Chptr ~ 8 [ 1st Round 🎤💥 ]

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      The countless rehearsals and hours of prep passed by in a flash and before the trio knew it it was first round of the bracket, they were going against a band named Locked. They were having a tad trouble navigating to the facility but eventually they made it, when they arrived they saw a huge stadium towering over them. They could hear guitars, singing, and the sound of drums banging through the stadium. When they took a step into the facility Jirou immediatly started to feel nervous, out of habit she grabbed her elbow. It didnt help that the other bands were glaring at them, their gazes felt like daggers and the air in backstage felt stale. Some had huge bands and others had small, but all that didn't seem to bother Kaminari, the sound of guitars shredding and drums echoing through the room made him excited,
" Let's rock this!  "
He felt exhilarated and his competitiveness took over, the glares they recieved from the other contenders only fueled his passion it didnt seem to phase him one bit.
" Shouldnt you UA kids go back to playing hero? Your not gonna be good at this, just tellin you that. Go save yourself from emberrassment. " the arrogant voice can from a boy with green hair that stood up, a white bandana which wrapped his head and he wore tight jeans and a black shirt.
Although the words didnt affect Denki Jirou felt a chill run down her back, she put her head down conscious as they waited for their turn to play.
Kami saw her reaction from the snarky comment and glared back at the broccoli boy.

" Why dont you.. Shut the Fuck up? Before I shove this mic up your- " Jirou covered his mouth with her hand she smiled and relaxed her hand from his mouth to his shoulder,
" Listen douche. We'll show you something that'll humble you. " she paused before dragging Denki away to another area.

A little surprised from Jirous mood change he was confused,
" Listen, dont start a fight before the competition starts Jamming-Yay, let's beat them with music. " she held her fist up gesturing for a fist bump,
" Yes your majesty. " he grabbed her fist and unwrapped it bring her hand to his lips,
What did he call me- wait, What's this idiot doing?! Kissing her hand her flustered but it did help her forget about the guy.
" Come on, we'll be on stage in 5 minutes. "
She sped walked away from him.

I'm not dead? wat. Nevermind that.

He went back to the waiting area, time burned as they waited for their time to perform,

Kyenki Group please get on stage!

" They forgot the De~yuo. " she mumbled.

" Hey lets loosen up, here take this. " he handed her a purple guitar pick, he held up a yellow guitar pick with a bright smile,

" I got these custom made just for us from- "

" Aren't these the ones from the jar on the front desk- "

" The front desk! " as they walked in stage the place was packed, they knew the event was huge but it surpassed their expectations. Kyoka followed the blonde boy with anxiety building with every step,

" Ahem, We're Kyenki, I hope you enjoy our performance. "

( Senorita - Camila Cabello ft. Shawn Mendes )

I love it when you call me señorita
I wish I could pretend I didn't need ya
But every touch is ooh, la-la-la
It's true, la-la-la
Ooh, I should be running
Ooh, you keep me coming for ya

Land in Miami
The air was hot from summer rain
Sweat dripping off me
Before I even knew her name, la-la-la
It felt like ooh, la-la-la
Yeah, no
Sapphire moonlight
We danced for hours in the sand
Tequila sunrise
Her body fit right in my hands, la-la-la
It felt like ooh, la-la-la, yeah

I love it when you call me señorita
I wish I could pretend I didn't need ya
But every touch is ooh, la-la-la
It's true, la-la-la
Ooh, I should be running
Ooh, you know I love it when you call me señorita
I wish it wasn't so damn hard to leave ya
But every touch is ooh, la-la-la
It's true, la-la-la
Ooh, I should be running
Ooh, you keep me coming for ya

Locked in the hotel
There's just some things that never change
You say we're just friends
But friends don't know the way you taste, la-la-la
'Cause you know it's been a long time coming
Don't you let me fall, oh

Ooh, when your lips undress me
Hooked on your tongue
Ooh, love, your kiss is deadly
Don't stop

I love it when you call me señorita
I wish I could pretend I didn't need ya
But every touch is ooh, la-la-la
It's true, la-la-la
Ooh, I should be running
Ooh, you know I love it when you call me señorita
I wish it wasn't so damn hard to leave ya
But every touch is ooh, la-la-la
It's true, la-la-la (true, la-la)
Ooh, I should be running
Ooh, you keep me coming for ya

All along I've been coming for ya (for ya)
And I hope it meant something to ya (ooh)
Call my name, I'll be coming for ya
Coming for ya, coming for ya, coming for ya

For ya
For ya (oh, she loves it when I call)
For ya

Ooh, I should be running
Ooh, you keep me coming for ya

They looked out to the audience but the room was dead silent till a crescendo of cheering brought the stadium back to life, Kami smiled brightly at Jirou and she smiled back. People back stage were amazed by the performance too, but others werent as fond as the crowd..


A/N - Hope you enjoyed!
Sorry for short chapter got school work to do! Expect new chapter soon though!

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