Rewrite the Stars | KamiJirou

Chapter 22

Author's Note: The birthday for this chapter will be completely inaccurate to the actual birthday of this person. Their birthday is nowhere near the time this chapter takes place, but it's here for plot reasons. Hope you all will understand.

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A week passed by quicker than they all realized, with many evenings spent with an endless amount of rehearsing. Yaoyorozu got accustomed to being the band's keyboardist fairly quickly. Growing up, she had taken years and years of piano lessons, everything she learned now drilled in her head. She was grateful the band allowed her to join; she could finally put those skills to good use.

 The songs they were rehearsing for the party were picked out by Kirishima's friend. He hadn't stated her name, but he did mention that she was a good childhood friend of his. The days passed, and in what seemed like little to no time at all, it had became the day when band of five was scheduled to play. 

Bakugou shoved his drum set into the trunk of the van before slamming the lid down. "Hurry up people, we don't have all day," He grumbled as he hopped into the front passenger seat, pulling his door shut.

Jirou hopped into the second row of seats, sitting down on the far left. Kaminari sat down in the middle seat, and Yaoyorozu sat down on the far right seat. Kirishima started the van, the engine roaring loudly before coming to life. He carefully backed out onto the street before driving forward. As they drove away from the studio, Jirou leaned against the glass window to her left, staring at the city outside. 

Tall buildings whizzed by, the sunlight reflecting off the shiny material that most of the exteriors held. Trees grew near the sidewalk, which was occupied with people passing by. The faint honking of horns could be heard from outside as they drove through the traffic-filled streets, with Bakugou cursing under his breath at every stop they made. 

The scenery stayed fairly the same along the whole ride to their destination. After around half an hour, the van pulled up to a colorful-looking, one-story building with pastel pink balloons attached to a black lamppost near the front.

There was a small parking lot in front of the building, which was nearly fully packed with cars. Kirishima drove up to the front doors of the building before parking the van, leaving the engine on and the keys in the ignition. 

He looked at everyone through the rear view mirror, grinning at them. "I'm gonna go in and tell them we're here. You guys start unloading the instruments, ok?" The redhead asked, unbuckling his seat belt and opening his door. 

"Fine, Shitty Hair, but you better hurry up with it," Bakugou grumbled as he stepped out of the van, a sour expression on his face. 

"Will do!" Kirishima said cheerfully. He hopped out and shut the door behind him, walking around the front of the van and towards the main entrance of the building.

Jirou opened the door on her side, stepping out and inhaling, automatically wrinkling her nose at the smell. Ew, gasoline. Kaminari hopped out of the van behind her, allowing her to step out of the way before he pushed the door shut. 

The two of them headed to the trunk, which Bakugou had already opened. The angry blonde was muttering something incoherently as he pulled two guitars out of the trunk, stomping towards the entrance. 

Yaoyorozu came around the van from the other side, leaning over the edge of the trunk to grab the keyboards' stand, pulling it towards her and out of the trunk.

Jirou then climbed up into the trunk, grabbing one end of the keyboards and lifting it. She turned to look at Kaminari, complete with a blank expression on his face as he started off into space. "Hey idiot!" She yelled.