Zoltar: 'ello poupets...
Darren: run away before she drags you into it!
Zoltar: (smacks Darren)
Darren: I mean, she doesn't own Beyblade. Or the AFI song Girls not Grey.
Maybe...
Chapter 11
Marisa and Tracy were in the spare room. Practicing the lines that Michelle had written. Marisa tweaked them a bit to make them a song, and Tracy wrote the musit. ALL the music. She's like some weird, chicken eating, music writting machine.
"Ok, let's start." Marisa said. "Tala assured me this room as soundproof, so no one should hear." Trcy nodded and layed down the beat. After a bit Marisa came in on the guitar. She got into the groove and then began playing.
"I lay me down tonight,
Much further down..."
She sang. Suddenly she stopped. "Tracy," she said. "How are we gonna do this? We need someone to play keyboards if we're going to get the sound we want."
Tracy thought for a moment. It wasn't hard to realize for her. "Liz." she said. "We can get Liz to play keyboards and move Mandy over to guitar." Marisa sighed. "Alright, but make sure she leaves the book." she said.
"What book?" Tracy questioned.
"Oh, you know which book..."
Tracy registered this and it clicked. "Oh! You mean our book."
And with that, they began again...
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Mandy was sitting on Ian's bed, she was helping him with the invites.
"Who do you know?" Ian asked. "No one worth inviting." she said. "Oh..." he looked down at the stack they had so far. Not really a stack, more like a pile of four invitations. The Bladebreakers, White Tigers, All Starz and some random team Mandy said Marisa knew.
"We should invite Robert!" Mandy suddenly said.
"You mean the guy from the Majestics?" Ian asked.
"Yeah! Him and Marisa go way back!"
Ian wrot down the Majestics, thinking he might as well invite them all.
Marisa and Tracy walked in and sat on the floor.
"Who ya got so far?" Tracy asked.
"All the major teams. And Mandy told me to invite this one team called TriForce." Ian replied.
"Why the hell did you do that?" Tracy and Marisa said.
Mandy shrank. "They're your friends Marisa."
Marisa sighed. "Vine vatever." she said. "Mandy you'll be taking the position of a guitarist during the preformance."
"I thought I was taking the keys?" Mandy protested. Marisa shook her head. "Guitar, we found a replacement."
Mandy looked at them skeptiaclly. "You didn't ask Prince did you?"
Tracy and Marisa cringed. "NO!" the said at the same time.
"Who?" Mandy and Ian asked.
"You'll see..." Tracy said.
"Alright every, er, Ian, Madny and Tracy." Marisa said. "Seeing as you're inviting the Mjestics, send this letter in with it ok?" she handed Mandy a letter. "Don't read it. It's for Robert." she instructed. "Specific instructions for what I need...and want." she said as she left the room.
"let's get these in the mail Ian." Mandy said after an inaudible snoring could be heard from Tracy. "Tracy, Spencer is at lunch right now."
"How'd you know?" Tracy asked.
"He text messaged me to tell you to join him." she took something out of her pocket. "here's the place." she handed i to Tracy. She then motioned for Ian to pick up the envolopes and follow her. "Have fun."
Tracy looked at her retreating figure. "Tell him I can't go!" she called. "I've gotta write the mucic..."
"Alright!" Mandy called back.
"Damn music..." Tracy mumbled as she left.
Zoltar: aw! Poor Tracy.
Darren: just review dammit!
