''Love is unity, Hate is division.'' His voice echoed through the hall. The younger kids wide eyed, the older kids snickering.
Him, being the motivational speaker for the day, or whatever. I think he was talking about bullying or something.. I don't actually know.
I was too busy scrolling through my phone, texting my friends, listening to music and whatnot, scrolling through all my unread texts.. blah blah,
people are so boring. What's the point in texting me if you're gonna write 'lol' to every response? Stupid.
''Are there any good singers in the audience?'' A different, unfamiliar voice spoke into the mic.
I kept my head down, and replied to yet another unread text. I mean, I'm an alright singer.. been told so many times. I enjoy to sing, just not in front
of huge audiences. I'm always worried incase people laugh, or if my voice sounds awful.. or, or if I try to sing, and no sound comes out.. that would be awful.
''Hey, what about the girl with the turquouise hair?'' The other man said warmly into the mic. Was he talking to me?
Probably not, I have teal coloured hair...
''I guess she's too busy on her phone.. are we that boring?'' The other man laughed, uncertainly.
I slowly looked up, to find them both staring at me, along with the whole of my school.
The man on the left looked pretty short, and cuddly. He had dark blue, purple and black hair, which was slightly long, short layers, and side swept bangs.
It looked pretty sweet. His eyes were covered in a turquoise colour, black curved thick lines were drawn under each hazely green eye, two thick spiked black
stripes were drawn on each cheek.. It looked like warpaint of some sort. Another two stripes were drawn on the bottom of his chin, they were black too. His lips
were painted a deep purple. Now, on to his clothes... He and his friend had a very.... unusual dress sense, to say the least, but I quite liked it.
He wore a black leather sleeveless jacket, covered in studs. A plain black vest underneath, with the words 'one love' printed on it, in white. Leopard print, three quarter
length pants covered his legs, they were really pretty.. I had a pair of leopard print leggings back home.. his pants sorta remind me of them. Anyway, black military boots
covered up his feet. I began to study his arms, they were both covered in tattoos, as was his neck and chest.
''Hello, miss.'' He laughed. ''You much of a singer?''
''I...er...''
I could feel my cheeks beginning to turn red.
''K-Kinda....'' I stuttered.
He held his hand out to me, and pulled me up.
I walked over to where the taller man was, and stood beside him, the shorter one then came over to us.
''You ready?'' He smiled, handing me the mic. I nodded and took it.
I looked out into the sea of faces, and felt a knot in my stomach, tightening each second. I pulled the mic close to my lips and belted out the first sentence.
Soon, the song was almost over.. I sang the chorus once more and finished.
Everyone stared at me, with shocked expressions on their faces.
''Damn girl, you really can sing!'' The taller guy grinned. The shorter one nodded. ''Really amazing.''
''Thanks.'' I smiled, handing the mic back, and then walked back to my place.
''Wasn't she awesome?! alright guys!! we have a song of our own that we want to sing for you all!Incase you didn't know, we're in a band.'' The shorter guy said into the mic.
''We're Blood on the Dance floor. You guys ready to partyyyyyy?!'' The taller one finished.
Everybody screamed and cheered.
* * * * *
''Great singing, kid.'' The taller guy smiled, walking over to me.
''I'm not a kid.'' I replied bluntly. ''But thanks.''
''You must be.. you're still at school.'' He laughed.
''I'm in disguise.'' I winked.
''Oh really?''
''Yes''
''What's your real form?'' He smirked.
''I'm.. I'm. I'm Spongebob.''
''Awesome!! I've always wanted to meet you...''
''Well here I am!''
''Can I ask you a question, Mr Squarepants?''
''Mhmm. Yes?''
''69? I mean, shall we? I've always wanted to do.. that, with a sponge''
''All day, every day.''
''So we can?'' He laughed.
''Yes we can. We can 69 till our mouths hurt.'' I winked.
''Wow girl.. you're really good at acting'' He laughed.
''Who says I'm acting?!''
He gave me a 'What the fuck' look.
''Only kidding.'' I giggled.
''Sure you were..'' He smirked. ''I'm Jayyvon, pleased to meet you!''
''I'm Alexa.''
''Rad. I love your hair!''
''Why thank you. I love yours too.''
I smiled, staring up at the 6 ft figure. He was incredibly attractive, his jet black hair was shaved on one side, with a leopard print tattoo going down the side of his face. He had
his bridge, snakes bites, his nose, and his cheek dermal pierced. His body was pretty much covered in tattoos.
