[Noisestorm'sPOV]
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I slam my head on the desk as Didrick announces another lecture on 'Proper Electro Music'. Don't get me wrong, he's an amazing dude, my second favorite teacher, it's just, he talks so much. I sit up and scan my surroundings. Tut Tut Child, who seemed completely fine despite getting punched in the face twice by a linebacker, was scribbling down notes on a sheet of scratch paper, Rogue looked as if he was sleeping under his helmet, Razihel looked bored out of his mind while he drew something on a sheet of notebook paper, and Howler was pulling the strings on her black hoodie. Man I wish this was over. I'm too excited for the pep rally. "Ok. Gather up your books. You all have got five more minutes til transition. You may talk," Wow. Right on cue. The class erupts with all types of loud chattering. Didrck pulls out an air horn and blows it until the class is quiet. That's one reason why I love Didrick. "Talk quietly or read." Razihel raises his hand. "Could we all just scream for five seconds?" He says, keeping a straight face. I turn around and stare at him. "What?" I laugh. "Yeah. Just to get out the excitement of the pep rally." Everyone looks expectantly at Didrick. He puts his glasses on and looks at his watch. "Five seconds. On my mark..." Another reason why I love Didrick. "3...2...1 go!" The room explodes into whoops, hollers, screams (Razihel and I), and howling. Out of my peripheral, I see Rogue fall out of his chair. I guess he was sleeping. I laugh. Once the noise dies down, Didrick walks over to Rogue and just stares at him with an eyebrow raised. One more reason why I love this guy. "Rogue?" "Yes sir?" He mumbles. "Um.. why are you on the floor?" "I'm.. I was just keeping it warm for your feet." He stumbles out through a yawn. "You didn't get any sleep last night, did you, Joel?" "N-No sir, Didrick." He murmurs. Didrick extends a hand and pulls Rogue up from the floor. "T-Thank you, Didrick." He mumbles. Have you ever seen a sleepy British man? I don't know about you, but that is about the funniest thing I have ever seen. The bell rings and we all file to our next class. I throw my bookbag over my shoulder and catch up with Rogue in the hallway. "Wake up sleepyhead." "I stayed up all night producing." He groaned. "Yeah. I can-" I was cut off by Principal Monstercat coming on the intercom. "All students participating in today's pep rally, please leave your books and things in your sixth period classes, report to your stations, and get dressed if needed." "That's you." Rogue says. He yawns before saying, "Go!" I snicker and walk faster to my next class.
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"Raz, stop it!" I snap playfully as I put my jersey on. He was winding up his towel and slapping me with it. "And who's gonna make me?" I run to my locker and grab a towel. Razihel freezes. "Don't do it." He growled. "Oh, Ima do it." I say, winding the towel up. Just then, the coach shouts for us to hurry up. I smile and throw the towel back in my locker. "You done got lucky, son." I growl playfully and point a finger at him. He rolls his eyes as he slips his jersey over his head. I grab my helmet and walk out of the locker room to coach Hunter. "Hey! There's my star quarterback!" He exclaims, clapping me on the back. I chuckle. "Thanks coach. What's the plan for today?" "You and the team will run under the 'tunnel of pompoms' one by one as your name is called. Put on a show on your way to line up. Y'know, show them what you can do." He informs me. "So.. I'm good to do a back flip?" I ask him. "Yep. Now go tell your team. The school is starting to fill up the bleachers." I walk back into the locker room and stand on a bench. When no one gets quiet, I bang on the lockers. "Ok." I boom, my loud, semi-deep voice bouncing off the walls. "Game plan: we run through the 'tunnel of pompoms' when your name is called. Do something crazy on your way to line up. Kart wheel or Summersault or something. Now..." This was my favorite part of hyping the team up. "GET OUT THERE AND GET YOUR A..." I trail off when I see coach standing at the entrance. "BUTTS IN GEAR!" The locker room erupts in cheers as we run out changing, "MONSTERCATS, MONSTERCATS, MONSTERCATS"[A/N
lol short chapter. Who's POV do you want me to do? (Specifically a Monstercat artist since I'm already working on Howler's, Josh's, and Hope's POV]
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FanfictionWelcome to Monstercat high; the school of EDM! Original version by: @TheTrueAmericanGamer