How I Became the 4th Member of a (former) All-Boy Band

aaaand the Interview *PART DEUX*

okay, yeah, not a chapter, sorry for all you guys because i am currently going through this thing called "homework is stupid why can't my science teacher just chill the *potatoes* out" and also this other thing called "WHY CAN'T MTRENCH COME TO THEIR FREAKING HOMETOWN WHY WHY WHY" so yeah. oh and i missed ed sheeran when he came too. -sobs in a dark corner-

bold is me. names before the others, you should know. say hi, guys:

Skye: -unplugs earphones- What? Oh. Hi. Um.
Shane: Hey.
Mike: Hello there! How have you guys been?
Kevin: OMG HAI EVERYONEEEE MISS YOU ALLL MISS MEEE??
Shane: Chillax, Kev. Chillll...

ANYWAY. Numero Une: If you had one superpower, what would you want it to be?
Kevin: Invisibility ALL THE WAY babyyy!
Shane: He only wants that so he can sneak into girls' bedrooms.
Kevin: ...NO! I'm not that rude...
Skye: -rolls eyes- I guess I'd want to be able to fly.
Shane: Why??
Skye: Airplane tickets are expensive, man.
Mike: Breathe underwater.
me (and everyone else): -stares at him weirdly-
Mike: What? I can talk to fishies that way. :)
Shane: He just smiley-faced us.
Skye: Shane, you never answered.
Shane: Uh, well... Telepathy, I guess. Walking over to get a burrito is pretty tiring, you know.

Numero deux. What's the most disgusting food combination you can think of?
Shane: What's with your weird questions? And what's with the french?
Kevin:  STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE AND PICKLE JUICE!
Skye: Ew, Kevin. But I got better: whipped cream and fried chicken.
Mike: That's probably not good for your stomach?
Kevin: That's not grosse than mine.
Shane: Pumpkin pie and mushroom sauce.
Kevin: *pouts* You win.

Numero trois. (And because I'm awesome at french. Or at least my teacher loves me, hence good marks.) What's one colour you would never dye your hair?
Skye: Orange. Like, black and orange? Halloween much? It just... doesn't go well.
Kevin: I don't care!
Shane: 'Course he wouldn't he's already got bee colours on his head.
Mike: White. 
Kevin: What about you Shane? You don't have any colour on your head!
Shane: I dyed my hair black. And I like it that way. The end.

Numero quatre. Here's a fan question: Where do you find inspiration and how do you find ways to express it?
Shane: Deep, man.
Kevin: In food!
Everyone: -facepalm-
Mike: Everywhere. I get struck by lightning often. Not literally. But metaphorically. You know. And then,  as Shane says, I do some Shakespeare shit and jot thing down, put everything into pretty words.
Skye: That's... a lot cooler than me. Usually happens when I get worked up or feeling much. And then I just let the poetry flow in me.
Shane: Other music. And dreams. My dreams are epical, dude.
Kevin: What do you dream about, huh? -wicked grin- A certain awesome-haired someone?
Shane: That doesn't even make sense.

Moving on. Numero cinq. Best way to wake you up?
Kevin: Two words: pancakes. 
Skye: That's one word.
Mike: Alarm clock?
Shane: Fire.
Skye: Sizzling bacon.

Numero six. -evil grin- What's your idea of a perfect date?
Mike: Uh... I don't know, movie and dinner?
Skye: -frowns- That's so unoriginal! And boring!
Shane: Why, what's your idea of a perfect date then?
Skye: I don't know... something spontaneous, different, original. Involving good food, usually.
Kevin: Amen to that! Foooooood.
Shane: Doesn't your boyfriend have brilliant ideas? Name a few.
Skye: -stares at him- What's your point.
Shane: Can't name anything?
Skye: Shut up.