This is inspired by the dance break Brendon does in 'There's a good reason - Live in Denver'.
*Ryan's POV* (1.4k+ words)
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The start of our first headlining tour is around the corner.
All the dates are almost sold out. Which is pretty rare because we just started, the album just came a little over a year ago.
Do people seriously listen to us?
Who would want to listen to some teenage boys just out of high school —or in my case leaving college not even a semester of being in it— doing music that some people call emo?
If I were in their place I wouldn't listen to our music, some unexperienced boys trying to fit in the music world.
That's not for me. But I guess some people do enjoy it, at least I'd like to think that.
For this tour we implemented costumes, make up, dancers and blah, blah, blah.
All of it it's already planned out, everything in its place, all set, but we keep going to band rehearsals, to practice the songs and for the dancers thing.
I feel weird though, having to play on stage with some dancers running around the small stage at the same time. And having a little choreography with Brendon at some points of songs.
He wanted me to dance with him. To participate in his little dance break with the others, but hell no, I don't dance for shit.
So I said no, but he keeps insisting and I keep saying the same answer, no.
He's so stubborn sometimes, but what can we do about it?
Anyways, today it's a rehearsal day, actually the last one before the tour starts.
Apparently everyone has tattooed in their heads everything —Brendon all the lyrics, Spencer all the drumming, Jon the bass lines and the list keeps going— already.
So this is just to adjust the final details. And of course the dances we're clearly not used to.
"Ryan!" I look up from the couch at the sound of my name being yelled.
"What?!"
"Stop with the daydreaming and focus." Spencer says and I grab my guitar from the floor where I left it just a few minutes ago and I stand up.
"Ok, where were we?" I ask and Jon rolls his eyes at me.
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"C'mon Ry, just try it out." Brendon almost begs for me to dance with him. Just like a child begging for his mom to buy him the newest toy in the store.
All of the other ones already left, I stayed in here because he's my ride home and oh well, if I knew this will happen I would ask Jon instead to drop me off at my place.
