12:44 p.m. (Kimi's view)
Ah, life. Lil and I were walking back from the cafeteria when she saw a poster for next month's talent show. That's when my mental light bulb turned on. "The BAND!"
"Wha...?"
"Lil, remember? We've been trying to get out of the garage for almost a year! This is our chance!"
"Chance for what?"
"To beat Joy and those other freaks."
Joy DePlaine was THE meanest girl in school. She's been torturing us since fourth grade. After Savannah moved to Tennessee three months ago, Joy soon took her place. She was rude, crude, and had a special talent for stealing people's boyfriends. She's not even pretty. All she does is wear fake eyelashes and stuff tissue up her shirt and every boy in school goes nuts. I had to save Phil from her evil clutches last week. Luckily, it happened in gym. The tissue fell out her shirt and she rubbed off her eyelashes. I laugh even thinking about it. But, of course, there's her even more annoying side. She copies us. Yesterday, she wore the same shirt as Angelica, streaked her hair purple like Lil, and wore Susie's exact shoes. Today she's got rocker boots and silver hair streaking. You can bet that she's got me and the rest of the band extremely ticked off. I blinked. "Kimi, you didn't answer my question."
"Err...what was your question?"
"HOW do we beat Joy and the Dancing Divas?"
"Joy and the WHAT!"
"Don't ask me, it's her band name."
"Whatever. We just gotta do a killer show! Did you save enough money for that blue guitar?"
Lil switched from drums to backup guitar. Angelica traded her.
"Yeah, too bad I had to take it out of my college savings."
"So can you meet me after school? I've got a lyrics book I've been working on."
"Sure, Kim."
"OK, I'll see you later!" I ran in the opposite direction of where she was going. At my locker was none other than Phil. I fell backwards.
"Kimi, are you OK?"
"Yeah, sure, I just fell over from the weight of my backpack."
"Do you need any help getting up?"
"No, I'm really comfortable, actually. The floor isn't as hard as it used to be. You can just leave me here and go wherever...heh heh!" Those words just fell out my mouth. The truth was, I only had my science book in my backpack, and it's got only 122 pages. I got myself up off the ground and put my science book in my locker. I sighed. Song lyrics are coming into my head right now. I thought about it all through math class, also through history and biology and even French. By three o'clock, I had an entire song in my head. I raced home to write it down.
a/n: I know, short chapter. Review it!
