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Future Promises
“Heh heh, oh yeah…let me show you amateurs how this is done!” I bragged, grabbing the mic. “Choose ‘Wanted: Dead or Alive.’ That’s one of my favorites.”
The kids all grabbed the instruments while the one that sang before sat out. The game began, and I started crooning away.
“And I’m a cowboy! On a steel horse I ride! I’m wanted! Dead or alive! Wanted!!!! Dead or aliiiiiiiive!”
The girl that had sung last covered her ears. “Oh God, you’re horrible!”
“Do you see the cursor? I keep it in the green line! And I don’t fail out! Fail out! And lose the game! And lose the gaaaaame! AND LOSE THE GAME!” I sung again to the beat of “Dead or Alive” and showed her that my voice stayed on the little green line the entire time. Heh, no failure for me…no matter how horrible I sounded!
“You don’t even have to sing the right words?? That’s such crap!” The girl whined. The rest of us laughed, or should I say, cackled at her expense. She was a good sport about it, though, shrugged, and laughed along with us.
“Let’s do another one, guys!” one of the boys exclaimed. However, the lead guitarist put his instrument away.
“Sorry guys, but we need to take off. See you at school!” He and the girl that couldn’t sing then walked away.
“Hey, mister, you mind sticking around? We could do a three person band…” the other boy asked.
I smiled and opened my mouth to reply, when a dark shadow fell over us. We all looked and it was Alicia, towering over everyone. She grinned sheepishly, and took up the lead guitar. “Can I play?” She asked.
“I thought you were leaving?” I asked her.
“I was…but now I’m not…” She said, blushing deeply again, her eyes absorbing my every feature.
I blushed myself and grinned. “Do you all mind if she joins us?” I asked the kids. The boys were both drooling over the tall beauty, and shook their heads. “Alright, you’re in! Let’s do a random song guys. Guys? Random song. Guys…choose the random song option…” The boys were so busy staring they weren’t listening, until I finally started snapping my fingers at them. That woke them up, and the bass player finally chose random song. We all selected the difficulty we wanted to play at…and were all more than a little amazed when Alicia chose “Expert,” the absolute hardest difficulty to play for any instrument. “Oh, you’ve played this before?” I asked her.


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