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Chapter Two:

I had finally reached the warehouse by 3:58, exactly. Two minutes to spare! I then noticed that once again I didn't care about symmetry once again. My hair wasn't even properly fixed! I just ran a brush through it!

I was about to freak out when a girl with fire orange hair walked up to me. I noticed her and her two blonde friends were wearing ash gray pants and an off white tank top that stopped at mid-riff with a red flaming bird on it.

"Hey, go get Vivid, Stripes!" She said in a condescending tone. It was obvious she didn't know who I was. I was going to keep it that way.

Pinching the bridge of my nose in frustration, "My name is Vague. I'm terribly sorry, but you're wasting my time." Then I walked into the warehouse.

"Why are you a minute late, Vague?" Vivid asked me.

I sighed, "I was two minutes early but some brats outside stalled me. They were ordering me to go get you."

Her eyebrow raised, "Let me guess, off white shirts with flaming, red birds?"

I nodded and she cursed, "Damn it. Crash, get down here! The Fire Birds are here!" Crash rushed down with his portable DJ stand and we went outside.

Once we got outside three guys had joined them. One had honey colored hair while the other two had brown hair. Of course they were wearing the same uniform the girls were. The red-head from earlier, who was obviously the leader snickered, "I see you have a new teammate. Does he dance as bad as the rest of you?"

Vivid answered with a condescending smirk, "If by that you mean completely beyond your level than yes I think so, Ember."

Ember was livid, in rage she challenged, "Burn and your new guy, dance-off, now."

I looked at Vivid and saw her nod at me. As I passed her she grabbed my arm. She whispered these words of advice in my ear, "Try to let the music guide you. Feel it in your soul." Nodding at her I walked into the space made for our dance-off.

Crash was going to referee along with their DJ, Lyric. He began stating the rules of a dance-off, "Alright, since this is our newest member's first dance-off and Burn has a history of cheating I'll state the rules:

1) No tripping, hitting, or touching of any kind.

2) No sabotage.

3) The referees will tell you who starts and when to switch.

4) Any decision by the referees is final.

5) When the referees say switch the one dancing must freeze in place for ten seconds.

6) Outside interference causes immediate disqualification.

7) The attempt to break any of these rules causes immediate disqualification."

Lyric pressed a button on the DJ stand and as Blow by Ke$ha began to play announced, "Burn starts."

Back door cracked, we don't need a key

We get in for free, no V.I.P. sleaze

Drink that Kool-Aid follow my lead

Now you're one of us, you're coming with me

It's time to kill the lights and shut the DJ down

(This place about to)

Tonight we're taking over, no one's getting out

Burn pulled off the first bit very well; every move was well executed and precise. Just before the chorus of the song Lyric and Crash called out, "Switch!" Burn froze in place for the required ten seconds as I began to dance.

This place about to blow-oh-oh-oh!

Blow-oh-oh-oh!

(This place about to) x4

Now what? What? We're taking control

We get what we want

We do what you don't

Dirt and glitter cover the floor

I had felt the music rush through me, trying to guide me. I attempted to let it but once I was beginning to finally allow the music control I saw Burn's shoe in my path. Easily avoiding it I remembered Burn had had his shoe on when he stopped dancing. Apparently Crash and Lyric noticed this too. Stopping the music Lyric yelled, "You moron!"

"Due to the attempt to break Rule #2, Burn is disqualified." Crash announced with a smirk.

My teammates grinned at me; Spunky and Peppy gave me high-fives while Amazon and Aztec gave me a thumbs-up. Vivid just smiled as the Fire Birds stomped off.