𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐄𝐋 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋! | rodrick heffley/devon bostick

twenty-five

( track 26: )

❝ man! i feel like a woman ❞
shania twain

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( 21st JANUARY 2012 )
battle of the bands

"holy shit," i mutter to myself as i turned around seeing rodrick towards the entrance with ben and chris behind him.

"what? what is it?" penelope's jaw drops. rodrick actually wore the skirt along with shades and a dark tank top. i wonder where he got the confidence, he looked hot not gonna lie.

most of the people in the venue watched him as they got inside. the members of loded diper were greeted with whispers and stares, but it seems that rodrick didn't mind and just kept walking with a smug look on his face. whatever booze he drank before he got in, i want it.

"you followed my advice," i broke a smile as he approached my way.

rodrick takes off his glasses and smirk. "i don't back down from challenges nora."

"you've definitely achieved the goal you were aiming for. everyone is looking at you." i shake my head. "you look hot, by the way."

"you think so?" rodrick's eyes lit up, making his "cool dude" attitude completely fade away.

"ladies and gentlemen, the battle of the bands will start in 5 minutes." one of the hosts announced through the speakers.

as sofia stood on the tips of her toes, her eyes widened at the sight behind us and slapped my shoulder, making me wince in pain.

"sofia?! what was that fo–"

"THEY'RE HERE!" she squeals. everyone in the crowd turned their heads to a figure of 4 people on the entrance as a spotlight was shined towards them: it was no other than moonskin themselves.

they all looked expensive and stylish that it sort of intimidates me in a good way. the guy in front of them, who i assume is their vocalist, was wearing a skirt too—rodrick must have noticed it too.

"and i thought i was the only guy wearing a skirt..." i hear rodrick mutter.

"you're not special rhonda," i say while the rest of the juliettes pulled me in hopes to approach moonskin. "i'll be right back." i shout to rodrick, fixing my leather jacket before pulling away penny's hand on my arm.

"you see that guy on the left?" penny gestures on the guy with the long hair and pretty eyeshadow. "that's antonio rossi, he's the drummer of the band. also, he's known to be pretty quiet—but he takes good care of his hair a lot."

"i can see that," i comment.

"that guy on the very right is lucas vitale. they usually call him luke. he plays the guitar." she then gestures to the guy with shaggy hair and heavy eyeliner. "he's goofy at times but he shreds his guitar like crazy!"

"he looks oddly familiar..." as i was trying to pinpoint where i saw him, rue pulled me next to her and point on the girl next to lucas vitale.