Rocking the atmosphere

The merge

Molly's P.O.V

The screams were deafening, probably enough to permanently damage my hearing, but I let the wonderful sound fill my ears. There were hands fist pumping, and others holding about every modern electronic device ever made. Each was recording a snippet of this history. Most of them streaming or uploading it to every social network.

To be honest, I've never felt so alive. I knew I was happy before, but not as happy as I am now. My..I mean -our- lives are finally reaching a revolutionary turning point. Everything was finally how it was supposed to be. I stand there, center stage with a microphone in hand, staring at the pitch black abyss that was the crowd of fans that came to see us. The flashing lights blinded me, but atleast it wouldn't allow me to see the overwhelming sight of the thousands of people in the arena.

( molly) "HELLO NYC! WE! ARE! GUP GALAXY!"

The screams grew louder, and surprisingly, that's not even where our story began.

( molly)"THANK YOU, WE LOVE YOU! NASHVILLE, GOODNIGHT!"

The stage went black while Molly wiped the small bit of sweat from her forehead. The tanned girl adjusted her dark blue half top and fanned herself with the spare hand. Relieved that the long, four hour concert was over. She raced to the gigantic snack table and grabbed a large bottle of water. Swallowing the entire contents of the bottle in one millisecond.

( Melanie) "Wonderful performance girls," Melanie, they're brown hair, blue eyed, well-dressed agent stated, "Just relax! I have a special surprise for you!"

As the well dressed women left, the three girls proceeded to talk.

( molly) "Another marvelous concert, if I do say so myself," said the leader to her band mates, who were either slouching on the backstage leather couch or adjusting their hair in a mirror.

Oona, who was twirling a drumstick between her fingers quickly replied, "Yeah! It was great!"

"Great?" Deema questioned after fixing her now stringy blonde hair, "It was HOT! Just like me."

The leader rolled her eyes and threw away the bottle before jumping on the couch next to her  purple haired friend.

( molly) "I gotta admit, it was hotter than usual today," Molly stated, turning to the two for their own opinions, "After the last song I felt like my throat was on fire."

( deema) "Well, we are in the south," Deema added, adding to the weight on the small couch, "That could explain the heat."

( mysterious voice)"~It's probably hot because we're here."

The three females heard an unfamiliar male voice echo through the backstage area. They turned to see a strange group make their presence.

( Melanie)"Right this way, boys," Melanie led the three boys to the girl's crawl space.

It took a minute for the girl's to take in the appearence of the three young adults. One had pale skin, marvelous green eyes, and fiery orange hair. He wore a dark green T-shirt, jean jacket with the sleeves cut off, and cut up shorts. On his wrist was a black, spiked bracelet and on his face he wore a pair of dark blue glasses.

The next guy had dark skin that was a percent cocoa shade. His eyes were dark brown and marvelously bright. He wore a black and purple shirt with torn black pants. Around his head was a black and red bandana, with his hair cut and dyed a deep indigo color.

The last one was the most mesmerizing of all. His skin was pale while his eyes were bright blue and possibly the brightest out of all of them. He wore a black and green stripped shirt with a black leather jacket. His pants were long and torn just as the other's pants were. His hair was wild, spiky, and dyed a magical  navy blue color. Over his wondrous eyes were a pair of light green shades.