Dorks X Derps: A Dorky Derpin' Love Story

IV.

IV.

Mr. A: Okaaay.. The Derps in Ripped Jeans.. I think..

*girls hold their breath*

Mr A: I think your band name is genius!!! *lol*

*girls exhale, everyone laughs*

Mr. A: Seriously, I really like the name of your band. Turning a verb into a noun, that's not bad at all. *shrugs*

Ms. Misha: Yeah. I personally think it's creative and edgy.

Mr. Clams: It's perfect actually! Who thought of that, by the way?

Max: Uhm.. I did. *raises hand*

Mr. Clams: Oh, you did, miss.. uhm.. *looks at his papers* miss Summers. Well, congratulations, we all love it!

Max: *shy smile* Thank you, sir.

Mr. A: Okay, uhm, derps.. How long have you been playing as a band?

Amber: Uhm.. We've been playing for five months.

Mr. Puke: Five months?!!! But you performed like you've been playing for a year!

Amber: Uh.. Is that a good thing, sir?

Mr. Puke: Yes!! *smiles widely*

Mr. Clams: Well, I gotta say, Ms. Summers, I've never seen anyone perform as fun, as energetic, as wild as you! And you did a very great job doing my---uhm.. Calum's part.

Max: Wow.. *giggles* Thank you, sir. Truth is, that is my favorite part.

Mr. Clams: Oh, yeah? That figures. *smirks*

Mr. A: So.. uhm.. Ms. Dalton, you're really good in playing the drums, since when did you start playing?

Vi: Dad thought me since I was a kid, so yeah.. I've been playing for years now.

Mr. A: Cool. *smiles*

Ms. Misha: One question, girls.. Why did you audition?

Nige: Cos we love 5SOS! Whoooohh!! \^O^/

*everyone laughs*

Max: Uh, yeah.. That's true. We've been doing covers of their songs and uploading them, but they never responded. Well, it's not that we want them to notice us, it's just that we want to know them better--personally. *bites lip*

Ms. Misha: If ever you're the band to feature in their next music video, what would you do?

Nige: I'm gonna kiss Mike and make him love me.

*judges: O_____O*

Nige: *giggles* Kidding!

Amber: Well, we will do our best, of course. Balance work and having fun. And oh, we're gonna bring Carly with us, she's our manager. *smiles widely*

Mr. A: Who?

Amber: Carly Adams, sir. She's over there. *points at Carly*