total Drama Entertainment." He said. "With the songs and skills you eight have, you can only imagine how big your fan base and your popularity will be."

We all looked at each other. This was kind of surprising. Mclean could see the surprise and shock in her faces and laughed.

"Don't worry. You don't have to answer me now." He said as we pulled up to the hotel. "When you guys feel ready to make music, give me a call." He said as he pulled out a card, and gave it to me. Duncan took it and looked at it.

"Well, until next time, gentlemen." He said as we all stepped out of the limo.

We watched it ride away and then walked into the hotel. We sighed as we all exhausted. We were all kind of glad the girls weren't back from wherever they went. Riding the elevator back to the floor we were all on, we retired to our rooms to think about the offer Mclean gave us, and to get some sleep.

I fell on my bed and stared at the ceiling. Inside, I was jumping with joy. I smiled as I thought I did good today and fell asleep.


Well, this is the end of Chapter 11. We will soon see what decision the boys will make in Chapter 12, which will be uploaded sometime next week. Until next time.