I just drew a someone that looked like Conor, Luke Hemmings, Josh Ramsay, and Adam Parrish smashed together.
Wow, my skills are on point.

P.S, I give credit. These songs in this chapter are not mine.

Abeke didn't tell anyone where she and Rollan found Shane. It was in a-

Abeke shuddered. She stepped on the stage with slime on her boots. "We, uh, have a special episode of the rap battle today."

The crowd cheered.

"Instead of rapping, the two lovely contestants are going to sing!"

Abeke saw Conor's thrilled face. She also saw Shane's completely blank face.

Actually, there was just slime.

"One lucky person in the crowd will choose a song and the one of these contestants will sing the first verse, obviously with a change of words and the other will sing the chorus," Abeke explained. "Again, you will judge to see which made the best parody, so let's start! Meilin, choose a person in the crowd."

Meilin turned around, got up from her spinning chair, and pointed to a person in the front row. "You, come up here. Choose the song. Don't choose a hard one, believe me, I would like to keep my ears."

Abeke saw that it was Alicio.

"Amnesia, by 5 Seconds of Summer."

Abeke cleared her throat. "Alright, alright! That's an old one, but do both of you know the song?"

Conor and Shane nodded.

"Good. I don't like wasting time," Meilin snapped.

Abeke drew a name from a glass bowl. "Shane's going first."

Shane cleared his throat. He snapped his fingers, and the spotlight shone on him. He cleared-

"SHUT UP AND START ALREADY!" Meilin yelled.

Shane fumbled with his microphone. Rollan hit a button. The music started.

"I rode by all the places you used to hang out, your time wasted. I thought about your last kiss, with him, but nothing came to mind. And even though his friends tell me he's not alright, he's actually doin' just fine as a loner. I don't write letters that hurt you, because I'm dying inside. Sometimes I start to wonder why you are with him. If you are not with me, how can you be fine? Because he doesn't need you."

The spotlight shone on Conor. He had a brief moment to clear his throat. "I remember the day you told us you're the Devourer. I remember the tears rolling down her face. And all her dreams with you were crashed, like every single wish she ever made. You wish you could wake up with Abeke-"

Abeke left the stage, disturbed.

"-and blame me for the stupid little things. Like the way you got so rejected, and the lies of your memories. She's really fine with me."

The crowd roared like crazy, cheering for a long time.

"Alright, alright, time for round two!" Abeke yelled, coming from back stage.

"Wha- Round-"

Abeke didn't let Shane finish. "You, Alicio, choose another song."

"Umm, the ABC's. Or, if you would like the original version, Twinkle-Twinkle Little Star," Alicio said, from her seat.

"How are we supposed to-"

"SHANE YOU'RE FIRST!"

Shane fumbled with the microphone again, but eventually grasped it. Rollan didn't seem to care that Shane wasn't ready and pressed the play button.

Or, at least, that was probably what he wanted to do.

Shane fell down a hole, which probably led to where he last fell.

"Whoops…"

The ABC's are in the next chapter.
Nothing exciting to say, except that now my drawing looks like a potato now.
~Alicio