I was playing guitar on stage. Thousands of people cheering for me and my friend, Silver Blaze. I had my guitar in my hands, fingers ready to strum the chord leading into our first song. He stood behind his drum kit, his hands in the air with his sticks in his hand. He hit them together to count us in.

And then I woke up.

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I peeled off the pizza that was on my hair. It's grease was left in my rainbow hair and my band mate was laughing his arse off. He was my only friend and we made a band soon after finding out we both played instruments. I played guitar and sang and he played drums and did some singing as well.

"Arse hole." I said to him.

"Ah cheer up Runner bean. We're on next anyways." He explained. He played with his pastel purple hair and I tried to sort mine out. I reached inside my bag and I pulled out my song writing book. I started reading over the lyrics to the song we were going to play for our school's battle of the bands. We had entered alongside loads of other people. But it also prompted others to make some bands that sounded like they were made the night before the competition. The one playing at the moment were some sort of pop boy band thing and they sounded pure shit. They focused more on dancing and prancing around the stage like retards than the actual music.

"Oh come on. Can they shut up already? I want to get our set over and done with." Blaze moaned.

"Same here. Look at them. They have no actual musical talent." I agreed. I reached back into my bag and I pulled out some stuff to do my eyeliner with.

"Another layer?" Blaze asked.

"Yeah. Gotta look fresh. If you want, their are some spare piercings in there." I told Blaze. He reached in and pulled out a bag full of eyebrow and lip piercings.

"Dude, how many of these do you need?" He asked. I was doing my eyes at that point still and I couldn't answer him. He didn't wait for an answer and put one in his eye and gave himself snake bites. Once I was done with the eyeliner we swapped and I put one in my eyebrow but only one in my lip.

"Well then. We look scene enough now. What song are we doing again?" Blaze asked.

"Ummmmm. Out of the black by Royal Blood." I told him.

"Shit man. Gonna be tough." He replied.

"Yeah... But we've ran through it before and it sounded perfect." I said.

The band playing had finished to a very undeserved applause from the judges. We had soundchecked and moved Blaze's drum kit onto the stage. I stepped up to the microphone and I had my guitar in my hands.

"Hi. We are 4Ever and the song we are doing is a cover of Out Of The Black by Royal Blood." I annoucned. Blaze counted me in and I started with the guitar riff.

The song took everything out of us and at the end of the song Blaze had a drum solo. I ended it with a dive bomb using my guitar's whammy bar and the judges gave us an unappreciatve clap.

"Thanks for your time." I said as we left the stage.

We packed up our stuff and kept it near the stage so we could pick it up at the end.

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After another half an hour of boy bands and cringe worthy pop punk bands, the judges had come to a conclusion on who was the winner.

"Today, we have seen some remarkable talent. But, there can only be one winner. And that is." One of the three judges annoucned. Me and Blaze didn't feel moved at all because the judge sounded as bored as we were.

"The lads who made up London Revival!" The judge droaned. We turned around and saw it was the boy band that I was unfortuantly woken up to. They cheered as they collected their prizes.

"Seriously? Bullshit." Blaze moaned.

"Yeah!" I agreed. The group swaggered past us and showed off their £5 vouchers as if they had just won the lottery.

"Better luck next time emos!" The leader jeered in my face.

"Oh sod off. There's no talent in singing with a backing track." I told him.

"Well... Last time me and the lads here checked, screaming doesn't count as singing!" He argued. By now, I was pissed off and I stood up so I was towering over him.

"Well... Last time I checked, whining and moaning doesn't count either. So how about you get the fuck out of my face before I hurt one of you." I threatened. He scoffed at me and walked off.

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We grabbed our stuff and we made our way back to my house. I put my guitar back on it's stand and Blaze set up his kit behind it.

"That was so stupid." Blaze muttered. I turned to face him and I couldn't help but smile.

"Yeah. But I caught a glimpse of one of the Judge's notes. He thought we were pretty good from the looks of things." I told him.

"And? They still had to come to a vote." He argued back. I knew he was uspet about it so I brought him into a hug. As I was embracing him I saw someone put something through the letter box in my door. I went to go and get it and attatched to a newspaper was an ad for something called 'Rock Out War'

"Hey man! You might want to see this!" I told Blaze as I held up the leaflet for the ad.

"What the hell man? This sounds awesome!" He exclaimed. We read through the whole thing and we saw that the prize for winning the contest was a summer at a recording studio where we get to record and mix an album.

But the only downside was we had to picked out by possibly hundreds of other bands that entered.

"Well... Worth a shot ain't it?"I told Blaze.

"Yeah. Let's sign up for it then!" He replied.

I got out my laptop and we went straight to the link on the leaflet. We made an account and we were able to use our band's current name. We looked around at other band's pages and some of them seemed to be legit bands. We looked at some original music made by others and it sounded bland and boring.

"Well. Should we start recording some stuff?" Blaze asked me.

"Yeah. Let's get to it!" I replied.

Five months later. The entrants to the next stage of the competition are going to be announced. The entrants will be spending their summer at the 'Boot Camp' stage at a five star manor. The date is January 10. Rainbow Runner's 16th birthday.

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Me and Blaze got into my house. We had almost sprinted there after school. We didn't want to miss the competition announcement.

Before setting up a live stream so we could perform for our fans, we read through some comments on out tumblr and some linked us to art pieces of me and Blaze. Some were of us performing on stage and some were a bit more... Intimate. But we knew they loved us, even if we didn't seem to have many fans.

I put my laptop in place so it could capture us both perfectly and we started playing some songs. We planned on playing up until the announcment and then we would contiune streaming until we were announced as part of the next part of the competition.

The day has come for Runner and Blaze to go off to the next stage of the Rock Out War. The date now is 21st July. The summer holidays have just started for the two of them.

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I was already up and ready for the day by half seven in the morning. I was dressed in my System of a down vest with white shorts and I had my new red eyeliner on. I combed and styled my hair so that it all went back into a pony-tail and it went almost all the way down my back.

I had already packed my guitar and I didn't want to get it out so I could just put it away again. So I started playing video games. I played them half arsed until I heard my doorbell ring. My blinds were still shut so I had no idea who it was. I opened it and Blaze was waiting there for me. He wore the same sort of attire as me but his vest was plain.

"Wassup short stuff." I replied as I cradled him into my arms. I carried him inside and set him on the couch.

"Why do you do that every time I come over?" He asked me as we layed together. I looked at him and gazed into his bright purple eyes which went with his hair.

"Well... Why not?" I told him. I held him in my arms again but we were quickly broken apart again by the doorbell ringing again. I got up and I went to the door.

As I opened it I saw three men waiting for me. One of them in a suit and the other's in polo shirts and shorts. Behind them were a limo and a truck with cameras near them.

"I'm guessing you are Rainbow Runner?" The one in a suit asked.

"Yeah." I said.

"Where is Silver Blaze?" He asked.

"He's just inside." I replied.

"You wouldn't mind if we came in. Would you?" He asked. I nodded my head in response and he ordered his men to collect the equipment. I stood aside to let them in and they almost filled my hallway with the equipment. Blaze came out and asked me what was going on.

"Bro. They're the people from the competition. And look outside. I have a feeling you're gonna like our new ride." I told him. Immediatly he ran outside and gawped at the limo.

"Bruh. We are travelling like kings today!" He cheered.

The dude in the suit called us inside and we went back into the living room. The two boucners who had all of the recording equipment had set up shop in my living room.

"Alright?" I questioned.

"Oh. Sorry. But don't worry. It's just for an introduction for people tuning into the show on it's first episode. We just need you to say your name, your band and something else about you." The suited guy explained.

"Okay. I'll go first." Blaze said as he stood in front of the camera. They signalled him in and he began speaking.

"Hey. I'm Silver Blaze. I'm the drummer for 4Ever and I do some of the song writing. I'm also older than my band mate but I'm shorter. Explain that." He announced. They stopped recording and asked me to come on. I took the same place as Blaze did and they started filming.

"Hi. I'm Rainbow Runner. I'm the singer and guitarist for 4Ever and I do most of the songwriting. I'm 16 but just a few months younger than Blaze. But still a few inches taller than him. Both types of more inches." I said. My comment about our heights and lengths earnt me an off screen 'HEY!' but they carried on rolling.

The camera crew stopped and packed everything up. They also took mine and Blaze's stuff and put it in the van with the rest of the stuff.

"Time for the little trip I guess. How long is it El Suito?" Blaze asked. The man in the suit looked angered by Blaze's comment but he didn't want to seem weak when compared to a scrawny sixteen year old.

"It's around 4-5 hours. Maybe 6 if you keep on acting up." He replied.

"Oooohh. Damn boy you just got roasted." I cheered.

"Shut up man." He muttered as he punched me in the arm. Feeling bad I put my arm around his waist. He giggled to himself and we started getting into the limo.

"Holy crap this looks awesome." I mumbled. Blaze pressed a button and it opened a compartment. Inside it was a bucket full of ice and different types of energy drinks. All with the same brand, Rockstar.

"Oh yeah boy! I'm guessing you guys got some sort of sponsorship right?" I squealed.

"Oh yeah. Rockstar want to promote their newest types of energy drinks and what better why to do it than endorse a rock show with it?" El Suito explained.

Me and Blaze got comfy in the back of the limo and opened up a can of Rockstar each. We recorded videos of us partying in the back, listening to Kerrang and other music stations.

Weirdly, we got carried away and we started making out in the back, much to El Suito's dismay and the fact he was visibly uncomfortable.

"Can you two stop bloody making out for one god damned minute?" He yelled. We looked at him and I gave Blaze another lustful look.

"Well. It is a bit awkward." Blaze agreed. I knew he was out of the mood and I left him alone.

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We finally got to where we were presumably staying after a tiring 5 hour journey. Other bands were waiting outside and were talking amongst each other.

We stepped out of the limo and people noticed us arrive. They stared at us for what felt like an eternity before going back to their conversation's.

"Well some people are excited to see us." Blaze commented. I didn't know what he had meant until we saw three girls run up towards us squealing at the top of their lungs.

"Oh my god!" One of them cried. One of them hugged me hard around the waist and the other two went and took Blaze to the floor.

"Fuck!" He exclaimed in pain as he hit the floor.

"Why is this happening?" I screamed.

As soon as I started screaming the girls let go of us.

Now I had a better view of them they were considerably smaller than us. I had a feeling that they were 13-14. One of them had bright blue pigtails and dark green skin. The second one, the one who had hugged me tight, had dark black hair that went over her face in a fringe and pale skin. The last one was the shortest and had crimson red hair which went down in a ponytail like mine and she also had dark green skin.

"Why the hell have you three just attacked us?" I asked, sounding angry. They looked terrified and it took a while until one of them piped up.

"Well... We knew you two are 4Ever. And we are your biggest fans!" The shortest one spoke. The other two started looking happier and one of them started tapping away into her phone.

"Wait? You three are fans of our music?" Blaze asked, confused that there was a band in the competiton against us, who also love us!

"Yeah! You two have a way better chance at winning this than most people. You have loads of fans and the pair of you are so awesome in terms of musical ability!" The girl with her phone explained, estatic.

Me and Blaze exchanged confused looks and he got closer to me, almost huddling up to me like he was terrified.

"Oh. My. God! I totally forgot! You two are like the only LGBT band on here! People are gonna love you two!" The last one screamed.

"Wait. For real?" I asked.

"Yeah! And plus you guys are like the cutest couple here anyways so..." The short one trailed off. The girl with her phone finally stopped tapping away at it and handed it to me.

Showing on the screen was a picture of me and Blaze hugging each other in pyjamas. It was cute and it looked well drawn. Blaze was impressed with it and so was I.

"This is amazing!" Blaze said. I studied the picture a bit more and I noticed that the pyjamas we were wearing in the drawing matched each other. The girls clearly put a lot of effort into it.

"Wow. You did this? This is amazing!" I commented.

"Do you want us to send it to you?" The red head asked. Me and Blaze nodded in response and I had a different idea in my head.

"Have you got your phone on you? I can give you my number if need be." I mentioned. The girls all looked at me as if they had just saw a ghost and the one with the blue pigtails fell backwards as if she was fainting. The other two caught her before she hit the floor.

"Are you okay?" Blaze asked, raising his eyebrow in confusion like he normally did.

"Yeah she's okay. It's what she does when she's overwhelmed with happiness." One of them replied. The other was fanning the girl with her hand and all me and Blaze could do was chuckle as we gave the girls our numbers.

"So... What are your names exactly? We prefer to have your names in our phone just in case something happens." I asked.

"Oh. Yes. Well. I'm Ruby Belle. I'm the singer in our band. And I also play bass." The red head answered.

"I'm Mystic Melody. I play guitar and I do singing as well." The girl who had fainted mumbled.

"And I'm Blossom Twirl. I play drums and do most of the song writing." The dark blue haired one said.

We punched their numbers into their phones and we exchanged selfies to see if it was working. It was and we started talking more about music.

This went on for a few minutes as more bands turned up and Stump had came out of the manor.

"Hello!" He yelled through a megaphone. "Is this thing on? Anyways! Can you please make your way inside and place your luggage near the pillar labelled 'Contestant luggage' please!" He continued.

People started filing in and so did me and Blaze. We stayed close together and made sure our stuff was close together. Everyone started grouping up with their bands and bunching up together.