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Warped Tour Should Be the Definition of Fun

Prologue

“What the fuck? I ain’t sharing a bus with a group bitches!” I half-yelled at Lianne, my band’s manager.

“Come on, Namora. It’s just for a few months.”

“Few months? FEW MONTHS?! I’d rather die than sharing a bus with those hoes!!”

“It’s alright, Namora. Just for a few months.” A very familiar yet annoying voice assed in behind me. I turned around and saw Dani Gore standing with her hands on her hips and her 2 other slutty friends next to her. “Or are you too chicken to face us?”

I breathed in deeply as I glared at her. She stared back coolly with a slight smirk. I took steps and stood like around 30 centimeters in front of her. God, her cheap perfume made me want to puke.

“You just declare yourself a war against me, Dani Whore.”
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Oh god, I seriously don't know where this story is going ;P

I'm not sure if I should go on with Disco Gumballs as the band name :/ Any ideas?

I'm really sorry if any of you feel... offended with this story, but I kind of like their music, but what makes me hate them is their style and their lyrics. It's too... slutty.

Comment, please?