Black: Hello fans, how are ya? I'm doing good but ya know what... who cares!? Let's just get on with story... shall we? Oh, btw, Ladies and Gents, you will now find out the beginning of the guitar, base, drums, and microphone, because after all... we need some new music.
Disclaimer: All normal disclaimers apply... God, I hate them... they're so selfish, why can't I own Golden Sun or Third Eye Blind's music!? Ugh! I hate people like them!
Another Disclaimer: I do not own Miles song, "Spare Me The Details" It's a real song by The Offspring.
Blaming Someone Else------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Isaac and guys... and girls,
You wouldn't believe how much of a hit I am down here! Even my sister is impressed. The classes here are amazing. The only problem is that people really criticize the school, saying that we're "Misfits" and such... it's quite a depressive thing. Oh well, but hey, guess what? I'm doing a live performance! When the principal heard my singing talents, he immediately told me to find a new genre of music and to sing a song there. As it'll be my first big performance, I want you and the guys to come and see me. I'm not sure if I can do this if you aren't here, it's on the 15th of December, so tell everyone!
Regards,
Ivan
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"There... that looks good." There was a knock on the door. "Come in."
"Master Ivan, is there any mail you would like me to send." Ivan grinned.
"Just on time, Miles, tell me..." Ivan looked for his mailing stamp. When he did he pressed hard onto the back of the envelope. "How is that instrument coming?"
"Great, actually... I'm getting better at this instrument you call a..." He peered into his mind for what it was called.
"It's a guitar, first of it's kind."
"Ah, yes a guitar..."
"I would like to hear you play it at some time, after all we are due for the big concert in twelve days."
"Of course Master Ivan." He bowed. "Oh, wait... I know that Natalie is working very hard on her instrument the um... the um..."
"Base?"
"Yes, that's it."
"Well, that's good." Ivan said. He sighed. "Still... I feel like there's something missing."
"Try mixing things together... I mean, when you think about it you could do flutes and horns, drums and cymbals, or..."
"Wait! Say that again!"
"Or..."
"No before that!"
"," Ivan stared confused at the small teen.
"Is that even a word!?" He would've expected that from none other then Garet.
"I don't think so..." Miles trailed off thinking for a moment.
"Wonder what made you say it... if you did..."
"Or write it..."
"Excuse me?"
"Nothing." He answered quickly.
"Alright, well what did you say before that... comma thingy?" Ivan inquired still puzzled at Miles answer.
"Drums and Cymbals."
"That's it! I'll make an instrument with drums and cymbals; the person can sit and play them! It's genius!"
"It sure is Master Ivan!" Miles said happily with a grin.
"Miles, do me a favor and stop calling me Master?" He shrugged. "After all, you're two years older then me." Miles only smiled. He finally stood up instead of slouching like normal. He was about three inches taller then Ivan.
"Yes, Mas- I mean, Ivan." He looked at the clock that was up on the wall. "Oh my, I must be going!" With saying that, he was gone in a flash. Ivan smirked and brought the equipment he needed to his room. He took his cloak off and began working on it.
"This, is gonna be one hell of a project." He then began putting his pieces together.
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"Hey guys!" Isaac called out running to everyone. Most were watching Garet chase his little brother Aaron around his house.
"C'mon Garet! Take a joke!"
"Not when it's about my hair! I thought when Ivan left I'd have some peace but it looks like he brainwashed you!" Isaac slowed down to a stop and sat next to Jenna and Mia holding the piece of parchment in his hand.
"What did Aaron say?"
"Well, Garet was talking about how a monster once knocked you unconscious and hit his sword out his hand." Jenna started giggling.
"I just heard the story, it's pretty funny." Jenna interrupted.
"Yeah, and he didn't know what to do so before he could continue, Aaron yelled out that he could've killed the beast with his hair it's so pointy!" Mia burst into fits of giggles. Isaac chuckled himself, but then his eyes wandered to a girl sitting in the tree, her eyes fixated on the clear blue sky. Isaac's eyes softened to a worrisome look.
"How is she doing?" Not taking his eyes off the young blonde.
Jenna sighed, "Not too good, she hasn't eaten, drank, or talk much."
"And you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Garet told me first thing about you and him last night." Isaac frowned slightly. "Besides, it's not like you weren't heard."
"What's this? What happened?" Mia inquired.
"You mean to tell me that you didn't hear Jenna's cries?"
"No... I guess I was asleep."
"Well, Jenna here was doing obvious flirting, and forced Garet to tell her his true feelings, when he did, she up and left."
"I... look, I'm sorry but a lot of things crossed my mind."
"It doesn't matter, you hurt Garet." Isaac said darkly. Never had Jenna nor Mia had ever heard Isaac speak so cruelly to a friend.
"Isaac..." Mia trailed off worriedly. "Please... don't be so mean..."
"And why not? She messed with my bestfriends feelings!" Isaac yelled. "Don't you even care about what Garet feels!?"
"What about...?" Garet trailed off, his brother is a head-lock under his left arm, walking towards the three. "Oh... Isaac... Mia..." He then saw Jenna and dropped his brother unconsciously, then left quietly. Mia stood up and tried to leave but was held by Isaac.
"Let him be." He turned to Jenna. "Didn't you know of his feelings?" Jenna murmured something that couldn't be heard very well. "What was that?"
"...Yes...yes, I did." She mumbled. There were tears forming at the ends of her eyes.
"I thought so... how dare you Jenna... and we all know that you love him also!" Jenna gasped and looked at him. Isaac placed the piece of parchment in Mia's lap. He then whispered into her ear, "Tell everyone this... I just can't bare to look at Jenna right now." Then he walked away, as much as he was not happy with Jenna, he couldn't say it loud enough for Jenna to hear, he didn't want to hurt her too much.
"He's right, ya know..." Jenna said staring at the young warrior walking away. "It is my fault."
"Don't say that... Isaac's... just lately has been out of character, like everyone else." Mia replied. "I know I have."
"Think it's because of Ivan?" Jenna asked. Mia looked to the Jupiter adept who was still in the tree, and still staring at the sky.
"Probably... has she even blinked yet?"
"Nope." Jenna replied. "So, what's that parchment say?" Mia opened it up and quickly scanned it. She then started screaming happily.
"Sheba! Sheba come down here!"
"Huh?"
"It's about Ivan!"
"IVAN!?" She yelled trying to squirm out of her spot in the tree, only to fall flat on her face into the ground, but then jumped right back up and rushed to the two females.
"Look!" Mia held the parchment out for them to see. Jenna began to giggle insanely (A/N: Weird mood swings were having aren't we...?) Sheba gasped and ripped the parchment from the aqua-haired girl's hands. "Hey!"
Sheba scanned the paper several times until going to a fit of happy screams and giggles, while hugging the paper tightly, dancing.
Mia and Jenna looked at her with a weird look on their face... sorta like this : oO;;;. But decided it was best that they left her alone and walked away.
"C'mon, let's hurry... I'd rather not see her do the Macarena." Jenna said.
"Ya know, that's so cliché of author's to write about someone doing the Macarena." Mia sighed. "But, then why'd you say it?"
"May I was being possessed by something..." Jenna trailed off. Mia stared at her like she had said something stupid... well she did. "What... there might be someone who's controlling us now as we speak..."
Somewhere far away in a secret hideout –"Shit!" Black yelled. "They found out me out!" The author frantically wrote anything that might help them forget about the idea. "Ah!"
Back to our two feminine heroes –"I wonder..."
A manly yell was heard, and next thing they knew Piers was lying on top of them.
"Mmp... pers... ger orf!" (A/N: Translation: Mmph...Piers...get off!) Piers rubbed his head as heard the muffled cries.
"Oh... sorry ladies." He turned a shade of red as he got up. He then helped the girls up.
"How in the Wise One's name did you get here out of no where?"
"Another reason for my theory..." Jenna said rubbing her head.
Somewhere far away in a secret hideout...again –"GOD DAMN IT!" Black roared. "AHA! I have an idea!" He clicked a button and started scribbling things as quickly as he could on his note pad.
Back to the gang –"Jebbs, ehst happened bougt Aret?" Piers said quickly.
"What the hell did you just say Piers?" Jenna asked. Her head was really hurting and was getting dizzy. Felt like she was forgetting things.
Somewhere far aw-... THE DAMN HIDEOUT! GOD THIS IS GETTING ANNOYING DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH TI- ---
"Stupid narrator thingy on auto..." Black sighed. "Damn, I was writing to fast." He took his time as he wrote for what Pier's should have said.
-ME IT TAKES TO... oh, back to the other place —
"Sorry, I guess that fall hurt my jaw a bit." He adjusted his jaw with his right hand until he heard a crack. "That's better."
"Okay, so what did you say?"
"I said, 'Jenna, what happened about Garet?'" Piers asked.
"Oh... you heard about it?"
"Yeah, Isaac was livid, but... I don't know why he's so mad about it." Jenna sighed and Mia had her sit down and tell Piers the story. This was also the first time Mia heard the whole story so she was also a bit shocked at how Isaac was being out of character.
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"Ok, Ken... let's try it one more time." Ken nervously began to beat the drums slowly but then went to a faster pace. "Now, the cymbals!" Ivan yelled over the loud noise. Ken began to make a pattern with the drums and cymbals playing together. For a fifth try, it sounded really good. "Okay, you can stop now!" Ken hit the last drum and accidentally let go of one of the drumsticks which flew right at Ivan, and hit him in the head. "Ow!" He fell to the ground with a loud thud.
"Ivan!" Ken jumped from his seat and rushed over to his mentor's side. "Are you alright? I'm so sorry."
"Mommy... look at the pretty Jupiter Dijinn!" He said almost drunken like. He then fainted.
"Ivan!?" Ken shook the 15 year old, and smacked him. Ivan awoke in an instant.
"Ow..."
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah... just my head hurts a bit."
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to."
"Don't sweat it."
"Ivan!" The yell echoed across the huge arena. (A/N: The out door kind of arena... okay, leave me alone... I've got a huge imagination)
"Ah, Principal." Ivan greeted him, getting to his feet and walking over to him and shaking his hand. Ivan looked over his shoulder and saw and old man looking the other way.
"Ivan... I'd like you to meet a friend of mine, he's quite well at working with new kinds of music, he's really a genius at everything..." The principal of the school trailed of pondering. "Well, anyways, Ivan this is..." Ivan's eyes went wide when the old geezer turned around. His glasses at the bridge of his nose, and was writing notes already in his notebook.
"K-Kraden!?" Ivan yelled confusedly. The old man looked up and smiled.
"Ivan, it's good to see you, how are you?" Ivan sweat dropped. 'Nooooooooooooo!' He thought. "What are these thing's over here?" He walked over to the stage and admired the new-formed instruments. The guitar intrigued him the most.
"These are my instruments, in the middle is the drums, which are just a pair of drums, and cymbals put together, on the right is my guitar, we have two guitars, one for me and one for my fellow member Miles, and on the left is the base guitar."
"This looks like the guitar."
"Correct, but it gives a deeper sound." Ivan said.
"I see... do you mind if you show me how they work?" Kraden asked still admiring the musical tools.
"No problem, we needed some practice." Ivan looked to Ken. "Ken, would you please get Natalie and Miles for me, and do hurry." The boy nodded and ran off. The principal whistled as he walked over to the stage.
"So, how do you know Kraden?"
"Well... hard to say?"
"We had an exploration together... yes that's it." Kraden replied for him.
"I see, well I must be off, I need to tell the janitor to clean that window."
"Why sir?"
"Well, another college again wrote Misfits on it... this is getting very old, very fast."
"Misfits... that's what they think we are... were freaks to them huh?" Ivan asked. The principal merely nodded. Ivan then got a wonderful idea. "Sir, who are you inviting to my concert?"
"Oh, that reminds me, I came to ask you, who should I?" Ivan dropped anime-style.
"Well, I invited my friends, but I think you should invite the principals and some students from all our rival schools." The principal smiled.
"Very well and Ivan?" Ivan looked to him with his head cocked. "I'm putting a lot of trust into you, don't mess up." Ivan smiled and nodded, trying hide the fear in his eyes.
"I know, and I won't sir." With that the principal left. Then, a group of three entered all talking. Miles saw Ivan and waved at him.
"Whatcha need Ivan?" Miles queried.
"We're gonna put on a show for Master Kraden here... and it's with your song."
"My... my song?"
"Yes, think you can do it?"
"Of course! I've been practicing when I have free time every day." Miles said happily.
"That's an understatement." Natalie said slyly. "You practiced every minute of the day."
"Shut it Natalie, anyways... Ivan are you going to sing?" Ivan smiled and shook his head.
"No, you will." Miles looked even more estatic.
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"Ready Kraden?" The old man nodded ready to take notes.
Ken began to beat his drums, and then Ivan began to play the guitar, and Natalie the bass. Miles happily shook his head up and down to the beat and played a few chords on his instrument. He took a deep breath and sung.
"My girl friend, my dumb doughnut, went to a party just the other night, but three hours later, and seven shots of jäger, she was in the bedroom with another guy, and I don't really wanna know, so don't tell me anymore... and I really don't wanna hear, about her feet all up in the air, and well, I'm not the one who acted like a hoe, why must I be the one who has to know?! I'm not the one who messed up big time, so, spare me the details if you don't mind."
Even though it wasn't the whole song, Ivan thought it was good enough and stopped playing. The others quickly followed. Kraden had been walking around to hear it from different spots.
"How was it Kraden!?" Ivan yelled.
"It was really good!" The elder yelled back. Ivan turned to the others and they all cheered for a few minutes.
"But!"
"Aw... there's a but... why couldn't he have said it 3 sentences up?" Ken moaned.
"Quit your complaining!" Natalie hit him in the back of the head.
"Ow!"
"But, it isn't loud enough!" The group groaned. "But I have an idea... Ivan I'll need you for this."
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"Alright, are we all packed!?" Garet yelled at the caravan. Jenna poked her head out with an annoyed look.
"We're right here... no need to yell you big oaf!" Garet opened his mouth to say something, but turned and walked away. Jenna sighed. She was in the girl's caravan with Sheba and Mia. The boys were in the other one. "What do I do?"
"Apologize to him." Mia stated simply. She was knitting Isaac's loose ends of his scarf which she had begged to fix, and he finally actually complied. The scarf was frost bitten, seared by fire, stamples, dirty, but for some reason, smelled really really nice.
"Easy for you to say, you've got a guy." Jenna pouted and folded her arms. "And so does Sheba!"
"Not technically." Sheba corrected her. She was the one steering the horses. If anyone wanted to get there it was her.
"Oh come of it, we all know you two are practically a couple!"
"So?" Sheba grinned. "At least I can show my feelings willingly."
"Oh please..."
"She's right you know." Mia added. "When are you gonna confess?"
"I don't know... it's just so hard just to tell him I love him." Jenna said softly. "I love him so much it hurts sometimes... but I'm just afraid."
"That he's gonna be a really stupid boy friend of dare I say, husband?"
"Actually..." Jenna trailed off. "...I'm afraid I won't be good enough for him." Mia's mouth gaped open. "Listen... when... Isaac told you he loved you, I fell to pieces... because I sorta had an infatuation on him..." Mia nodded. She had figured this out and had always felt bad for Jenna... but that didn't mean she was gonna give up Isaac for her.
"When Sheba asked me, I confessed my true feelings for Garet, and I didn't even know they were there." Jenna sighed. "I didn't know what to do and when Garet almost kissed me, millions of questions popped into my head, like 'Is this real?' 'Am I really good enough for him?'"
"That always happens... you just gotta let it go." Sheba said. She couldn't really agree for she was the one who kissed Ivan. But, it wasn't like he ran away... wait, he went to M.A.S.T.... 'No... he couldn't have gone because...' Sheba thought.
"Hey, guys?" Sheba asked not taking her eyes off the road the horses were almost prancing on. "Do you think Ivan went to M.A.S.T. to get away from me?"
"Sheba... I've always thought you were really smart, but right now you just sunk to Garet's I.Q." Jenna said. Mia giggled and nodded. "What kind of dumbass question is that?"
"Hey, at least I fell in love with someone who writes pens, pencils, and not crayons."
"HEY!" Sheba and Jenna quarreled over who they loved for a while, as Mia was knitting the scarf neatly.
She smiled and whispered, "Oh, yeah... Jenna and Garet are so meant for each other, as are Ivan and Sheba..."
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"C'mon guys! One more day!" Ivan said. "Plug in your vines." Everyone to a vine and placed it neatly into a hole that was in their musical tool. Ivan walked over to his invention, which he named the microphone and pushed a vine through the end of it. He then moved to a box that was connected to all the vines and touched it. Concentrating, a few sparks flew out of his hand, giving power to the machine. There was a loud sound, which for some reason, Kraden had called feed back. Ivan giggled at remembering Miles comment after the screeching sound had subsided that he'd give Kraden a bit of feed back with his fist because the old man hadn't told them before hand. Ivan looked to Kraden who was in a room above the concert arena (which had glass mind you) and gave him one thumb up. Kraden returned gesture and looked at one of Ivan's colleagues, Joshua who like Ivan was a Jupiter Adept. He held onto the same kind of box as Ivan (but it was in Kraden's room) and gave it a little electrical charge.
Everyone crossed their fingers as Ivan cautiously walked to the microphone, he closed his eyes and tapped it. The sound could be heard loudly across the arena. Everyone cheered happily.
"We did it!" Kraden exclaimed, he and Joshua then began to dance happily as Ivan and the group jumped up and down. Natalie hugged Ivan tightly, and Ken hugged Miles.
"Ken... um... Ken, I don't swing that way." Miles gave a weird look. "How the hell do you think Spare Me The Detail's was written?" Ken shrugged but smiled.
"I don't either but I'm so happy!" Ken said a bit annoyed though the smile was still there. Miles grinned to Ivan and Natalie. Ivan was trying to pry her off of him. Everyone, but Ivan knew about Natalie's crush on him, but couldn't bring themselves to tell her about Sheba.
Kraden then spoke into his own microphone, "Excuse me Ivan? Try singing in the microphone will you?" Ivan nodded and looked to Miles. He grinned and picked up his now black painted guitar.
"Nice color." Natalie said. Miles smiled.
"Gotta look good for my adoring fans... and um, nice color for you." Miles replied as she picked up her hot pink bass guitar. He looked at Ken weirdly. "Hey Ken?"
"Yeah?" Ken asked now sitting in his seat behind his drum set.
"Purple really suits you." Ken smiled happily, not hearing the tone of sarcasm in Miles' voice. Ivan placed his dark blue guitar on the ground and said into the microphone while looking at his guitar partner.
"Miles, just play some chords." Miles did so and Ivan got the beat of it.
"Can't be held responsible, she was touching her face, I won't be held responsible, she fell in love in the first place." He sung happily. He was ecstatic, the microphone was working perfectly.
"Alright, now let's go a bit faster." He held five fingers up. Ken simply nodded and hit his drums hard. "Let's go!" The guitar and bass began to play as Ivan simply danced in the same spot.
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"Damn it Garet!" Sheba yelled through her gritted teeth. They were two days late on the count of Garet's huge appetite and them not bring enough money to pay for it. Other words, they had to work to pay for the food. She whipped the horses a few times to get them to go faster. The boy's caravan were having a hard time catching up.
"S-sheba, can you please go slower!?" Mia exclaimed, afraid for her life. When Sheba was pissed, she drove like a mad-man.
"Yeah! Ow!" Jenna yelled as they hit a bump throwing Mia and Jenna up and then hitting the floor of the caravan hard. She rubbed her butt in pain. "Please!"
"No way am I missing Ivan's first performance!" Sheba looked at them with a sad look, she looked as if she was crying. "I promised him I'd come, and I love him to much to break that promise!"
Mia, who understood completely nodded, but still feared for her safety as well as the others and clutched onto anything she could. Jenna, took a moment to take in everything that Sheba said, the blond haired girl was still looking at them. The brunette nodded nervously. Sheba then looked at screamed.
"Guys! Hold on!"
"Sheba? What's wrong!?" Mia asked worriedly. Then she noticed something... there were no more bumps... they weren't on ground. Sheba jumped onto the back, and Jenna saw the horses had unhooked from the caravan. The cargo car took a nose dive down the hill and occasionally flew off the hill because of a bump. The girls all screamed especially during their air times.
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"Ivan... it's almost time..." Natalie said. She was wearing two black colored earrings that weren't too big but you could see them from just talking to her or looking at her face. Her dark black hair was in a ponytail. She wore a dark green tunic-dress that was ripped at the middle and a dark blue skirt. Ivan turned around and smiled. "Well, how do I look?"
"You look..." Natalie waited hopping it be something good. "...really cute." She forced a happy smile until he turned around she then frowned. Ivan was having trouble placing the button a clip together on his dark green cape.
"Grr... stupid cape." He growled. Natalie nervously stood behind him and looked over his shoulder seeing her in his mirror.
"Need help?" She asked innocently. Ivan smiled weakly and nodded. He turned to face her. She began fussing with the clip. "Wow... this thing is old... why don't you get a new one?"
"Well... it's kind of hard to explain." Ivan sighed. "It was given to me about four months ago, two months before my adventure ended, but the thing is it was given to me from someone very special to me."
"Who's that?"
"A girl named Sheba." He said.
"What's so special about her?" He smiled happily.
"Well, I'm in love with her..." He trailed off. Natalie fidgeted a bit. "... and if I'm right, she loves me too."
"But, what if she doesn't?"
"I don't know... but I hope she'll be here tonight, they said they would, but knowing Garet, they probably got stuck somewhere."
"Garet?"
"A friend that's a really dumb idiot." He chuckled and she giggled.
"I hope she'll be here too." Natalie said with a pang of jealousy in her voice. Luckily Ivan didn't notice.
"Thanks."
"Hey, Ivan!" Miles knocked on the door. "Let me in!" Ivan cracked a smile as Natalie had finished the button. Miles had gotten a lot more open then the first time he met him. He'd always be so proper but after getting used to Ivan, he had become relaxed and talked normally.
Ivan opened the door and burst into laughter when he saw Miles' hair. The boy's dark chestnut hair was spiked up in every direction.
"What!?" Miles yelled angrily.
"It's...it's nothing... you just like two of my friends combined!" Ivan said between moments of laughter.
"The clothes too?" Miles asked. He was wearing dark jeans with a white and blue t-shirt. He also had a black jacket saying the band's name: 'Misfits In Training'.
"Nah... those are totally you." He chuckled a bit and Natalie joined in. Miles frowned. "C'mon, let's go get Ken." They both nodded and followed the spikey haired demon boy, to their band members room. They opened the door and Miles gasped as he saw Ken standing there without a piece of clothing.
"Woah! Ken!" Ivan then walked in and smiled but Natalie's response was just like Miles.
"What?"
"You've got a six-pack!?" Miles asked in disbelief.
"Um... Miles, you have one to... and so do I." Ivan said proudly. Miles looked at Ivan and pointed to Ken.
"Yeah! But this is Ken!"
"Um... hi? I'm still here you know."
"Oh, yeah... still! This is Ken were talking about!" Miles said.
"I'm still here damn it!"
"That's nice!" Miles retorted.
"Would you just quit insulting me so we can go?" Ken asked.
"Yeah... but wow Ken, nice six pack." Natalie complimented. Ken blushed.
"Thank you." He put his black shirt on and looked in the mirror. The black and shirt and tan khakis worked well. He smiled and they all left for the concert arena.
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"Think this'll be good?" One professor asked another.
"I don't know, what do you think?" The second professor asked the third professor.
"Well, M.A.S.T. is known to not have a lot of good singers, nor band players." The third professor said thoughtfully. He turned to the next professor. "What do you think?"
"Um... what're we doing here again?" The professor asked stupidly.
"Shut up Bob."
"Otay!" Bob said happily.
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"We're gonna die!" Jenna yelled. She and Sheba were on the left side of the caravan and Mia was on the right. They had gotten off the hill and were no going down a dirt path at a rather quick speed. They all screamed until Mia caught glimpse of a building. There were plenty of lights showering down on it.
"That's it!" Mia said pointing to the arena. Sheba yelled happily, but then screamed when the caravan just so happened to run straight into a pole cracking the van into two parts. They then went into two different roads. Because of the bushes Sheba and Jenna couldn't see Mia until they got to the end and saw the other half of the caravan empty.
"Mia!?" Sheba screamed.
"Jump off!" Mia yelled running out of the bushes when they passed her. They did so and rolled on the ground. She quickly ran to them and cast ply to heal any minor injuries. "You guys okay?" Her voice was a bit hoarse from screaming so much.
"Yeah... fine as a daisy." Jenna growled getting up. She looked at the runaway caravan. "Great, where are we?" Sheba groggily looked up and squealed happily.
"Guys were here!" Mia and Jenna looked at the big building that they somehow missed and hugged each other happily. "Let's go!" Sheba got up and ran into the building. The two older girls quickly followed.
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"You guys go on in five minutes." The stage manager told the group. Ivan peeked through the curtains to find his friends.
"Where are you Sheba...?" Ivan whispered to himself. "I can't do this without you..."
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"What do you mean you won't let us in!?" Sheba roared. For the past 3 and half minutes, Sheba and the guard had been arguing non stop.
"Isaac... where are you...?" Mia asked herself worriedly.
"Gang way!" Said a voice. Jenna and Mia looked to wear the voice came from. It was Isaac. He was here. When he got to them, he bent over and panted. He had ran almost the whole way because he had fallen off his mobile also. He flashed four tickets and the guard smiled and nodded.
"Sorry for inconvenience, right this way." The guard opened the door and they all rushed to the arena.
"Wait for us!" Piers yelled running as fast he could, he showed three tickets and pointed to the two behind him who were running as fast the could... which really wasn't that fast. "Would you hurry up!?"
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"C'mon Ivan, it's show time." He sighed and nodded. They all walked out onto the stage and picked up their instruments. Ivan tapped the microphone and grinned, 'Good, no feed back' He thought. He hoped it was a good sign.
"Hello everyone!" Ivan yelled into the microphone. Everyone turned their heads in almost every direction trying to find out where the voice was coming from. "Um... hello? Over here on the stage!" Everyone looked at the blond. "Uh... yeah... heh, hi." Miles groaned and grabbed the microphone.
"Listen everyone, we come from M.A.S.T. and we know that you find that school to be just a building and it has nothing worth anything inside of it." Miles took a deep breath. "Well it does!"
Natalie walked up to the microphone and grabbed it from Miles. "And it may seem that were small, and to you misfits, but yeah, maybe we are, but we've got pretty big brains for being so small!" Ken did a little number with his drum-set. (A/N: Ya know... the little joke thingy... okay, ignore me) Ivan gulped.
"So, listen to our instruments, and enjoy our show!" Ivan waited for the rest to get back to their stations. "This is dedicated to the one I love, Sheba." Some girls gave an 'aw' sound, both meaning 'aw he's taken' and 'aw that's so cute... I want him'... in ways, it was the same thing. He looked at Kraden who turned a lever that shut the lights off. "1, 2, 3!" They each began to play the song for their instrument, and Ivan took a deep breath. 'Where are you Sheba...?' He thought. He then poured himself into his lyrics.
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"Shh... can you hear that?" Sheba asked making them all stop. She could hear a voice. "That's Ivan!" She rushed to the next door and ran down the hall to see Ivan singing his heart out while playing a funny looking instrument. The music sounded wonderful. He looked around and saw her standing there watching him. He wanted more then anything to run up and greet her, but he knew it would have to wait. Just seeing her here boosted his confidence.
He took a deep breath. The music stopped for a second.
"And my people are the misfits, I won't let you down..."
Miles took a breath and sung into his microphone, "I know I'm trying..."
"I'm dizzy from whatever we just passed around, I bleed for the moments when we're here, and we're all around, they say tick tick, tell me where the time goes, oh life, you know it moves much to slow, tick tick, tell me where the time goes."
He then made a sound that went with the beat of the song.
"Those are the ones for me, those are the ones for me, The Misfits, the freaks, the enemy, you and me... Those are the ones for me, yeah those are the ones for me, the misfits, the freaks, the enemy, you and me." He took a deep breath.
"Now, I when I hold this thing up, I want you to go alright, alright in a sing song voice, alright?!" Ivan yelled into the microphone. Some yelled a yes or yeah. "Say that again!" They all yelled yeah. It seemed they were all having fun, even the elder ones.
"And if I let it all bleed and they say..." He held the microphone up and the whole crowd sung.
"Alright, alright!"
"And if they just want me, and they say..."
"Alright, alright!" For a moment no one spoke.
"Yeah!" He held it up again.
"Alright, alright, alright...."
Ivan was now yelling in a sing song voice into the microphone, "Those are the ones for me, yeah those are the ones for me, the misfits! The freaks! The enemy! You and me! Those are the ones for me, yeah those are the ones for me, the misfits! The freaks, the enemy, you and me!"
His voice then became calm, "The misfits... the freaks... the enemy... you and me..." He eyed she and waved at her. The crowd up roared with clapping and cheering. Garet whistled loudly. They soon found their seat and watched the rest of the concert.
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"Good job you guys!" The principal said happily. "You really taught them!" Ivan smiled happily. "By the way... this is my friend, he's a music producer and I want him to speak with you."
"I see, so did you like it?" Miles asked.
"That horrible music, the singing, the clothes!?" The producer asked in disbelief.
"I guess not then." Ken said sadly.
"Are you kiddin'!? I loved it!" Natalie giggled and jumped up happily.
"Ivan!" The 15 year old froze and turned to see a blond looking straight at him. They both rushed to each other and embraced tightly. He then gave her a heartwarming, passionate kiss.
"I missed you Sheba."
"I missed you so much, you don't know Ivan."
"I think I do..." Ivan trailed off. "So, how'd you like it?"
"Loved the first song..."
"Really? That was dedicated to you." He smirked.
"Thanks, really." She kissed him, a bit more passionately then before. "Ivan?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
"I love you too Sheba." He held her tightly in his arms.
"Aw... that is so cute."
"Too much PDA!" Garet pretended to gag. While Jenna elbowed him in the stomach. It seemed like they were on speaking terms once again.
"You're just jealous." She laughed.
"What's PDA?" Felix asked.
"Woah... Felix! You spoke!" Isaac said astonished.
"Um... yeah... so?"
"Well... that's actually the first time this chapter."
"What?"
"Nothing." Mia and Isaac said at the same time. They looked at each other hugged. Just seeing the two younger adepts made them want to get close.
"Someone answer my question!"
"PDA is public displays of affection." Piers told his friend.
"Oh..."
"Well, this looks like a little good time for the end of tonight."
"I'm tired." Everyone began to leave until it was just Sheba and Ivan.
"Ivan?"
"Yeah..."
"Who's that Natalie girl?"
"Oh... her... well... um..."
The End
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Woooo! I finished a story! Holy crap! I know this was the worst story ever... jeebus. Hope the sequels better.
Thanks to the reviewers:
Lord Cynic: I love coffee, but I also love coke... so, enough caffeine for me! Um... thanks for reviewing...sorta...
Princess Viv: Thanks for reviewing, and good luck with your story. I'm working hard on my next two ones.
Death Scythe X-9: Thanks.
Stupid person: Um...thanks...bye
Well... that was fun. I know the story sucked, and I'm really sorry it did... wish I could've done better.