Bubbles P.O.V.
"So... are you guys ready?" Robin asked.
"Not at all... Let's go." I said leading the group.
A handsome man walked up to us, "Are you guys Fierce Freaks?"
I nodded and he smiled, "Alright you guys are going up after Braindead Pranksters.
He winked at me and I giggled, "Thanks."
He slipped me a piece of paper before walking off and Tyler glared at me, "Do you have to be hit on everywhere we go?"
Robin laughed, "Jealous?"
He glared at her and she shut up but continued to look amused.
We got backstage and I whirled on them, "I want you all to know that what ever happens tonight, we are still a band. Now who is ready to kick some poser butt?!"
We all cheered and listened to the competition perform one at a time. Braindead Pranksters went on and I started breathing a bit too deeply.
"Calm down. It's going to be fun." Tyler nudged me I smiled at him and we pranced on stage.
Buttercup went to her drumset, Mitch brought out his bass, Tyler whipped out his guitar, and Robin went to her keyboard.
When I approached the microphone a few guys whistled and did catcalls and I winked, which caused the crowd to cheer.
I tapped the mic, "Y'all haven't even heard anything yet!"
They dimmed the cheering a bit and I was guessing that was as good as we were going to get.
Buttercup clacked her sticks together, "1, 2, 3, 4!"
Mitch started playing and then Tyler joined and finally Robin jumped in. When I heard my cue I took at deep breath before I sang;
"High dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life
Fight fear for the selfish pain it was worth it every time
Hold still right before we crash, 'cause we both know how this ends
A clock ticks 'till it breaks your glass and I drown in you again
Cause you are the piece of me, I wish I didn't need
Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?
Walk on through a red parade, and refuse to make amends
It cuts deep through our ground and makes us forget all common sense
Don't speak as I try to leave, 'cause we both know what we'll choose
If you pull, then I'll push too deep and I'll fall right back to you
Cause you are the piece of me, I wish I didn't need
Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?
Why are you my clarity?
Why are you my remedy?
Why are you my clarity?
Why are you my remedy?
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?"
The crowd went wild when the song was finished and I blew a kiss before we left the stage.
The guy from earlier ran up to us and looked totally blown away, "Oh my god! You guys won. There is no question about it, because I've never heard ametuers sound so professional!"
I shreiked, "This is so exciting! You guys, that means we're going on tour!"
We all started screaming and panicking and the guy kept on trying to calm us down.
"Chill! We need to talk about some stuff first!"
I silenced everybody, with an effort, and the guy continued, "I'm going to be your manager, you can call me Ben. Your look is great, but your not going to be able to go big if you don't bring another guy in the picture."
I looked at him confused, "Why?"
He pointed at Tyler, "The sweet, strong, and sexy one."
He pointed to Mitch, "The smart pretty boy."
He motioned to Buttercup, "The hot intimidating one."
He motioned to Robin, "The all american beauty."
He layed a hand on my shoulder, "The perfectly innocent and flirty one, or The Face."
"I'm not the face." I argued.
He shushed me, "Your missing the bad boy."
I looked at Mitch who's face lit up, "I know the perfect guy."
"He has to be able to sing." Ben told him.
Mitch grinned, "Let the smart pretty boy handle it."
I laughed when Ben looked insulted, "Its okay Ben, Mitch has a habbit of pissing people off."
"Its true." Buttercup said.
Ben shook his head, "Whatever. Call me when you have the guy, I'll take care of the rest."
"Thank you!" I called after him.
He winked at me and Tyler sighed, "You don't know a bad boy that is willing to sing."
Mitch grinned, "I know of one, who will be willing enough after knowing he'll be going on tour with three beautiful chicks!"
I punched his arm, "We are not bribes!"
His grin broadened, "I never said you were bribes! Perks, maybe."
I laughed, "Who is it?"
"Brick." He said giving Robin a look.
Robin sighed dreamily, "Brick."
I giggled, "Somebody's in love."
Robin merely nodded and I continued to laugh at her blissful state.
"How do you know he can sing?" Buttercup asked.
Mitch shrugged, "I don't."
I stopped laughing and scowled at him, "And if he can't?"
He shrugged again, "We ask one of his brothers. They all have that dangerous vibe."
I nodded, "Alright, but I'm holding you personally resposible if none of them agree to it."
Now he looked like he was trying to hide his worry, "I don't care how bad they think they are. Who can say no to Bubbles?"
"Everybody." I monotoned.
"Nobody." Everyone else chorused.