it 'tis time. After hours of voice cracking, strings breaking, busted drumsticks, and screaming into a mic it was time to preform at the dance. It was going to be in a gym, auditorium thing so I think we would be good in terms of a stage.
I put my dress and shoes on then did my makeup. My shoes looked awesome they were sandal- heel type things.
( Authors note- I acctually really want these shoes)
I grabbed my skateboard and met up with all the band members. Then we all started heading for school. Yes, I was skateboarding with heels and a dress on.
At school everone was on the floor dancing with eachother and we were backstage contemplating what we were gonna do if we messed up.
Then the music from the speakers stopped... signaling it was time for us to come out on stage.
I strapped my guitar on me then walked out along with everyone else. Everyone on the floor looked up thinking why the outcasts of the school were on stage in frount of them. They didn't know why we were there or what we were doing. Suddendly Hailey started playing the drums telling me and everyone else to start warming up.
We warmed up with the Munsters theme. I have to admit I was pretty nervous because I've never been on stage before I was scared. I've only sang in frount of my friends and now I'm here in frount of almost a hundred people.
The munsters theme ended and then we decided to actually play a song that would require vocals, which was my place.
Shatter me was next I was shaking and my voice was clearly nervous.
I pirouette in the dark
I see the stars through me
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Cupcake Killer
Teen Fiction15 year old Ireland McLaren. Emo,Punk, and a skater. Her friends don't understand her at all, and she cant have a boyfriend to save her life. She plays guitaur for her band named The Cupcake Killers. Not only is she the led giutaur plyer for the ban...