We sat backstage and watched the last band play. I was nerves. I started to shaky. I wanted to win so bad. I wanted to beat the shit out off NYD.
Now that we had played out set and I watched NYD's, I started to think about Nikki again. They put on a pretty great show. Better then any of these other bands. I was nerves. I wanted to cry. I wanted my brother. I didnt know what to do.
Max grabbed my hand and it calmed me down a little.
"Chill." He whispered in my ear.
I smiled at him and looked at my band.
"Wheres Cynthia?" I asked as I noticed that she was gone.
I noticed the anger on Brandy's face once I said that she was missing.
"I'll kill her." She mummbled.
"She will show up, im sure shes not that dumb." Craig said looking around for her.
I shook my head, "If you only knew."
After the band played and the dictator judged, he spoke, "Looks like this year is a tie. Which we havent had one in a while. And no surprise, Miss Radke's band is one of them."
I got hugged by my band with excitement.
"That was quiet a rap performance you put on for you brother." The dictator said, being towards me.
I rolled my eyes and looked around for Cynthia. Still nothing.
"The other band we have, is New Years Day!" He anncounced.
My heart dropped. I quickly looked at Ash across the room.
She had looked at me as well.
"Come on out here!" The dicatior said.
All of us got up and started out of the stage, but before we did, Brandy and I scanned the crowed for Cynthia one last time, still nothing.
We made it on the stage and stood next to New Years Day.
I looked at Nikki and he was looking at me, but when he noticed I was looking at him, he looked down at the ground infront of him.
I sighed and looked up and noticed Brandy and Jake silently talking to each other and givie eath other horrible sad looks.
"The tie breaker." The dictator said looking at both of our bands.
I saw he noticed Brandy and Jake looking at each other before they looked at him.
"A lead guitar shread off." He smirked,
I saw the heart broken look on both Jake and Brandys faces once they heared that.
I looked around again, still trying to find Cynthia, but it was no use.
"Spread out please?" Teh dictator told us, "And get your guitars.
Both bands stood on side of the stage stairing at each other.
Since we were the tie breaker, who ever one, had to kill the breaker.
Ash and I kept looking at each other with sorry looks.
Brandy and Jake came back on the stage faced each other.
"Begain." He said.
Brandy sighed as Jake nodded his head for her to go first.
In the middle of their shread off, they were interuped and stopped by the arena doors being flung open with Cynthia and DJ thrown to the ground.
All of my band gasps in shock.
"Who do you belong to?" The dictator asked Cynthia hateful.
She looked up at us and pointed.
"Kill them!" He yelled.
I looked at Ash's band and they were temed.
Brandy had already jumped off the stage, after Cynthia with her guitar.
And by the time I looked back the other band, the Anthony and Nick guy, were running at us.
"Stop!" Nikki yelled.
Nick and Anthony stopped dead in their tracks looking at Nikki,
Nikki stompped in the middle of the stage.
"What is this?" The dictator as him.
"I love her." He said pointing and looking at me.
Everyone gasps.
"And I love her." Jake siad jumping off the stage and hugging Brandy.
Brandy dropped her guitar in shocked.
"How can this be?" The dictator asked looking in shock.
Nikki walked up to me and grabbed my waist, "I fell in love with her the moment I met her when you had the bands introduced to each other indivisualy.
My eyes grew wide in shock. I glanced at Ash and she was shocked as well.
"Well is this true?" The dicatior asked.
I looked at Nikki, then backstage and noticed everyone as already started the blood bath of loosers.
I looked up at the dicator frozen and speechless.
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The Music Games
FanfictionYes, like that book, hunger games, my life is just like it. Thanks to some new music dictator, Matt Good. He loves both music and the games. Once he some how, finally got control of the states, hell broke loose. I've seen band after band, be defeate...