The Newmans Chapter 6- The Gig part 2, a grojband fanfic

Sorry it took so long. I had writer's block with this one so sorry for it's shortness. So who wants to do the disclaimer?

The winner is... Carrie!

Carrie: Like do I have to? You made me have an abusive dad. Like totes not cool.

Me: *whispers* I could always do worse...

Carrie: What?!

Me: Nothing! Just get on with the fligippin' disclaimer already chick!

Carrie.: *sighs* Fine! A-chan doesn't own me or that idiot's gay band.

Chapter 6- The Gig part 2

Laney's P.O.V.

Mayor Mellow paused and asked," Can I have a drum roll, please?" Kon and the Newmans' drum player complied, making this more of a dramatic pause. He could be so annoying with his usually rhyming sentences and that picture of his mom he always carries around all the time.

Please let us win, please let us win, I repeated like a mantra mentally. We have been on a winning streak for a while and Core gets sad when we get beaten by the Newmans.

I hated to see Corey sad. Heck, I don't like to see anyone sad, except the Newmans maybe. Maybe I am becoming a softie. I steal a glance at Corey who was currently biting his bottom lip in anxiousness.

He's so adorable and well, oblivious. A look of concentration mixed into his face. Only making him cuter. I can feel my cheeks heat up as I continue to stare, grateful that the stage lights are off so no one can see me tomato cheeks.

Mayor Mellow interrupted my beautiful train of thought do I shot him a death glare, which he didn't notice as he finished his sentence,".. The Newmans!"

All of our faces fell instantly. Especially my beloved frontman.

Band and P.O.V. change transition!

Carrie's P.O.V.

We did it, we actually did it. Not that I doubted us. As soon as the Mayor finishes saying who won, our faces lit up with joy, even Lens, who doesn't really show that much emotion.

Grojband's egotistical vibe went away when we won. They shot us daggers, picked up their instruments, and walked off stage, peeved.

I stuck out my tongue at them as they left solemnly and silently.

"Are you guys ready for an encore?" I asked into the microphone.

A chorus of yeahs and whistles replied. With a smile on my face I turn to my band," You guys ready?"

They all nod.

Angel With A Shotgun(Nightcore version) -The Cab

Oh, yeah(3x)

I'm an angel with a shotgun, shotgun, shotgun,
An angel with a shotgun, shotgun, shotgun..

Get out your guns, battles begun,
are you a saint, or a sinner?
If loves a fight, than I shall die,
with my heart on a trigger.

They say before you start a war,
you better know what you're fighting for.
Well baby, you are all that I adore,
if love is what you need, a soldier I will be.

I'm an angel with a shotgun,
fighting til' the wars won,
I don't care if heaven won't take me back.
I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe.
Don't you know you're everything I have?
..and I, wanna live, not just survive, tonight.

Sometimes to win, you've got to sin,
don't mean I'm not a believer.
..and major Tom, will sing along.
Yeah, they still say I'm a dreamer.

They say before you start a war,
you better know what you're fighting for.
Well baby, you are all that I adore,
if love is what you need, a soldier I will be.

ooooohhhhhhhh, ooooooohhhhh whoa whoa oooh whoa

I'm an angel with a shotgun..
fighting til' the wars won..
I don't care if heaven won't take me back..

..and I'm gonna hide, hide, hide my wings tonight.

They say before you start a war,
you better know what you're fighting for.
Well baby, you are all that I adore,
if love is what you need, a soldier I will be.

The crowd cheered for us as we left the stage. We finally beat Grojband.

After packing up the instruments, Konnie asked," Who wants to go to Belchi's?"

Kim raised her hand and me and Lens shared a look. "You just want to go for the fries." Lens and I say in unison.

"Yeah," Konnie said hanging her head.

We shared a laugh and Mina drove us to Belchi's. We stayed for a bit and joked around.

I would love if every day could be like this. Maybe I would be able to forget my past if it was always like this. Fun, happy, cheery, noisy. Like family.

But who could forget a past like mine?

So the chapter was really short. I had writer's block. And tomorrow I'm going to the southern part of the state and there's no wifi let alone phone signal.

*starts crying* I'm not going to be able to survive! God, I'm turning into every other teen on the planet. NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Trina: Like scoff! Enjoy it.

Me: Don't make me come over there!

Anywhoosles, I'm writing a one-shot. I hopes to have it up by later tonight. Now it's time to take a shower then eventually brush my teeth and bring my laptop with me! Then to watch Criminal Minds on channel 18! Yay!

Well I should get going so Bye bye! Love you guys! ~A-chan