Battle of The Bands

Trying to Save Pissy Teenagers From Three Hot Guys

Chapter 3 

Trying To Save Pissy Teenagers From Three Hot Guys 

     Shortly after our little fiasco in the practice room, a third guy showed up. He was kinda cute, but that's where my thoughts on him end. He was pretty confused as to what was going on, I don't blame him in the slightest. We explained everything to him which is cool and all but we're now a group. I never wanted to be in a group, I get in this case it's for the greater good but god do I hate working with other people. I thought I'd just be working with Seungmin but now I'm with three other guys, I don't even know any of them. Even worse, they're a rap group. Me and Seungmin are vocalists, this can't work. None of us are strong with dancing as far as I'm concerned. This is bound to go bad. 

     Okay, I lied, those three can dance and are not all that bad at singing. Maybe this can work? We don't even know if it really is our voices that can fix this. We don't even know how my voice managed to work magic earlier. Hell, we don't even know if class is in sessi- I lied again, we do know. The cute guy, apparently his name is Changbin, said that no one's in class right now. That's why he came here, he had no idea what was even going on until we told him. But that's basically it for now, we need to come up with an entire song to perform at the competition. Well, we need to actually apply for it first. Meaning we have to go back out into that hell hole just to write our names on some paper. 

     Letting out a heavy sigh I grab my little gay bag and throw it over my shoulders. "We're gonna be fine," Seungmin says as an attempt to reassure me about this. However, it doesn't work. I seriously don't want to be here anymore.. I should've just gone home when I had the chance. That way I could've isolated myself at home for god knows how long. Alas, I didn't do that and now I'm expected to help save the entire school from bitchitis. What’s worse is I have to actually work with random people for this entire thing. Never in my life did I think I’d be in a group but here we are. But it’s whatever, as soon as everything is fixed and everything goes back to normal I’ll go back to living my peaceful soloist life. 

     Our newly formed group makes its way to the auditorium. Me personally, I'm terrified. Just two seconds in there was too much for me. We all enter the auditorium and to no one's surprise, everyone's arguing. The principal is now sitting at a table. They're just sitting there, staring into nothing. Meanwhile different groups yell insults at each other. "Our performance is going to be the best!" "No ours is!" It's petty and pathetic honestly. 

     "Yikes.." the curly haired  guy, otherwise known as Chan says. "So.. this is what happened to me earlier I'm guessing?" Jisung asks, shocked at the sight. "Yeah, you would probably be just as bad as them all if I hadn't dragged us out of there." "How is it that you didn't even get affected?" Jisung asks, now curious. If Chan were with Jisung in here then yeah, how is it that he wasn't affected? "I was only in here for a couple minutes, I came after you, remember?" "Right, yeah. My memory is still fuzzy." "C'mon, let's go write our names down. That way we can get out of here as fast as possible."

     We make our way over to the table, slipping past the groups that are too busy yelling to form a proper line. We all write our names down, the principal giving us a weird look. It's like they weren't expecting us to show up. Almost like the principal is aware of our status in the school. I mean, they do know our status. As of right now we could not be more unpopular. They probably think we're not good enough for this competition, that we'll get weeded out in the first round. Maybe we will, I don't know. But seeing the principal of the school look at me like I'm some kind of insect makes my blood boil. I'll gladly prove them wrong if it means they'll stop looking at us like that. 

     As soon as we got our names down we rushed to get the fuck out of there. Unfortunately for us, we got noticed by a group. That being Aespa. "3racha are signing up? At least we know who's not winning" says one of the robot girlies. Seriously, why would them of all groups have to notice and read us? Chan sighs and grabs the hands of Changbin and Jisung. I thought he would've tried to read them back but he just turned around and walked away. If I cared enough I would read them back myself but these guys are still strangers to me and I’m not in the mood to. "Look at them running away! They can't even handle criticism!" I look over by the girls and notice those three guys again lurking around by the stage. They don't look too happy about what they just witnessed. Seungmin grabs my hand and we rush out of the auditorium before anyone can notice that we were even here.

     "We have successfully left the battlefield, kinda." I say as a little joke to the group. Although they did not take it as well as I would hope. "Not now, Jeongin." "Sorry." "Should we go back to the room? We can work on our performance there " Chan suggests, I guess he's trying to play the leader. I say that as if it bothers me but it really doesn't. "Er.. can we work on it somewhere else? Here might not be the best place to do that." I say, partly because I want to go home. "He's got a point. What if someone spies on us or something. Or worse, someone tries to pick a fight with us." Changbin adds onto my request, giving quite valid reasons I'd say. "So then.. where do we go? We might get recognized as participants if we try to practice outside or something." Jisung says, genuinely thinking about all the possibilities of how this can go. 

     "Maybe we can do it at my house," I suggest. My house is kinda small, it's an apartment actually. But it can get the job done, besides, I'm pretty unpopular so no one's gonna stalk us or anything. "Are your parents chill with that?" Changbin asks. "Oh you innocent soul, if only you knew," I say dramatically. Seungmin rolls his eyes as he knows about my parents. Changbin cocks his head to the side, I think he's confused. "Long story short, their parents kicked them out because they dress fem." "Oh." All three of the other guys say. Wait, it's weird if I think of them as three guys, do they like.. have a group name? "By the way, before we leave, do you guys have a group name?" I blurt out without giving it a second thought. "Oh, yeah actually. We go by 3racha, but I guess we'd have to change the name. I'll come up with something," says Chan. "Ah, okay. I'll take us over by my place now." And with that we left the cursed school to go wrack up something good enough for the competition.