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Ahem. Yeah, you can guess what I'm fangirling over right now, right? xD
BUT THIS IS NOT THE TIME FOR IT. THIS IS FOR SPARTA-Er, Battala xD. BUT SINGING IS GOOD.
So yeah, there are actually some implications of stuff here for the later chapters. If you have a good eye, you'll probably spot them ;)
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING.
Songs are "Take Me Or Leave Me" from the musical Rent, and "James Bond", from Scouting For Girls. Lyrics from lyricsmode-dot-com and youtube-dot-com respectively.
"GO SHEL! GO LAURA!"
The group of Wing, Otto, Maya, Billie, Kent, Rom and Senka began cheering the two on, as they climbed on stage. In truth, Shelby had literally dragged Laura to where she was now, just so they could sing a duet. From the look in her eyes Laura was probably going to kill her partner after their song.
"YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME!" Maya cheered. Shelby replied with a "HELL YEAH!" rivaling the din in the hall. Laura just groaned, slapping a hand to her forehead. Shelby, grinning, whispered something to her, making her snap out of her annoyed reverie. Laura nodded, actually looking excited. Wing wondered what magical word Shelby had whispered to suddenly make Laura seem as though she were high on chocolate.
The few notes that played answered his question.
"I love Broadway." Laura had mentioned out of the blue, while they were all eating lunch a few days ago. Wing raised an eyebrow. Laura just shrugged. Shelby looked interested. Otto was concentrating on his pudding.
"Whenever my mom can escape work and have a vacation, we usually fly to New York just for the hot dogs and the Broadway shows." she said. She shrugged again, spooning some bread and butter pudding into her mouth. "When I turned fourteen she let me watch RENT. It's my favorite now, even more than Wicked."
"I'm going to pretend I know what you're talking about." Wing said, grinning. Shelby rolled her eyes.
"You country hick." she said, chuckling.
After that, Laura had begun playing RENT songs on her computer every day, especially when her friends were in the room. Even if Wing had no idea of the story itself, he felt as though he knew all the songs by heart.
Two plush chairs were lifted onto the stage, per Laura's instructions. Shelby grinned. From the look of her face Laura must have told her to have fun.
This was going to be so awesome.
A few notes on the prerecorded piano played, catching most of the crowd's attention. Nero definitely seemed to recognize the song, and he faced the stage, enjoying the scene immensely. Even Otto seemed interested. Wing felt out of place.
Every single day, Shelby sang. I walk down the street, I hear people say, "Baby so sweet."
Shelby swayed her hips and bent low. She stood up again, and faced the crowd.
Ever since puberty, everybody stares at me— boys, girls, I can't help it baby! She pointed to different people below her, concentrating greatly on Wing. Senka wolf whistled, elbowing said Asian. Wing merely grinned.
Shelby began to strut to the left of the stage, closer to Laura who was just sitting on one of the chairs. She pretended to look bemused.
So be kind, and don't lose your mind. Shelby said, wagging her finger. She leaned onto Laura's chair. Just remember that I'm your baby!
Take me for what I am, who I was meant to be! Shelby skipped around the stage. She jumped onto one of the stairs on the stage. She pointed to Laura. And if you give a damn, take me baby or leave me. Take me baby or leave me!
A tiger in a cage, Shelby crouched down. She jumped up, stretching her hands out. Can never see the sun! This diva needs her stage, baby— let's have fun! She ran to Laura, who was still on the chair.
You are the one I choose, Shelby said, putting a finger on Laura's chest. She playfully pushed her away, skipping off and shrugging, before pointing back to her. Folks would kill to fill your shoes! You love the limelight too now, baby
So be mine and don't waste my time! Shelby hugged herself, then let her hands fly in the air. She dropped to her knees, facing Laura. She pretended to look desperate. Cryin' —"Oh Honeybear, are you still my, my, my, baby?"
Take me for what I am, who I was meant to be! And if you give a damn, take me baby or leave me! She skipped around the stage, playing around with the props on the stage.
Shelby shook her head and her finger. No way - can I be what I'm not. She swayed her hips seductively. All the boys in the crowd sheered. But hey - don't you want your girl hot?
Don't fight - don't lose your head! Shelby ran to the unoccupied chair. Cause every night - who's in your bed? She jumped on it, tipping it over in one smooth motion. She made small steps to where Laura was. She gave an innocent pout and sat on her knees. Who? Who's in your bed? She made a kissy face, making everyone laugh. Kiss, Pookie.
Laura frowned, before pushing Shelby off her and leaving her disgruntled. She stiffly walked away from her, crossing her arms. It won't work, I look before I leap. I love margins and discipline. I make lists in my sleep, baby, what's my sin? She waved her arms anxiously, before rubbing her temples.
Shelby had crept up to Laura, grabbing her shoulders. Laura turned around, making Shelby step back. Laura kept walking forward, making her partner retreat step by step. Never quit—I follow through. I hate mess, Laura said, putting a finger on Shelby's nose. But I love you. She turned around, looking flustered. What to do with my impromptu baby?
Laura looked at Shelby slyly. So be wise, 'cause this girl satisfies. Laura pointed to Shelby. You've got a prize but don't compromise — you're one lucky baby!
They began their duet.
Take me for what I am! Laura said. Shelby rolled her eyes. A control freak. She muttered loudly.
Who I was meant to be!
A snob, yet over attentive. Shelby said, grinning.
Laura ran to her partner, grabbing a shoulder. And if you give a damn—
A lovable, droll, geek—Shelby exclaimed.
Take me baby or leave me! Laura said. Shelby cackled, and pushed her partner away. And anal retentive! She shouted. Everyone laughed, and then cheered.
That's it! They both shouted. The straw that breaks my back, Laura muttered. I quit, they both sang. Unless you take it back! Laura sang, pointing to Shelby.
Women! They both sang. Shelby looked exasperated, as she said, What is it about them?
Can't live, with them or without them! They both sang. They faced each other, after walking away. They reacted differently, Laura holding her ground, while Shelby gracefully freaking out. They sang together.
Can't live with them or without them! Take me for what I am who I was meant to be! And if you give a damn, you better, take me baby or leave me! They both climbed up the stairs, angrily staring at each other as they reached the top.
Take me baby...They sang. At the very climax of the song, they jumped off the stairs. Or leave me. Shelby and Laura walked away from each other.
Guess I'm leavin'. They sang angrily. I'm gone!
Once the music had stopped, everyone clapped, cheering wildly. The two of them, grinning, wen back to center stage and bowed. They were laughing raucously as they went back to their group.
"Nice one!" Senka said, clapping Laura on the back. She grinned. Rom smiled and nodded, while Shelby was laughing. She hugged the shy girl, making Senka frown childishly.
"Hands off girl, she's mine." she said, making everyone laugh.
"Hey..." Rom said when they all stopped. "Where's Kent?"
They all looked to the stage, somehow knowing what was going to happen next.
Kent was on the stage, instructing the attendants about his song. He waved to his friends, smirking, before watching one of the attendants replace the girls' chairs with an office chair and a wooden table with what looked like a martini. He accepted a microphone, before straightening the suit he wore to the karaoke event.
"Why in skipping daisies are you wearing a suit?" Senka asked while they were walking to the event area. "It's a karaoke party! No one else will be wearing suits!"
"It's all a part of my act, dear." He replied, grinning. "Believe me, I know I'm going to sing, and I know what I'm going to sing."
"Best not let Rom catch you calling me "dear"." Senka said, grinning back. "She's a hell of a lot more dangerous than you think."
"Of that, I don't doubt." Kent said, bowing.
Unfamiliar electric piano music played. Bass followed, and Kent began talking straight into the microphone. With his face stuck to the mike, and with his hand covering the head, it sounded like static; just like a message being transmitted from the earpieces spies used for their missions.
007— Britain's finest secret agent, licensed to kill… Kent started. Everyone began cheering, knowing exactly who they were talking about. Otto inwardly smirked. Only now did he feel how connected that line was to him.
… Mixing business with girls and thrills! I've seen you walk the screen; it's you that I adore. Otto's mind-smirk quickly disappeared. Yeah. Never mind what he had thought beforehand.
Kent shoved one hand into his suit pockets. He strode across the stage. I've seen you walk the screen; it's you that I adore. He sang in a French accented tone. The girls gathered near the stage began swooning as the French boy winked at them. Every one of his friends rolled their eyes and laughed. However, they had to admit he sounded good. He didn't sound as manly as the original singer did. In fact, he sounded a hell of a lot sexier.
"Just ignore the swooning fan girls." Otto muttered.
Since I was a boy I've wanted to be like Roger Moore! A girl in every port, and gadgets up my sleeve! Kent threw his hands out, pushing back his sleeves. The world is not enough for the both of us it seems. He pointed in Otto's direction, making his friends grin and cheer.
So I wish I was James Bond, just for the day! Kissing all the girls, blow the bad guys away. And I wish I was James Bond, just for the day! Kissing all the girls, blow the bad guys away. Two female attendants swooped into his outstretched arms and Kent finger-gunned the two men sneakily approaching them.
The two girls twirled out of his arms, allowing Kent to run onto one of the office chairs. He rolled across half of the stage, before jumping behind the chair, spinning it and sitting on it. It continued to spin and move, until he reached the table with the martini. He stopped the chair, facing the audience.
Hello Mr. Bond, I've been expecting you— He said in a mysterious voice. He picked up the martini (Shaken, not stirred) and raised his well-trained eyebrow. —Martini in your hand, and that eyebrow that you move.
Don't take this the wrong way; I know it might sound odd. Kent stood up, shrugging. He walked a little, a hand in his pocket, before turning to face his friends again and pointing at them. I'm the next double 0; I'm the right man for the job. He sang.
So I wish I was James Bond, just for the day!
Kissing all the girls, blow the bad guys away.
And I wish I was James Bond, just for the day!
Kissing all the girls, blow the bad guys away.
While singing, he finger-gunned all his "attackers", who were just attendants in black clothing. He strutted forward, blowing the smoke from his "gun". I've a license, I've a license, I've a license to thrill. I've a license, I've a license, I've a license to kill.
Everyone in the room joined him, as he repeated his lines. I've a license, I've a license, I've a license to thrill. I've a license, I've a license, I've a license to kill!
Again, for the third time he pointed to Otto. He had the slightest look of desperation in his eyes, something only with a good, attentive eye would see. I wanted to be you, I wanted to be you, I wanted to be someone else. I wanted to be you, I wanted to be you, I wanted to be someone else!
Kent flumped onto the office chair, still spinning, tired. And I wish I was James Bond, just for the day. Kissing all the girls, blow the bad guys away. And I wish I was James Bond, just for the day—
He stopped his chair, stood up, as though electrocuted, and began jumping in beat with the song. Everyone joined in. Kissing all the girls, blow the bad guys away! They all sang. And I wish I was James Bond, just for the day. Kissing all the girls, blow the bad guys away!
Roger, He started, singing the names of the actors of James Bond. And Shaun, and Timmy, and George, and Daniel, and Pierce, and maybe one day—
Incessant beeping began from both sides of the hall. The next battle was about to begin.
Heehee, cliffy xD
So yeah, betcha you saw the clue already xD By the way, no, I'm not turning Shelby and Laura lesbian. I've already established Senka and Rom :D
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