The huge crowd screams and shouts, calling out to the band currently playing. "Go, dad!" A young teenager shouts, cheering after it. His mother smiles warmly at her son, lifting him up gently so he could get a better view of his father singing on stage with his band. She set her son onto her shoulders, standing up as straight as she could. He continued to cheer to his father, trying to give him more determination to play harder. After all, this was his last chance, he got into the top five, after this concert, the government would choose the winner. "Do you think dad is going to win?" The thirteen-year old boy asks his mother, having to shout a little bit because of the screams of the crowd. "I don't know, Namir, but I'm hoping." She responds, her gaze locked to the stage.
After that final song was played, the leader of the government stepped into the stage, grabbing the microphone. "I am pleased to announce the winner of the nineteenth annual battle of the bands!" He let out a cheery smile. The audience was shutting their eyes, crossing their fingers that their favorite band would win. Namir gripped his mom's arm for luck, hoping his father's band would be announced. "The winner is, Rolling Spiral!" He shouts loudly, the whole crowd erupting into cheers. Namir's eyes lit up when heard the band his father sang for, he cheered loudly along with his mom. The band walked up onto the stage, huge smiles on their faces as they wiped their eyes from the upcoming tears of joy. The leader of the government handing his father a ginormous trophy which acknowledged their huge win, they lifted it up high, the flashes of cameras took picture of their win.
"You actually won!" He ran up to his father after the show, hugging him tightly. His father hugged him back tightly, burying his face into his son's shoulder. "I can't believe it!" Namir jumped up, releasing the hug. Namir's father grabbed his face, kissing his forehead and cheeks, smiling widely. "Thank you so much for cheering for me!" His father let go of his face, grabbing his hands. "Let's go backstage." He smiled, leading his son.
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Battle of the Bands
General FictionIf you live in the large nation of Oblia, you would know that music is just a simple way of life. Music is the top ten most important things in the nation. But, only a small handful can actually create music for people to listen to. Which means, a n...
