The streets were filled with cars as you skated down the sidewalk. They were all going in one direction, to the stadium. You happened to be going there too, but for an entirely different reason. Once you arrived, you went to the back entrance, slipping on a blue rabbit mask. A guard opened the door and you walked through. Stagehands yelled orders to each other as they ran around. "Ten minutes 'til showtime!" One said as he passed you. You went into a dressing room and sat down. Things always happened to get hectic before a show. Wondering why you even agreed to this, someone knocked on your door. You made a small noise, signaling for them to come on. It was the boy from earlier. "Three minutes 'til showtime." He said, handing you a guitar. Standing up, you followed him out, trying to figure out why he was here in the first place. Shaking your head, you stood on a platform. It slowly started to rise as a voice boomed through the speakers. "Welcome Ladies, Gentlemen and everything in between. Please welcome our special guest, Oralie!" Lights hit your face and your flinched slightly, then stepped towards the microphone. You took a deep breath, then struck a chord.
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