Chapter 4: Epic Wub Time II

People are already digging into the pizzas so I grab a few slices before they get eaten. I end up conversing with another party-goer about Ghosts.

"Yeah, the new graphics are absolutely amazing!. I just can't get over how much fun that game will be." I nod and switch to another topic.

"Hey, you know when the other DJ is supposed to be here? I haven't seen her yet." the guy shakes his head.

"Sorry, haven't seen her either." He smiles apologetically.

I meander around the party a little bit, greeting people as they see me. I end up walking a circle around Bruce's house. I make my way back to the living room and see two people making out on the couch.

Well, it's not Bruce and Maddy. It's two girls. One is AJ and the other is Dashie. A bunch of guys have crowded around them. Jesus christ. Like moths to a lamp. I shoo them away and sit down next to Dashie.

"Heyoo. How's it hangin'?" She smiles and wipes saliva from her lip.

"Good you? Word's out you're gonna battle the other DJ. She's called DJ PON-3. She wears these headphones that have a unicorn horn on them. They're pretty cool honest. Anyway, good luck in that. I'll be rooting for ya." She smiles and goes back to AJ.

I manage to wave to AJ before they become engrossed in each other again. I get up and walk around a bit and end up running into Maddy who happens to be talking to Rarity and Twilight.

"Hey girls." I say lightly. Rarity smiles and hugs me. So does Twilight.

"I hear you're going to battle against Vinyl tonight, eh?" Rarity says in her slightly british accent.

"Vinyl-Oh! The other DJ. Is that her name….Well yeah that's gonna be my highlight of the night!" I smile and Twilight pulls me aside.

"You know that Vinyl is a professional right? She's done co-labs with Daft Punk and Deadmau5. You're an amateur. I'm scared that she's gonna embarrass you. I don't want that to happen to you." I shake my head and smile.

"Thanks for the concern Twi but I'll be fine. I may be amateur but some of my songs have gone viral. Remember my remix of Remember the Name? Over 3 billion views. I have almost 25 million subscribers on my music YouTube channel. 1 mil less than Pewdiepie. I'll be fine."

She nods and goes back to talking with Rarity and Maddy. I hear some cheers coming from the front door and see a group of people jumping around a girl of about 18. She has blue hair with lighter baby blue streaks and a white tank top with blue jean shorts on.

Her feet are clad in black Chuck Taylors. Her white shirt has a big music note on the front of it. I look at her face and she's wearing purple sunglasses and….White headphones with a unicorn horn on them.

This was Vinyl. The girl-wonder DJ that people are so excited for me to go against. What's more interesting than a world famous DJ going against a world famous YouTuber? Maybe Bane vs. Batman in a rap battle (ERB THAT'S YOU).

She looks my way and seeing the tattoo on my chest recognizes me. Walking over she extends her hand and says,

"Hey, I'm Vinyl, aka PON-3. You must be K-OS. Lookin' forward to our battle." I take her hand and smile.

"Hi Vinyl. I'm John. Yea I'm the infamous K-OS. I'm also looking forward to our battle. Hope you don't lose that label of yours if you get beaten by an amateur." I say with a chuckle.

"Don't worry. That ain't gonna happen bub." She laughs and goes to a small stage in the middle of the living room. I follow her and stand at my station. She takes off her glasses and I see her eyes. They're absolutely breathtaking, a beautiful shade of maroon. She has long black eyelashes that contrast with her porcelain skin perfectly.

Bruce walks to the dance floor and pulls a mic from behind a speaker. He switches it on and addresses the audience.

"Guys and gals, welcome to my party tonight!" A cheer rises from the crowd.

"How y'all doing?" Another cheer.

"Well great, because tonight I bring you the finest in the art of spinning. In our blue corner we have DJ PON-3 aka Vinyl!" A roar emits from the crowd. Bruce nods and smiles.

"That's a lotta love, lotta love. Now let's hear some of that for our very own, DJ K-OS aka Discord or John!" Another roar emits from the crowd.

"Well then. To decide who goes first, we shall flip a coin. Ladies first, Vinyl, what do you call?"

"Heads." Then I get tails.

"Heads it is." Bruce flips the coin and it comes up heads.

"Who goes first PON-3?" She scratches the record in response.

"Alright then. PON-3 first, K-OS second. These two mixers get a minute and a half a piece. That sound good?" The crowd roars in excitement.

Vinyl plays Earthquake by DJ Fresh.

1 minute, 30 seconds later….

The crowd cheers wildly. Vinyl finishes up and Bruce comes back out, nodding.

"All right, all right, all right. Now for K-OS!" He looks at me and smiles.

"DJ SPIN THAT SHIT!" I start up WWC (Worldwide Choppers) by Tech N9ne.

Another minute, 30 seconds later….

"Well ladies and gents, who won?" He points to Vinyl and the crowd cheers. He points to me and to my surprise they roar in approval. Bruce smiles and waves me over.

I smile and take the mic.

"Thanks to y'all for coming out tonight, and a special thanks to DJ PON-3 for coming to battle this amateur!" She smiles and walks over. I embrace her and the crowd has a 'DAWWWWW' moment. I pull back and Vinyl walks off the floor. I pump my fist in the air and thank the crowd again. Bruce gets the regular DJ to start playing music again and we walk off the dance floor.

I bump fists with Bruce and dodge through the crowd and see Vinyl opening the front door, dragging her equipment with her.

I race to catch up and stop her.

"Hey." I smile stupidly.

"Hey." She gives me a weird look.

"Want some help?" She nods. I motion for her to leave it to me.

"You sure? That stuff's pretty heavy." I nod and heft it all onto my back. She stares in amazement.

"Where ya parked?" She points to a white SUV on the opposite side of the street. We walk over and I put her stuff in the trunk.

"You wanna get some coffee? My treat." She smiles and nods. I run inside to grab my jacket and text Bruce where I'm going.

"Let's go." I say and we jump in the car. 10 minutes later we arrive at a Starbucks.

We order and take a seat by the window. I sip my grande caramel latte with a double shot of espresso and sit back. Taking in Vinyl now I see she's about 5'5 and built like Maddy but less athletic. Not fat, don't get me wrong.

She has on a white and gray striped woolen sweater and a blue and white beanie with a music note on it.

"So tell me about yourself." I say. She smiles and launches into an anecdote about her life in Oregon and why she moved here. She tells me about her father and his tragic death; hit by a car.

"Well you know pretty much everything now. Your turn." I nod and begin my story. I tell her about my mom, sister and father. How Dad and mom are divorced but still maintain a friendly relationship. He's dating this girl named Vera now. Mom and Tanya absolutely love her. I think she's nice but very controlling.

I tell her about our business and how it came around. As well I give her a vague idea of how me and Bruce met. It's a long and kinda violent story so I didn't go into too much detail. Then I tell her about my hobbies and why I chose to study swordsmithing as an occupation.

"Wow, you're really a mystery." I look at her confused.

"What?" She smiles and shakes her head.

"Normally I can figure out how people think by listening to them talk. We've been here for almost 2 hours and I can't figure you out. What's with you?" She says the last part jokingly.

"Well I guess I know people who do that and I've trained myself to take a sporadic thought process. Self-defense I guess." I shrug. She nods and looks at her phone.

"Shit, I better get home. My mom's expecting me about….an hour ago. I had fun. Here's my number." She writes it on a napkin and hands it to me.

"You want a ride back?" I shake my head.

"No thanks. You go ahead. If you're mom gives you crap, tell her your friend asked you out for coffee and if she wants to take it out on someone she can do so on me." I smile and hug her.

We leave and I walk away as she puts her keys in the ignition of her car.

"Call me anytime dude." She smiles and waves. I wave back. She drives away. I turn on my heels and text Bruce immediately.

'Dude, got Vinyl's number.'

'Really? Good on ya bro. About time you asked someone out.'

'Well, I didn't ask her out really. Just wanted to go for coffee and she gave me her number without prompting. Serious luck on my part I guess.'

'Cool. You getting a ride back?'

'Nope.'

'Want me to come get you?'

'I'm good. Play some CoD 'till I get back.'

'Lol, see ya then.'

I lock my phone and start walking.