When I was writing MASKS I had a totally different opening. It was going to be the main intro for Quinn, but also something cute to set up the dichotomy of the group before all the action began. I ended up changing it because I didn't want to have to build up to the action, I wanted to throw you into the middle of it.
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The lights in the club began to fall, darkening the room. Just when it got too dark to see, a stream of white lights began to glow. The music began to play and the lights grew with the steady thump of a bass.
A steady voice streamed through the speakers. The three cadets knew it well. It was Quinn.
I've got my sights set on you
And I'm ready to aim
I have a heart that will
Never be tamed
I knew you were something special,
When you spoke my name
Now I can't wait
To see you again
The lights on the stage illuminated the band in a wash of blues and purples. Quinn left his microphone stand in the back want walked up to the front of the stage. His blonde hair was blown out and hanging in his eyes with a side part. He was dressed as he always did when he performed; his naturally casual style was twisted with a bit of techno punk influence. His dark jeans were embellished with a stitched set of small red stars at the pockets. The cherry color was picket up in the black and red striped tee shirt he wore with a black leather wrist cuff with a Q cut out of it. All of these pieces were accented by the black converse that went up to his calves with his jeans tucked into them and the black studded belt gracing his waist.
I've got a way of knowing
When something is right
I feel like I must have known you
In another life
'Cause I felt this deep connection
When you looked in my eyes
Now I cant wait
To see you again
The lights flashed as the rest of the band moved forward. The instruments instantly worked into a heavier rock vibe as fans kicked on in the front of the stage, brushing Quinn's blonde hair out of his face.
The last time I freaked out
I just kept looking down
I st-st-stuttered when you asked me what I'm thinking 'bout
Felt like I couldn't breathe
You asked what's wrong with me
My best friend Bridgey said,
"Oh, he's just being Crazy."
The next time we hang out
I will redeem myself
My heart can't rest till then
Whoa whoa
I, I can't wait to see you again
With the last word he turned stepped off of the stage and walked across the floor between the throng of people dancing on the floor. The music was still carrying a heavy rock influence, but his voice was still smooth and seductive.
I got this crazy feeling
Deep inside
When you called and asked to see me
Tomorrow night
Quinn circled their table and ran a sultry hand across Sky's shoulders as he made his way back to the stage and slowly took up the steps, making sure to look back at the crowd as he did.
I'm not a mind reader
But I'm reading the signs
That you can't wait
To see me again
Just as he took that last step and landed, the lights burst up again, and this time stayed bright.
The last time I freaked out
I just kept looking down
I st-st-stuttered when you asked me what Im thinking 'bout
Quinn began to work the stage, moving from side to side getting the crowd standing in front of it to jump and dance.
Felt like I couldn't breathe
You asked what's wrong with me
My best friend Bridgey said,
"Oh, he's just being Crazy."
The next time we hang out
I will redeem myself
My heart can't rest till then
Whoa whoa
I, I can't wait to see you again
He pointed to Bridge as the guitar, keys, and drums all fell out leaving the thumping of the bass.
I've got my sight set on you
And I'm ready to aim
Quinn jumped back and spun around as the music popped back in and backed his voice up louder than ever. Everybody in the house was jumping and cheering. Everybody except Sky. Why had Quinn pointed to Bridge?
The last time I freaked out
I just kept looking down
I st-st-stuttered when you asked me what I'm thinking 'bout
Felt like I couldn't breathe
You asked what's wrong with me
My best friend Bridgey said,
"Oh, he's just being Crazy"
THE next time we hang out
I will redeem myself
My heart can't rest till then
Whoa whoa
I, I can't wait to see you again
Whoa whoa
I, I can't wait to see you again
The lights died out as the club DJ began to fade into his own music. Soon the people were all moving to the rhythm of pulsing techno, leaving Quinn to walk off the stage. Sky could see him glistening with perspiration from a hard show as he greeted Q with a big hug.
"You were great!" He had to yell over the music.
"Huh?" Quinn questioned. Syd handed him a bottle of water and he thanked her with a big smile.
"I said you were Gr-" Seeing that Quinn still couldn't understand him, he motioned for the group to head out the door to get some air. They all moved towards the exit on the far side of the room. Maneuvering through the throng of dancers and flashing strobes was a bit hard on a Friday night crowd, but they finally reached the door and poured out onto the street.
The brisk night air was a shock from the humidity of the club, sending shivers down Syd's spine. Her usual blonde curls were now pin straight and tussled to the perfect amount of mess. This weather was no match for her strapless black tube dress that she wore over a pair of pink jeans with silver pointed boots. "you guys have fun, it is way too cold and early to be out here." She tossed her hair and messed it up again. "And besides, there's a hottie in there calling my name."
"So you'll be late?" Bridge questioned.
"You know it." Syd said, applying a glittery pink gloss to her lips. After blotting and stuffing the gloss back into her silver clutch she gave Quinn a quick hug. "Great show Q, you should let me dress you for work more often."
"Will do."
And with that, Sydney Drew ducked back into the club and left the three boys to their own devices.
Without warning Sky scooped Quinn into his arms in a tight hug. "You were amazing!" The two parted and he kissed Quinn lightly on the lips. Quinn blushed, as they were standing in the middle of the sidewalk. "I love the red."
"Yeah, Syd thought you would." Quinn laughs. He took a step back to admire his boyfriend. Sky looked good in a form fitting red button up over a black tee with a pair of black slacks and black boots.
"So you finally let her make you into her own little Barbie?" Bridge asked, looking equally as fit in a bright blue graphic tee over a black button up and some ripped up jeans and black converse.
"Yeah well, I had to fight the curling iron away." He laughed, his bright green eyes, standing out even more now that they were lined with a dark blue. "But I am glad we came to a mutual agreement."
"You should be, you looked hot tonight." Sky wrapped an arm over Quinn's shoulder and the three began to walk. New Tech City may have been beautiful during the day, but it was breathtaking at night. All of the lights and sounds of the city were like a song played specifically for the citizens. Quinn squeezed his head against Sky's shoulder and smiled to himself. It was perfect. This was perfection.
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