First Day Performance {OPEN}

[Lucio & Marco Victore]

((A/N: MarcoLucio
Also. Sorry ahead of time for anyone who doesn't wanna read through the lyrics but since the song isn't ACTUALLY a duet I wanna explain what's going on.))

Marco was staring at the school grounds, joy and surprise written all over his face. Something that was mirrored on the identical boy beside him. Lucio might have been a bit more expressive though, if the huge smile was anything to go by.

They were here. Finally here. Hammel Institution, America, the land of green and dreams.

Granted, Kocher wasn't actually that of a depressing place but the pair weren't going to dwell on that. Eventually the pair stopped their gaping long enough to clap each other's hand, a sea of excitement and nervous energy erupting in their stomachs. Well, the excitement came from Lucio and the nervousness was on Marco's behalf, but they had long ago stopped worrying and dwelling on cross over emotions.

"What will we do first?" This came from the boy with his hair swept to the left, Lucio.
"We go meet our dorm mates?" The slightly more practical of the two, Marco, suggested this.

There was a pause as Lucio debated, a look of feigned concentration on his face before he grinned suddenly. Marco frowned- that look always led them into trouble. "Explore instead. We'll meet them later." Lucio said this with a sort of finality, pushing his huge dufflebag over his shoulder and tightening his grip on his suitcase. He already knew his brother would follow regardless, and while he would listen to Marco... Exploring sounded like more fun. The other twin sighed slightly before gripping his own suitcase tighter. He knew he should complain but... Lucio's excitement was infectious and before he knew what was happening they were already off and wandering their way through campus.

An hour or so later the twins found themselves stumbling into an abandoned looking room. Lucio frowned slightly and tilted his head left and right. He was disappointed at their lack of progress meeting American students. But when Marco looked around he recognized almost instantly what it was- a place to sing. Granted it was fairly dull looking, which wasn't a shock considering the only beauty America had was it's nature and diverse population. A grin pulled at his face and without waiting to explain to his twin, dropped his bags and made a bee line for the stage. Now this was something he could do. Let Lucio meet all the people, let Lucio have to follow him for a change.

It took little prompting before Marco closed his eyes as began to sing into the dark room, faintly aware of the fact his other half had gathered the abandoned possessions and was climbing on stage with him.

"Tell me that you're alright,
Yeah everything is alright.
Oh please tell me that you're alright,
Yeah everything is alright."((this is the chorus)) It only took his brother the first few lines before he pulled out his phone and picked the song so they'd have music to guide them. After all, they had learned a lot of their English simply by learning to sing songs that appealed to them. Marco open his eyes and gave his brother a wide grin before continuing.

"Give me a reason to end this discussion,
To break with tradition.
To fold and divide.

Cause I 'ate the ocean, theme parks and airplanes,
Talking with strangers, waiting in line..
I'm through with these pills that make me sit still.

Are you feeling fine?"

"Yes, I feel just fine." Lucio butted in, smiling widely as they fell into an easy rhythm of treating the song like a conversation. It wasn't actually the first time they'd sung this, so it helped their timing.

"((chorus))

I'm sick of the things I do when I'm nervous
Like cleaning the oven or checking my tires
Or counting the number of tiles in the ceiling.."
"'Ead for the 'ills, the kitchen's on fire! There was a short laugh from both boys at the end that interrupted their timing briefly.

"I used to rely on self-medication,
I guess I still do that from time to time.
But I'm getting better at fighting the future,
Someday you'll be fine.."
"Yes, I'll be just fine."


((chorus))

"Give me a reason" "I don't believe a word" They sung the next parts together, Lucio's slightly lower voice beneath Marco's more experienced one.
"To end this discussion" "Of anything I've 'eard"
"To break with tradition" "They tell me that it's not so 'ard"
"To fold and divide" "It's not so 'ard"
"So let's not get carried" "Away with everything"
"Away with the process" "From 'ere to in-between"
"of elimination" "The long goodbye"
"I don't want to waste your time."

((chorus))

"Alright"
"Tell me that you're alright," "'I, everything's great"
"Yeah everything is alright." "Everything's fine"
"Oh please tell me that you're alright," "'I, everything's great"
"Yeah everything is alright."
"Everything's fine" ((x4))

Marco grinned to his brother as the crappy quality of the instruments faded and they quickly high fived each other, breathing slightly harder than before for obvious reasons. Yeah, America was going to be perfect for them. A noise startled Marco out of the glow of having just performed his first song in America -granted it was to no one but his other half- and Lucio's eyes widened in surprise. Without thinking both boys called out into the darkness.

"'Ello?""'Ello?"

((Once again...
Sorry it was so... Long... And crappy... STUPID LYRICS XD...
Song= "Everything Is Alright" by Motion City Soundtrack))

[Marnie Sullivan]

The last time Marnie had set out to dream up a halfway unique school event for her first student activity council meeting, it had been a wreck. Too many distractions. No inspiration. Trying too hard to force a brilliant idea into creation had left her stumped, and as a result, most of her ideas had been garbage. But there was one in particular that had managed to get stuck in her brain - a talent show. It wasn't a unique idea, of course. Most schools had them, as far as she knew, although there had never been one at Hammel as long as she'd attended. And it wasn't like Marnie was desperate to participate in one herself, seeing as she had no real talents herself, or at least one she could show off. But there was something about the thought of Hammel students, with their fire-bending and shape-shifting and mind control, putting on a show of skills that were mundane by comparison but still fun to celebrate. 

It was this silly little fantasy that brought Marnie to the auditorium that afternoon. Pretending that one of these days she might actually be able to make it happen, she strolled throughout the room, scribbling in her notebook details she imagined would be useful - were there enough seats to open the show to the community? How many performers could fit backstage? What if a student were trained in gymnastics, was the stage large enough for a tumbling routine?

Backstage, she was getting a rough estimate of the dimensions of a dressing room when Marnie thought she heard sounds from outside. Footsteps? Faint enough that she might have imagined them. And then the singing began.

Stepping quietly and carefully, Marnie crept out from backstage and peered around a curtain to find two boys performing a song she didn't recognize. Whoever they were, they sounded pleasant enough, but what stuck out to her the most were the brief moments of laughter they shared. It was infectious - by the time the boys finished, Marnie was so caught up that she began to clap.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to bother you," she told them hastily when they turned to face her. Marnie stepped out from behind the curtain; the visibility in the room wasn't great, but it would have been rude to hide. "I was just here and I heard you and I just, you know. Thought you sounded really good."

[Lucio & Marco Victore]

The boys were still looking around curious at the sound, something they were slowly come to realize was actually a clap, when a feminine voice spoke up suddenly. Eyes blinked rapidly, almost in unison as they turned abruptly on their toes to face her. Why was someone here anyway?

Lucio was the first to respond to the girl's words and he offered her a wide smile as his brother bowed deeply at the waist. Their grins matched that of the Cheshire and they looked no less mischievous. "Thank you, Signorina""Thank you, Signorina" They spoke up, speaking over one another in their haste to make sure there was no hurt feelings.

Lucio took a step to her and offered his hand in greeting, having felt the sharp worry in Marco when he was about to hug her. "My name is Lucio." He said finally, grinning at her. "Me and my twin are new, we come from Kocher." He explained, nodding to where their bags were sitting on the stage.

"Our 'ome is Italy. Venice." Marco finally spoke up before walking to his brother's side. "I am Lu- Marco" He recovered from his near slip up well and offered her a far more cautious smile.

"Who are you?""Who are you?"

((Sucks.... Sorry))

[Marnie Sullivan]

Marnie accepted Lucio's hand and shook it, her grip light. They seemed friendly, for which she was thankful - it was lucky she hadn't interrupted anybody more serious or impatient, which would have been plenty embarrassing.

"I'm Marnie. Marnie Sullivan," she told them, returning their smiles, although distinctly lacking the mischief plastered across their faces that she mistook for simple excitement. The one who shook her hand, Lucio, mentioned a name that she recognized, and she brightened up: "You transferred from Kocher? So did my roommate. I couldn't imagine moving so far away for school." Marnie had lived in Vermont her entire life, and while she liked the idea of travel, crossing an ocean to live in another country sounded intimidating.

Glancing back at the luggage the two boys had left on the stage, Marnie realized they must have only arrived a very short time ago, and recognized an opportunity - she was used to being a new-ish student, the kind found on the sidelines because she didn't know how to jump in. Here, she could play a different role.

"Has anybody shown you guys around yet?" she asked them. "Hammel's kind of big, I remember getting lost a few times when I first moved here. And maybe you could tell me a little about Venice."

[Lucio & Marco Victore]

Lucio gave Marnie an even wider smile when she revealed her name. If anything it served to make the boys -Lucio- want to drag her away to go dancing. After all she was a fairly pretty female, at least in Marco's opinion. With soft looking brown hair that Marco was just itching to braid. He was already picturing coming up with a dress to make her look like some kind of goddess come to earth. Lucio elbowed his other half to bring him back into the conversation before he replied. "But! America she is a good country, no? It is very green 'ere. Many people! Many differences!" He smiled to show his excitement and Marco nodded his head. "And only one language. 'Elps de language, no?"

The two boys exchanged a knowing glance before returning their attention to the pretty girl. Lucio had seen her glance to their luggage, which he had honestly forgotten was even there, and was about to give her a sheepish sort of smile. That was, until she spoke. Unsurprisingly, Marco took a step forward to take the initiative while Lucio held back to study her. "No. No one 'as shown." Marco offered this up with an ease that belonged to his brother. After only a moment, Lucio walked over to pick up part of their luggage. "Yes! You show and we follow and tell you all of 'ome."

((...sorry...
currently brain dead...))

[Marnie Sullivan]

Marnie couldn't help her smile mirroring Lucio's, pleased at how well this was going. So far, so good.

"Oh sure, it's green now, but just wait until August and the leaves start turning," she told them. "It's really something special." In truth, Marnie was somewhat exaggerating; unable to process the fiery reds and oranges she'd heard others insist characterized a northern autumn, the changes didn't affect her quite as much. But that didn't matter right now. She wanted Lucio and Marco to have a good impression of her home.

"I don't think you'll have much trouble with the language here," she added cheerily. "Your English sounds perfectly fine to me." Tone it down, you idiot, Marnie scolded herself. The compliment had been truthful, but she surely sounded like she was laying it on too thick.

She'd been right about one thing, though - the boys could use a guide, and that she could handle.

"Okay, well, first things first. Do you guys know where you're staying yet?" Marnie asked brightly. She followed Lucio toward the luggage in case they needed an extra hand. "Might as well drop your stuff off first, right?"