Don't Make Me *Mia, Open to everyone else*

[Eveangel Stonefeather]

Eve stepped into the club feeling like a million bucks. She couldn't believe that Mia had talked her into doing a pop song. It was a pretty awesome song, but the song was not her style. "You gotta have some kind of fun!" Fun...right... She pushed through the crowds, it was always busy on karaoke nights.

Mia wasn't there yet. She ordered a glass of white wine. Something to try and relax herself before Mia got there. They were letting minors in this night. This was the first time her and Mia were singing together in public. They had chosen a pretty popular song with all the teenagers. Why they danced to this was beyond her. She looked for pink hair among the dark haired heads.

[Mia Bell]

It took Mia longer than she thought she was going to take. She had to take a shower, then get dressed, then do her hair, and then she had to walk all the way to the club. She didn’t know how she got Eve to sing that one pop song, but she did and she was happy about it. She kind of loved the song they were going to do, mostly because she thought it was kind of a badass song, a love song but still badass and totally them, maybe just Eve…

Mia walked into the one club Eve told her to go to, she didn’t like clubs because of the drunks and alcohol, but she tried not to think about it. This was an all ages night, maybe there wouldn’t be as many drunks, but here’s to hoping. She looked at Eve among the crowd, but it was hard to tell people apart, there were many dark haired women she had thought was her band mate, which of course was never actually her.

[Eveangel Stonefeather]

Eve sighed as she leaned against the bar. Did Mia get picked up by one of the bar rats? No, she was too smart for that and she would pretty much cut off him with her witty tongue. Then the pink hair registered in the corner of her right eye. "Mia!" she said loudly, waving her hand above her head. A pop song. A pop song. She could've said no. They could've come up with a completely different song or even written one together.

Eve made her way to Mia and put her hand on her shoulder. "I think we're up next." It wasn't karaoke night, they were trying to make a name for their band, Scripted Love. The two ladies made their way to the stage. "Alright, we have a new appearance on stage tonight. Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, Scripted Love!" Mia and Eve bounded onto the stage. The beginnings of the pop song. The two women sang in unison and separate parts.

[Mark Lucas]

Mark was out barhopping like he did every night. He was too used to having alcohol in his blood stream to not, and Christian was just such a joy to be around. Needless to say, Mark was out as much as possible until he could locate his own place in town.

He was walking down the sidewalk on this particular evening looking for something new on the signs of the few clubs the town had to offer and his curiousity was peaked when he noticed the words, "Karaoke Night" is massive letters. It was at that point that Mark made up his rasodocs about what to do with the evening. He made his way into the venue just as a couple of girls were heading up onto the stage. He'd caught the end of their introduction but thought nothing of it. After all, he thought this was a Karaoke night, and as such, expected these girls to be drunken fools who he would laugh at.

This was not the case.

The song had started just as he reached the bar and once the girls started to sing, he forgot to order a drink. He listened as did the rest of the club, half wondering if they were lipsyncing, half wondering if he should try his hand at a managing gig. But these decisions would wait until the song was over.

[Mia Bell]

If any drunk guy tried to hit on her, she would just roll her eyes and say she was sixteen. That would turn off most guys, and she was hoping all the guys here would get turned off by that.

Mia jumped when Eve put her hand on her shoulder, she hadn’t seen her wave, nor walk to her. Shows how much she was actually paying attention. She smiled at Eve, “You excited?” She asked Eve, knowing that answer was most likely a ‘no’. She knew Eve was a little annoyed at her because she was making them sing a pop song. But she really didn’t care, she wanted to play something light.


Mia wouldn’t be caught dead drunk, nor would she ever in her life time drink alcohol. She hated the stuff with a passion, and besides that she was too young to drink. To say the least she was a goody two shoes, even if she didn’t look it.

They sang the song, and about three minutes later it had ended. Mia got off the stage, with Eve behind her. She went to the bar and asked for a club soda, then said thank you as the bartender handed her, her drink. She nodded to the older man, she was so not about to flirt with him. He was too old, and she wasn’t going to be flirting with anyone, she wasn’t looking for a one stand, or anything. She was just there to have fun, she leave the flirting to Eve. “see was that so bad?” She asked Eve. Mia’s attention went to the next person going on the stage. She wanted to go back up and sing another song.

[Eveangel Stonefeather]

Eve looked down at her friend. "Maybe," she gushed dramatically grabbing her chest and pretending to die on the bar. Even though Mia was a student, she had bonded well with the teenager. "Next time, it will be my choice." There was an older man watching them. She couldn't guess his age. "Why don't you go sing next?" She pushed Mia a little towards the stage. You could never be careful in the bar. Watching the pink hair disappear in the crowds, she turned towards the man.

"Is there a reason you're watching us?" He was fairly handsome. Light blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. She ordered a coke seeing as she was their drive home. "No, but seriously, she's too young. So stop watching us." Eve took one last look at him and turned away from him, not bothering to walk away, to watch for Mia's turn.

[Mark Lucas]

Mark applauded once the pair of them were done. It was very well done and Mark approved. He ordered a glass of Johnny Walker on the rocks and sipped on it casually as the pair from the stage made their way toward the bar.

Mark was slightly shocked at being accosted like he was. "Isn't it common practice to observe the people on stage singing?" He spoke smoothly to the rather attractive woman in front of him. Though she had turned away Mark used this opportunity to turn on the charm. "Besides, It wasn't her I was watching." He brought his drink up to his lips and downed the rest of the liquid courage and tapped on the woman's shoulder. "You sing quite well. Let me buy you a drink to celebrate such a fantastic performance."

[Mia Bell]

Mia said thank you to the bartender when he handed her, her soda. However, she was only able to take one sip before Eve suggested she go back up. She looked at Eve with a raised eyebrow, and then at the man who was next to her, that had complimented their performance. “Well I can take a hint…” She mumbled, it was obvious that Eve just didn’t want her around anymore. However, Mia saw it a totally different way than Eve.

Mia walked up to the announcer guy and told him she wanted to go on again, but just her. The guy nodded and introduced her, ”Welcome back Mia of Scripted Love” She smiled at the guy and thanked him. Before she went on stage she asked if he had a guitar she could use, he quickly gave it to her, she gave him another smile and thanked him yet again.. She sat on the stool in the middle of the stage, placing the guitar on her leg, she took off her guitar pick necklace to use it for what it was intended for, fully prepared to sing the song now. She smiled at the audience, then started singing, with ears to see and eyes to hear by Sleeping with sirens.

[Eveangel Stonefeather]

"Yes, we do sing quite well, but no. I already have my drink and I have to drive Miss Bell home after this night is over," Eve said, holding up her own non-alcoholic drink. She didn't need to be a bumbling idiot in front of Mia. She cheered her young friend on. The Pepsi burned going down her throat and her heart caught in her chest. She wondered if Mia knew that Eve was only trying to protect her from the club rats in this place. Tonight, the men out numbered the women by a lot and quite a few of them were taken by the young Miss Bell.

She growled deep in her throat, frustrated that this quite wouldn't just let her be. "Look, thanks for the compliments, but I really don't need to celebrate right now. I need to make sure that Mia gets home safely without some creepy guy tailing us." She cast a pointed look at the blonde guy.