9
Weekend...
"Woah! Here it is! Silver Yen is finally performing... I wonder what song he would put his life on! I hope he's going to get into the semi-final round! He deserves much better with his vocals! Damn it, it is so high!" Asphalto said while turning the TV on. Jake dragged me to sit beside him, Crimo just can't wait. They love this guy so much. They love his vocals... it's high and he's really killing it to the point that you got goosebumps. "I have to cook..." I tried to escape away but Jake pinned me beside him. Since I am a little bit curious about Silver Yen's performance right now, I fixed my eyes on the TV, waited for him to start singing.
'I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
I don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes...'
"Woah! He's really good!" Crimo shouted, in extreme happiness. "I hope Asphalto could reach that high..." and Asphalto beat him up, "Because..." he waited for Crimo to finish his sentence, "Because you are our main vocalist...main vocalists should practice every day to maximize their voices... you should do the same thing too." Asphalto lamented, "I'm always practicing everyday... you guys don't see it." and he began budging to Jake who's looking so starstruck, watching Silver Yen's live performance in TV, "There's so much curl in his voice, and he fucking nailed it!" and he raised a fist, even if he's not the contestant, it looks like he'd won.
And they sang together when it's in the chorus:
'I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
Become so tired, so much more aware
By becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you...'
Mrs. Garber came into the scene just right after Silver Yen's performance. Jake was shouting to everybody to vote him via text. The voting would be in the audience choice and the text votes. He took my phone and voted for him. Crimo used his remaining load balance to vote for him. "I want him to win... I really really like his performance! Since you guys just started learning your own instruments... while I had mastered mine... I want to play bass for him! I want both of us to be on stage!" Asphalto knocked him by hitting his head, "So you're leaving us? You shameless bastard I know you are going to betray us in the end!" Crimo stood up and tried to run away, he hid behind Mrs. Garber's back. "Mrs. Garber! Asphalto is trying to beat me up again!"
Asphalto never stopped chasing after him, "I never beat you! Looks like you are more suspicious with your looks! You are an ex-convict!" Crimo heard the one thing that he doesn't want to hear, "What did you say? I told you to keep your mouth shut about it! I am not an ex-convict, you four eyes being!" and now he's the one chasing after him. "What? Are you gonna fight me? Then I'll make sure you will be convicted to jail! Try me, Crimonaill!" and he burst for one volcanic eruption, "Don't call me that name as if you are my mother!"
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RomanceThe beauty of friendship and their journey in music. The story cover isn't mine. Copyrights to the owner.