(I did not write this, I just put it up here, so ya'll can read and whatever, I just like it, kayerz)
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At the 2005 MMVAs
"And to present the Best Rock Video Award, please welcome Blake Rivell from the Six Chix!" said the animator of the 2005 Much Music Video Awards. After a couple of seconds came out a punkish/gothish/skatish looking girl: growing band Six Chix's drummer.
"Hellooooooo Baltimore! Thank you for the warm welcome!" the girl said to the camera. The animator then appeared to be whispering something to the girl.
"Ohhhhh...you mean we're not in Baltimore?!"
-A little more whispering-
"Toronto?! What the--" she then looked at the camera partly surprised and scared
"Hellooooooooo TORONTO!! How's the BEST CITY in the WORLD doing?! Thank you for the warm welcome!! Hehe" Some of the crowd laughed while others, who didn't seem to understand that it was a joke, started booing her.
"Are they booing me?!" asked the girl -shocked- to the animator
"No! Of course not! They're saying Boo-urn!" said the animator quickly. She knew that that Blake girl was upset very easily and that she had a really bad temper. Blake then spoke to the crowd.
"Are you saying boo or boo-urn?!" Everyone in the crowd yelled Boo while one little skinny -maybe 80 years old- sad-looking gramps said "I was saying boo-urn."
"Anyway, the nominees for the Best Rock Video Award are..." A robotic female voice then spoke
"American Idiot, Green Day... Welcome To My Life, Simple Plan... River Below, Billy Talent... Boulevard Of Broken Dreams, Green Day..." etc.
"And the winner is... RIVER BELOW, BILLY TALENT!" said Blake while looking a little sad. Billy Talent then arrived on stage after shaking quite some hands.
"Thank you, thank you. I would like to thank..." said the guy with weird hair while Benjamin addressed Blake.
"Hey, you don't look too happy to see us win, Blake"
"Uh?" she said snapping out of her thoughts "No, no. Im really glad you guys won..."
"But..."
"But I see you guys like everyday" she then started to mutter "I wanted Simple Plan to win!"
"What?! Simple Plan?!?! They're not even rock! You would prefer seeing them rather then youre friends win?!" he said completely outraged.
"Well... yeah... I can see you guys whenever I want... I rarely see Simple Plan since they got so big" Benjamin looked at her like she was some mad cow from outer space "David is such a cutie" she pouted. Benjamin sighed from relief.
"God you scared me! I thought that you'd prefer seeing them because they were better! But I should've known, Blake, thinking about other things then boys? Aha, I'd like to see that one day." He laughed while pushing her around.
"Hey I'm not always thinking about boys!" he looked at her disbelievingly (is that even a word?!) "Only the hot ones... -drools-" (aha, NONE of you can say that David Desrosiers isnt a hottie or at least a cutie! But hes mine anyway, sucka! points at David lovers-XD)
"Eww Blake! Get away from me! You're getting saliva on my shirt!"
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"AM NOT!"
"ARE T--" Benjamin then realised that everyone, including the camera (yikes!), were staring at them, immature cows.
"-coughs- I would like to thank our fans for the support..." Benjamin started while Blake laughed her ass off seeing as how he would try and get out of this one. When he was done, he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her roughly away as they were getting off the stage.
"Oh. Could you stay 5 more minutes please, Blake?" asked the animator. Blake looked at her, then at Benjamin who was glaring deadly daggers (aren't daggers usually deadly?) at her.
"Sure!" she said without hesitating. "Whatcha wanna know?"
"Well, you are part of a growing punk/rock/hardcore girls band and I was wondering, how do you guys feel about certain groups of rock music these days..." Blake was wide-eye (like this: o_O) and didn't know what the hell the animator meant.
"Uhh...do you mean like...uhh... how people class certain groups...these days?" she said hesitantly
"Yes, yes. You know, how certain people consider, lets say Simple Plan, Good Charlotte and all that stuff, as rock/punk?"
"Ohhh...yeah these days people confound all these different genre... like for Simple Plan, some say that it's punk, others say that it's rock...but I'd say it's more pop...the further I can go is pop rock."
"I see...and what kind of music do you listen to?" asked the animator. Blake looked hesitantly at her. She hated when people asked her what she thought about some particular things.
"Uhh...well, I mostly listen to rock, punk, screamo/hardcore and metal. That's the kinda music our band listens to"
"Oh okay and what band is that?" she asked curiously. Blake answered carefully
"Well...stuff like Rise Against, Belvedere, Billy Talent, Sum 41, Atreyu, Silverstein, Alexisonfire, Quo Vadis, Cannibal Corpse, From First to Last, Slayer, HIM, etc. Anything from rock to metal really...you shouldn't judge people on what they listen to... Uh, is that it? I think I'm gonna go now" she said slowly backing away
"One last thing" asked the animator much to Blakes disappointment "Some reporters and I (am I good or what?) have also noticed that in interviews at big events, you never stay more then 5 minutes...what's up with that?" Blake looked at her watch. Still 2 minutes to go. Why not.
"Well, you see stars that get bigger everyday right? Like let's say, Hilary Duff. -shudders- Why is she so famous? Because she's everywhere and that she has a lot of "magma" -does the sign with fingers-(Austin Powers)"
"Wait, magma?"
"Oh sorry...wrong movie. I meant a lot of "fans" -still does the sign with finger-. But also, why does she have so many haters? Because. She. Is. Everywhere."
"And are you one of her -imitates- "fans" or one of her haters?"
"Is that a tricked question? She's behind me isn't she! -looks around-... -coughs- I can't answer that question, now can I?"
"Of course you can! If you have the right arguments of course!" **What happens if I don't? I'll get crush by that ugly whale, I bet!**
"Well...I don't "like" -don't forget the sign with the fingers!- her, but I don't hate her!" Billy Talent coughed rather loudly "Okay, okay. I HATE HER! There! You happy Ben?!" He nodded "-coughs- No, no. I dont hate her...I simply dislike her. Difference!" Blake could here Billy Talent laughing their asses off "Well what?! Who would like some ugly blond whale that is EVERYWHERE?!? And by that I mean: crappy wannabe punk/rock CDs, bad acted sucky movies (si! si! has anyone ever seen Lizzie McGuire -however the fuck you write that- Movie!?! GOD! Thats the worst actress trying to be Spanish I ever saw in my entire life!!) and ugly pictures in every magazine issues!! I mean, who the FUCK (the camera beeped it of course) cares if that whale is going out with a guy 10 years older then her and turning her "punk"!?! (that's right! Don't forget the sign with the fingers) And one other thing that pisses me off: she's the one whos famous, not her goddamn twice as ugly sister!! Gosh!" Blake breathed in to calm herself then looked at her watch once more. Perfect. She then got off the stage towards her friends from Billy Talent.
"Are you mad?!?!" asked Jon
"Sure am a mad cow!" she answered
"Damn right you are! That whale is gonna crush you when she hears!" said the guy with weird hair (I know his name, I'm a Billy Talent fan, I simply think guy with weird hair fits him better!)
"Meh...still have about a couple of days before she hears" she simply said
"I don't think so..." replied Ben "I heard she was coming at the MMVAs"
"WHAT?!? You could've said it earlier!" screamed Blake "Ohmygod,ohmygod,ohmygod! I'M GONNA GET CRUSHED TO DEATH!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH -runs around like a retarded chicken-"
"If I were you, I'd live my couple of minutes that are left to the fullest" said Ben
"Screw you! Thats easy for you to say! I'm gonna get crushed!! That's an awful way to die!! This isn't supposed to happen! I'm supposed to die choking on a broccoli at 72 years old!!" she then addressed the camera
"Dear people of year 2005, I, Blake Rivell, the amazing, sexy, attractive, gorgeous, eye-catching, dazzling--" Ben nudged her "Oww. The striking Drummer of the Six Chix, am addressing you my last words before I fall out of this world of ice... before I get crushed by an humongous ugly 300 pounds whale." She then fixed the camera in the eye (ahaha is that even possible?) looking dead serious.
"Holy *beep* guys, she looks dead serious!" whispered Ben "I've never seen her like this"
"I wonder what she's gonna say...must be hella important to look this serious" whispered Jon back. All eyes including the camera were fixed on Blake Rivell. What could she say that is that important?
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It took a moment before the crowd erupted in laughter. She took her legs to her neck and ran as fast as she could. Billy Talent was miserably following behind, barely able to hold in their laughs. She ran as far from the stage as she could, looking over her shoulder to see if Billy was following. That's when she felt an impact. Light as she was, she fell back on her butt and lifted her head to see...
-gasps- It's the WHALE!!!
-gasps- It's the CHOKING BROCOLI!!
-gasps- It's BOB!!
Tattoos! She immediately got on her feet as Billy Talent caught up to her. She gasped as she saw the members of Good Charlotte standing before her. She looked at the six band mates and continued on. **Wait a minute, six band mates?!** She did a double take. -GASPS- one of them was the whale!!!
"YOU!! How dare you!!" it spoke. Blake looked around at her friends telling them to quickly grab her testament. "Don't you look away! I'M TALKING TO YOU Blake!" the whale said, her voice full of despise. Blake quickly snapped her head back in the whale's direction. She seemed mad... her hands were curled into fists and by the way her hair was standing out, Blake could tell that the whale had run all the way from where she was to here. **She could use some exercise anyway**
"Ohh h-hiii there whaly" Blake said hesitantly "How you doing?" **I prolly shouldn't have called her whaly...that would've been a start... and I prolly shouldn't have asked her how she was doing**
"How am I doing? You go and insult me in front of the camera, in front of my fans and--" Blake cut her off
"You mean "fans" -does the sign- you gotta do the sign with the fingers when you talk about your "fans" -does the sigh again- whaly" By the look on whaly's face, it wasn't a bright idea to cut her off and to call her whaly.
"Alright Blake" she started slowly "I'm not going to do the little sign with the fingers when I talk about my fans-- what the hell are you doing?!" she asked angrily when seeing Blake do some weird things with her hands.
"What? You aren't doing the sign with the fingers when you talk about your "fans" -does the sign- so I'm gonna do it for you!"
"Arghh! Fine! Do the stupid sign Blake! I don't care if you think my fans -Blake does sign- are fake or whatever! Will you stop it?!?!"
"But you just said you didn't care if I did the sign, whaly!" Blake immediately regretted her words when she saw whaly's eyes on the verge of (exploding in my pants-Anger Management) popping out of their socket.
"Will. You. Stop. Calling. Me. WHALY?!?! Why the hell would you call me whaly?!?! It's even worst then whale! I don't care if you call me a whale, but why WHALY?!?!" she screamed her lungs out while throwing her hands up in the air. By the look on whaly's face, Blake feared answering. But still, she answered...
"Because it rhymes with Hilary" Blake said with a small voice. The look on whaly's face was something like this: o_O. She was at the same time, furious and taken aback that Blake actually answered. But she quickly got over it and immediately started shouting at Blake.
"What did you just say?" she asked slowly
"I...uh I said--" As Blake was going to answer, a camera got into her face. Since they were standing in a dark spot, the cameraman had to use a small light, which was attached to the camera, and it blinded Blake. "Gahh! Move that camera out of my face!" she yelled while pushing the camera away. But the light was still on her so she fell to her knees. "Ahhhh! Im meltingggg, MELTINGGGGGGG!" She quickly brought her hands to her face and fell flat on her stomach. She then started shaking violently (she was doing the bacon). Duff Puffs started laughing at the scene standing before her.
"Ahahaha...look at that retard on the floor! I always knew she was a witch!" laughed Duff Puffs. The camera's objective left Blake and fell onto Duff Puffs who was dressed in a horrible whitish two-piece. (that girl looks better in black I tell you! lmao) Once the light left Blake, she got up on her feet and glared at Duff Puffs.
"Pshhh you are so lame. You don't even know your classics you n00b!" Duff Puffs did a shocked gasp "If someone is melting because of light, that means the person's a vampire, not a witch. A witch is a creature that melts because of water! So...DIE YOU WITCH! DIE!!" and with that, Blake threw a glass of water at the witch and ran away with Billy close behind. As she ran away, she could hear the complaints of the witch.
"Oww! You idiot! That hurts!" Ben stared at Blake
"You actually threw a glass of water at her?!"
"Well yeah...I wasn't going to waste a perfectly good glass, was I?" Ben stared at her like she was some kind of retarded, yet amazingly brave, chicken. He then realized that his band mates were far behind so he slowed down, waiting for them to catch up. Blake, on the other hand, hurried even more when she heard a witchy scream getting louder by the second.
When Billy Talent caught up to Blake, they found her lying on the floor.
"-gasps- What happened to her?!" asked a scared Jon
"Y-you dont think the whale got to crush her do you?" the guy with weird hair said
"No guys...look, she's still breathing" Ben said as he helped Blake sit up. "What happened to you Blake?!" She seemed to regain conscience
"Urgh...god, my head!" she grabbed her head in pain "I think I hit my head on the floor"
"How the hell did you do that?!" asked the drummer. Blake was still too dizzy to answer so this guy from the crowd told them.
"She kinda ran up the wall...I don't know what she was thinking, she probably tried to do a back flip while running up the wall or something...anyway, she missed and fell on her head" the guy said
"Yeah...that's something she would do...Cmon, let's go Blake, Duff Puffs getting closer" and with that, Billy Talent carried Blake away.
What will happen next? Will Blake get out of her dizzy status? Will she be able to do the back flip stunt one day? Will we be able to see through Duff Puffs wet white shirt? Did Duff Puffs actually melt? Will the whale catch up to them and crush Blake?
Stay tune for more randomness of another long short story in the next
Randomly Famous.