Chapter 3: Show Time

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Korra made it to the rehearsal space.

“There you are,” said Tahno, “Where were you?”

“Sorry I’m late,” said Korra, “I was just chatting it up with this girl.”

“Girl?” asked Bolin.

“Yeah, she’s a violinist and such,” said Korra, “She lost her bow and I gave it to her.”

“Does she go here?” asked Mako.

“That’s right,” said Korra, “Hopefully she has a good day.”

“Well game on guys,” said Tahno, “Cause I got us a show?”

“A show?” asked Korra, “When?”

“Saturday night at Kwong’s Cuisine,” said Tahno, “They invited us to play some music for them.”

“Isn’t that place classy?” asked Bolin.

“Sometimes, but that isn’t the point,” said Mako, “And I’ve gotten Opal to film us for the contest.”

“Sweet,” said Bolin.

“So what are we waiting for?” asked Korra, “Let’s practice up!”

(The Next Day….)

Asami was setting up the orchestra room.

“There,” she said.

Leslie and Newton came into the room.

“What are you still doing here?” asked Newton, “Weren’t you kicked out for that one mistake?”

“It was just one mistake Newton,” said Asami, “But that won’t stop me from helping this orchestra.”

“What’s going on here?” asked Professor Cowan.

He saw Asami.

“Professor, I know I made a serious mistake, but I want to put that in the past,” said Asami, “I want to make this orchestra the most successful one in the world.”

“Well you certainly have some resolve,” said Professor Cowan.

He slammed his head on a table.

“In this orchestra I am God! I expelled you from this orchestra, and you have the gall to show your face after what you did?!” he asked, “Some fucking resolve. Leave.”

“Yes sir,” she said as she left.

“Bye bye,” said Leslie.

“Now, don’t let this whole video thing get ou all giddy,” said Professor Cowan, “Our goal is to bring home the gold!”

“Yes sir!” said the students.

Korra was walking around campus handing out flyers for her concert.

“Come to our concert at Kwongs,” she said as she passed out each flyer.

“At this rate we could get almost the entire campus on board,” said Bolin.

“I know right,” said Mako, “And what’s even better is Opal is taping the show.”

“You know what they say,” said Korra, “A big show gets big views.”

She noticed Asami sitting on the bench.

“Hey Asami,” she said.

Asami turned around and saw Korra.

“How are you?” she asked her.

“I’m doing good,” said Korra as she smiled, “So any luck with the orchestra?”

“Unfortunately no,” said Asami, “This guy is really tough.”

“He sure sounds like it,” said Korra, “Are you free on Saturday night?”

“Yeah why’s that?” asked Asami.

Korra gave her a flyer.

“Our show is at 8pm,” said Korra, “And its being livestreamed.”

“That sounds fun,” said Asami, “My violin teacher says I should open up to more genres.”

“Its for that upcoming contest to play at that festival,” said Korra, “Once this video airs and the views get high, we’ll be rocking it like there’s no tomorrow.”

“As if you kids would be able to play,” said someone.

Korra turned around to see their rival band, the Earth Benders, and their lead singer Kuvira.

“Kuvira,” said Korra.

“Korra,” said Kuvira, “We’re gonna win that contest and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

“Oh yeah?” asked Korra.

“Yeah, cause we’re better!” said Kuvira, “And we’re gonna show you.”

Her guitarist Desna got his guitar while Eska tuned her bass.

The drummer counted down and the band started to perform

The Anthem by Good Charlotte

Kuvira: It’s a new day, but it all feels old

It’s a good life, that’s what I’m told

But everything, it all just feels the same

At my high school, it felt more to me

Like a jail cell, a penitentiary

My time spent there only made me see

That I don’t ever wanna be like you

I don’t wanna do the things you do

I’m never gonna hear the words you say

And I don’t ever wanna

I don’t ever wanna be you

Don’t wanna be just like you

What I’m sayin’ is, this is the anthem

Throw all your hands up

You, don’t wanna be you

Go to college, a university

Get a real job, that’s what they said to me

But I could never live the way they want

I’m gonna get by and just do my time

Out of step, while they all get in line

I’m just a minor threat, so pay no mind

Do you really wanna be like them

Do you really wanna be another trend

Do you wanna be part of their drill

‘Cause I don’t ever wanna

I don’t ever wanna be you

Don’t wanna be just like you

What I’m sayin’ is, this is the anthem

Throw all your hands up

You, don’t wanna be you

Shake it once, that’s fine

Shake it twice, that’s okay

Shake it three times, you’re playing with yourself again

Desna did a wild guitar solo that made the audience go nuts. “He’s better than I am!” thought Korra to herself.

You, don’t wanna be just like you

What I’m sayin’ is, this is the anthem

Throw all your hands up

Y'all got to feel me, sing if you’re with me

You, don’t wanna be just like you (be just like you)

This is the anthem throw all your hands up

Y'all got to feel me, sing if you’re with me

Another loser anthem (whoa)

Another loser anthem (whoa)

Another loser anthem (whoa)

Another loser anthem

The audience cheered.

“Let this be a lesson to you Korra,” said Kuvira, “Step out of the competition unless you want to get your ass kicked by our music. Let’s roll fellas.”

They all left.

“I’ll show that bitch just how good I am,” said Korra, “We’re gonna rock their socks off.”

“Yeah!” said her bandmates.