Battle Of The Bands

Chapter 3

Chase's POV.

"I thought she didn't go to our school." Bree realized.

"My guess is that somehow Richard heard about us, cause Perry put the fundraiser signs EVERYWHERE, and sent Tara to stop us." I explained.

"Well, to be fair, Tara is kinda cute." Adam told us.

"Adam!"

"Well, she is!"

"So how is this gonna work?" Leo asked.

"The solo acts and groups are signing up now. Perry will have a qualifying round and whoever qualifies goes head to head by random draw until the final round where the two finalists go against each other. Your charged 20 dollars for admission every round, so that's how Perry is making money. The winner gets a trophy and a picture on the wall beside the student of the semester pictures. I already signed us up." I told them.

"So what should be our qualifying song? We need something everyone knows, but nothing that everyone hasn't gotten absolutely sick of."

We all were quiet after my sister said that, trying to think of something. However, you can't exactly think of a song that isn't annoying when you have a VERY annoying song stuck in your head, which has been in there for the past two weeks.

"Oh! How about Stitches by Shawn Mendes?" Bree suggested.

"I don't know. That one is a bit annoying, Bree."

"Well, so is your face, but you don't see me complaining about it."

"How about New Romantics by Taylor Swift?" Our dim brother suggested, making me snap.

"What is with you and Taylor Swift?!"

"I find her soothing!"

"Adam, no one wants to hear us sing a song that shouldn't have gotten popular." Bree sighed.

"Well, no one wants to hear about hospital trips either!"

"Where did you get that from?" I asked.

"Stitches! Think, Chase!"

"Well, what about Cold Water by Major Lazer?" Bree suggested.

"And Justin Bieber? There is no way I'm singing that."

"Plus, who wants to go into cold water?"

"ENOUGH!" We heard Leo yell, making us all turn around. "Look at you guys! The entire band is falling apart cause you can't agree on something as stupid as a song! This is what happened last time when Bree wrote her song, remember?! This is why you had that stupid image in the first place that got you kicked out of Hollywood Records! You can't stop fighting!"

That's when we noticed Leo was right. Richard didn't care about our image until Bree and I had that argument, which is what threw us into that gigantic spiral of events.

"Guys...Leo is right. If I hadn't gotten mad at Bree, then we wouldn't even be in this mess. Sorry guys."

"It's ok, Chase. We all make mistakes." Bree told me as she hugged me around the waist.

"Hey, I think I found a song." Leo told us.

"What is it?" I asked, hoping we wouldn't break out into another fight. 

"Trust me. This one is perfect." He grinned as he clicked the play button.

-Qualifications-

"How many competitors are there?" Bree asked me as we came in.

"There are sixteen now. Perry said she is only taking eight. We need to be one of those eight, which means STELLAR performance, guys. No mistakes." I told them, as they all nodded.