==========| Chapter 7 |

•.•.•.•.•.• From Day 1 •.•.•.•.•

Today was the day! MBC Music Battle, get ready for the Celestials...

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"It's turned on, red light

The vivid, red light

It gets bigger by itself

That red light!"

We end the song in our final poses as I hear myself heaving.

"That was amazing girls! Just spectacular!" Mira walks on stage, giving us the jazz hands.

We all smile and nod as a thank you since we were out of breath.

"So the battle starts in like 2 hours. We're like in the middle, probably around 8th or 9th. Anyway, Erza, get ready for your single, Lucy, your dance, and Ari, the duet," Mira instructs, pointing at each of us.

A question popped into my head.

"Who am I singing the duet with?" I ask.

Mira shrugs. "We don't know. It's chosen randomly."

I nod and cross my arms tightly. I excused myself and walked down the stage when I accidentally bumped into another person. I rubbed my head, flinching at the pain and bowed slightly.

"Sorry, I didn't see you-"

My words were cut off by the sight of the person I bumped into. Damn it, this was going to get awkward..

=========| Erza |

I took a swig of my water bottle and wiped the beads of sweat off my forehead. The dressing room was in front of me so I turned the cool knob.

"Erza?" I hear a faint sound.

A hand grasps on my wrist. My head whips towards the culprit to see.. The backstabber... Oh, I was going to have fun with this connection. And he's going to regret it.

=========| Lucy |

"Well that was exhausting.." I whine to myself, sitting down on a bench to relax my throbbing ankles.

"I missed you, LuLu," I hear a teasing voice behind my head, his lips slightly touching my earlobe.

My body tenses up with self defence but only widen my eyes at the sight of the owner. He flashed a crooked smile towards me and chuckled.

"Long time no see..."

========| Juvia |

I race into the washroom and take out my daily pills. The other members didn't know about this because I refused to let them worry about me over nothing. Truth is.. I'm dying. Slowly, but I am. My lungs have caught this disease and they're shrivelling smaller and smaller every day. That's the reason why I try to act shy around everyone. So that I could use only a bit of my voice.

It's always been my dream to become a singer. And now, I'm part of a thrilling group and the members and I are best friends. That's all I ever wanted.

Growing up as a child was a hard life for me. My father was a drunk who abused my mother every day, and my brother sexually assaulted me whenever I didn't do his orders. My mother loved me though. She cared. She scrapped up every single amount of money to pay for my pills and medicine. I'm grateful for that and I want to do my best to repay every once back to her. Currently, she's up in the skies. Dead?! Yes, dead. You see, my father bruised my mother so many times that while she was placing all her attention on me, she couldn't have any time for herself. Her injuries were severe though and even if she had surgery, it wouldn't help. After when nearly all her bones were broken, she died three days later. My brother and father escaped and moved to Japan.

That's my story. I guess you can call me the not so perfect girl. That's why I look up to Ariana so much. She's so headstrong, brave, intelligent, kind in every way, and I'm so grateful to have a friend like that.

I took a gulp of water and washed my face. My blue azure hair curled down to my shoulders as half of it was tied up. I had a soldier like hat on with a blue blazer with three badges on it and shorts. Black gloves with holes were rough on my hands but hey, every costume had to have some discomfort. I walked outside and felt a pang of surprise when my bottle of pills clicked and fell to the floor. I hurried and picked as many as I could.

"Here, I'll help," I hear a deep voice politely assure.

I slap his hand away and quickly screw the lid back on top. We both stood up and ended up meeting each others eyes.

Wait.

This boy looked familiar... Could it be? Wow, so this was him, huh? Let's see how badass he can be..

========| Wendy |

Romeo.. Heh, it reminded me of the song by the American country pop singer, Taylor swift. Love story. It was strange that there was a boy called Romeo. At first, I giggled at his name but I'm a kind person and I don't want to hurt him. He didn't seem like the person to be so disruptive and sneaky.

I sigh and untie the regular ponytails that everyone thought was cute. I don't want to be the girl in the group to be called the child or the adorable one. I want to be like Lucy. She's hilarious, caring, protective, pretty, not to mention that all the boys fall for her. The only person who knew me other than my friends was Romeo.

It's weird. I'm only 14 and I get this weird feeling. Butterflies did everyone call it? Yep, butterflies. My face always turned pink whenever I talked to him or when he called me beautiful. Now, I don't know if he called me that just because it was for trickery but he looked at me straight in the eyes. I thought I could trust him. I looked in the mirror. My image was usually the same. I looked like I was an eleven year old girl for Mavis' sake! Flat chest, big oval eyes, and my height, don't even get me started...

"I'm smart, I'm brave, and I'm going to be just like Lucy. I will! That's a promise to myself!" I loudly whisper.

"But why Wendy? You're perfect just the way you are. I thought you knew that.." I hear his soothing voice.

Oh no, the butterflies have returned! I repeat, the butterflies have returned! Soldiers abort, soldiers abort!

I look into the mirror once again to see a figure emerging from the shadows. Wow, he looked really sexy.. >////<

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I know this chapter was really short but what do you expect? Next chapter will be like really long, I promise, pinky inky swear! Anyway BAI!