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12:00 PM

Antonia Ruther woke up to the sound of her brothers being totally retards. She sat up and stared, her hair in a complete mess on her head. She got up and started walking to where her brothers were; her face was and looked really pissed. She walked into the room and glared, yes glared, making holes into her brothers from her powerful stare. “Will you guys please just shut up!” finally silence cam all of the sudden, her brothers looked back at her, there stared in fear and then locked eyes with her hair. In two seconds, they busted into laughter. She shook her head and ran to them. “I’m going to get you guys!” “Ahh run,” they all yelled, screamed, and fell. To a person who had just walked into the room, there was be a big ball of people on the floor wrestling, they looked ridiculous.
After a few minutes of wrestling Tony smiled and punch her brothers playfully and smiled, “Just keep it down, down so I can hear myself. I’m going to get dress, the tickets might be in the mail today.” She smiled happily as she walked back into her room. Her band had just won and became the best rock band in South America. This was the best thing she would have ever dreamt of, and now they were going to go to America, North America to battle the best in the world, to see which band is the best in the world, now this made her nervous.
She went into the bathroom, yawning as she looked into the mirror, she whimpered. Her hair was gong to make her spend over an hour on it. Sighing she went into the shower, her she shampooed and conditioner over and over, more then 5 times. Finally, her hair went down. Making sure she was fully cleaned she stepped out and dried off. Brushing her hair, she braided it into her normal braided pigtails. She wondered into her closet, “What to wear?” she pulled on a t-shirt, shorts, and boots. Slipping it all on, she looked at herself. “Nice, simple and me.” she laughed as she looked the outfit over once more.
After she finally stopped looking in the mirror, she grabbed her drumsticks and headed to the kitchen, grabbing a pre-made sandwich by her mom she headed on outside. Laughing she ran off into the forest. She loved where she lived. In a forest near a lake, the best thing ever. Running through the forest, she soon found the path that would take her into town and to where her and her band members meet. When she reached the road, she started eating her sandwich, wondering slowly on the side of the road.
Soon the town came into site and Tony could not help but smiling, here this place is where it all happened. As she entered the town, several people stop and said hello to her. She smiled and waved to everyone, soon entering the building that held the best memories possible. She took the mail out from the box and walked on inside. She seemed to be the first on there. She plopped the mail down on a table in front of the couch. She then walked over to the recording studio they had. She just felt like jamming on the drums and that was the perfect place to be, setting it so nothing could be heard outside of the walls, she walked inside and then shut the door. Adjusting certain buttons on the recorder, she made sure it would hit the loudest level of volume. Sitting behind the drums, she sighed. Closing her eyes she soon reached that place were all she thought about was playing. Then she was off, playing a few of their own songs, while waiting for everyone to come in.

[her home: X]

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Linnea Delacroix was up all night, she could not help it, and the tickets would soon be here, either today or tomorrow. [the tickets arrived today] She just could not wait, so she had staid up all night on the computer, watching their performances repeatedly.
Soon her eyes started to close; however, they opened wide when her alarm clock buzzed off. She yawned she shook her head. Finally standing up after 10 hours sitting in front of the computer, she walked over to the window and drew back the windows. Looking out at the city, she smiled softly and wondered into her bathroom. Taking a slow shower, she could not help but to sing softly.
Wrapping a towel around her body she walked out of the bathroom and into her closet. Picking out some dress, jacket, and shoes , she soon put everything on and headed back into her bathroom. Looking at her hair and face, she sighed softly. Fixing her hair, she added a dry conditioner to it that would make her blue streaks brighter colored. Putting her makeup on she soon finished straightening her hair down and spraying just a bit. Walking out of her bathroom, she grabbed her bag and then walked out of her door, closing it behind her, she walked down the spiral staircase and then into the kitchen.
Linnea fixed herself a quick breakfast consisting of cereal and milk. She packed two apples and a soda into her bag. She left a note to her parents about her heading to the studio. Then with that she was off. Walking into the hall of the apartment building, she headed to the elevator. Waiting for it to open a boy that lived on the floor with her tapped her on the shoulder. “Hey, I know your going to win this right, I mean we are couldn’t on you sweetie.” Linnea smiled and nodded, “Yeah Derik we’ll win this, well I hope we will. I mean the guys we will be up against are really good as well, the judging is going to be brutal possibly.” "Yeah I know love, but just do you best, I’ll be rooting for you in the audience.” Linnea looked up at Derik when the elevator opened up, they walked into it together. “First floor right,” Linnea nodded and smiled. “You’ll be there, I mean in Texas.” “Yeah girly, you think I wont be there, I mean come on I’ve known you for a while now, I would have to say I’m one of you major admirers.” Linnea couldn’t help but to blush and Derik seemed to have seen it, since he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and walked out of the elevator with her as it opened. “Hey I’ll drive you to the studio, I wouldn’t want you to get trampled by the media.” “Media?” Linnea looked up at the at the outside world, there were camera crews outside, “Why are they here? Is someone famous here?” “Yeah silly, you.” He smiled and walked outside with Linnea, his arm still around her shoulder as they walked out to his car.
He opened the door for her as the camera crew finally caught up with them. Their questions were slurred into a big mess as Linnea closed her eyes and ears, luckily the door closed and then noises calmed down. Derik started the car and was off. “Thanks Derik.” “Ah don’t mention it, the new guys here seem to be all buggy, well it’s understandable. Your other band mates must be getting the same thing.” “Oh I hope their okay.” That was the last thing spoken between them. Linnea’s head was up against the window as they travel the streets. She watched as they buildings went by, her eyes started to get very heavy, soon closing. She soon had 15 minutes of sleep before being woken up by someone nudging her shoulder.
“Wake up sleepy face.” Linnea groaned and looked up, she was really tired. Lifting her head, her eyes half shut. “Aww, alright here sweetie.” Derik picked Linnea up bridal style, also leaning down and grabbing her bag before closing the door. He walked up to the studio, some of news people seemed to be there already, this meant that some of her band members where here as well. He opened the door, with the help of the news people. Boy did they love this, Linnea in the arms of an unknown, oh this was good for them.
Not caring about their questions or comments, Derik walked into where he heard talking. “Hey guys, um Linnea seemed to not get any sleep last night at all, and she passed out in the car, so where should I put her?” Linnea’s band members knew Derik from the times she would have them over to her apartment. He live right across form her in a one bedroom, he was a college student after all. After a few second he found a couch to lay her down on, smiling he waved, “See you guys latter, I’ll be watching you form the front row at the concert, good luck guys!” he waved and then smiled, “I’ll be texting you soon love.” He smiled and winked at Linnea before heading out.
Linnea was half asleep, her wave was a pathetic little: hand up, to the side, and then down. Groaning she reached down into her bag and took out the soda. Opening it up she took a sip and then sat up. She was awake a little bit more then before. “So what’s up, anything new in the mail, who’s doing what, and what’s with news people and how they feed off of Derik?” she was totally innocent to the fact that Derik was waiting for her to hit 18 and then he would try and make a move on her. Lucky for him she would turn 18 while she was during this contest thing, so when they would come home, he had this elaborate scheme set up for her and him. And Linnea just thought they were close friend and nothing more.

[her home the wavie windows is where she lives her room, bedroom 2]
[Derik X]