Chapter 4: Live House

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Bolin was clacking his drumstick together.

“This is it guys,” he said, “Our big show.”

“If we get accepted then its gonna be our big show Bolin,” said Korra.

“True,” said Bolin, “But every show we do is a big show.”

Korra was tuning her guitar.

“So what are we gonna start off with?” asked Mako.

“I think we should start off with ‘Buy you A Drink’,” said Korra.

“Isn’t that the T-Pain song?” asked Tahno.

“No,” said Korra.

“I got a song we could do,” said Bolin.

“Does it have something to do with Opal?” asked Mako.

“NO!” shouted Bolin, “…….Yes.”

Asami was making her way through the crowd.

“Pardon me, excuse me,” she said.

Opal noticed her.

“Time to do my personal greeting,” she said with a smirk on her face.

She snuck behind Asami and grabbed her boobs.

“Guess who,” she said.

“Either its Opal or an old geezer,” said Asami, “But based on the way you’re touching me its probably Opal.”

“You guessed right,” said Opal, “What are you doing here?”

“Korra invited me to the show,” said Asami, “I figured I’d check them out.”

“Well you’re in for a real treat,” said Opal, “My boyfriend plays the drums and he makes them sound great.”

“I’m sure I am,” said Asami.

Opal noticed the way Asami was dressed

“Asami what’s with all the preppy look,” said Opal, “You’re at a rock concert, not a symphony.”

“Well this is my concert attire,” said Asami.

“Attire smattire,” said Opal, “If you’re gonna go to a rock concert you should at least look the part.”

She took off Asami’s dress jacket then undid a few buttons on her blouse revealing the perfect amount of cleavage.

She then undid her tie.

“Better,” said Opal.

“Um thanks,” said Asami blushing.

Korra got her guitar from the stand.

“Alright they’re ready for you,” said someone.

“Group huddle,” said Tahno.

They all got together.

“As we all know, this is our big moment to get famous,” said Korra, “We take little steps at a time to get to the top, and this is our first.”

“Right,” said Mako.

“Let’s give it our all on this and rock the house,” said Tahno, “1, 2, 3!”

“TONE BENDERS!” they all said in unison.

They all walked on to the stage.

“Hey how are you all doing?” asked Tahno.

The crowd started to cheer.

“Well we’re pretty good too,” said Tahno.

Bolin did a drum roll on the snare.

“As you all know, this is not only a concert, but its also for the upcoming Blue Moon Fest,” said Tahno, “So you’re all gonna be on video!”

The audience cheered more.

“Are you ready to rock?” asked Tahno, “I said are you ready to rock!?”

Bolin counted down.

Look Alive Stay Alive by Highly Suspect

Tahno: Sit down, shut up and let me buy you a drink

I’m done caring about what other people think

They don’t know shit and neither do I

Just have another one and try to look alive

It’s only natural

You’re feeling the way that you do

One foot in front of the other

Just trying to keep your cool

‘Cause there’s monsters in the shadows

And they’ve got the urge to kill

So you’d better pay attention

‘Cause if you don’t, best believe that they will

Sit down, shut up and let me buy you a drink

I’m done caring about what other people think

They don’t know shit and neither do I

Shut your mouth kid and try to stay alive

Asami was amazed at how good Korra was with her instrument. “I’ve never heard this before,” said Asami. “Pretty great huh?” asked Opal. She was amazed by everything. Tahno’s vocals, Mako’s bass grove, Bolin’s drum beats, but mostly Korra’s guitar playing.

You put your hands together

Staring straight into the sky

‘Cause you’re still not cool with yourself

And you’re still afraid to die

Well, congratulations, mister

You got that look in your eye

You think you’re better than everyone

Well, you’re fucking not

Sit down, shut up and let me buy you a drink

I’m done caring about what other people think

They don’t know shit and neither do I

Just have another one and try to stay alive

Korra stepped on a pedal and played a wild guitar solo. While doing so she was running around the stage. She was having one hell of a time with her friends.

Sit down, shut up and let me buy you a drink

I’m done hearing what the rest of them think

They don’t know shit and neither do I

Just have another one and try to stay

The audience cheered.

“Thank you!” said Korra, “But the party’s far from over here.”

She started passing out CDs of their covers.

“Your support is much appreciated once you listen to this,” said Korra, “The more we give out, the more popular we become!”

“Now that that’s settled, time to bring this party up a notch!”

Crossroads by Leslie West

Tahno: I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.

Down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.

Asked the Lord above for mercy, “Save me if you please.”

I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.

Down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.

Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by.

Well I’m going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.

Going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.

You can still barrelhouse, baby, on the riverside.

Going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.

Going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.

You can still barrelhouse, baby, on the riverside.

Korra did another wild guitar solo driving the crowd insane. Opal was getting every moment she could. Asami was super amazed at the music that she heard.

You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy, Willie Brown.*

Run, you can run, tell my friend-boy, Willie Brown.*

And I’m staying at the crossroads, believe I’m sinking down.

I went down to the crossroad, fell down on my knees

I went down to the crossroad, fell down on my knees

Asked the Lord above “Have mercy, save poor Bob, if you please.”

Mmmmm, standin’ at the crossroad, I tried to flag a ride

Standin’ at the crossroad, I tried to flag a ride

Didn’t nobody seem to know me, everybody pass me by

Mmm, the sun goin’ down, boy, dark gon’ catch me here

oooo, ooee, eee boy, dark gon’ catch me here

I haven’t got no lovin’ sweet woman that love and feel my care

You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy, Willie Brown.

You can run, tell my friend-boy, Willie Brown.

Lord, that I’m standin’ at the crossroad, babe, I believe I’m sinking down.

They finished and the crowd cheered super loud.

Opal suddenly got an idea.

“This video could use one last thing,” said Opal.

She pulled Asami’s shirt open a little then wrote something on Asami’s bra and yanked it off.

She then threw it up at Korra and she caught it.

Asami blushed madly and covered her chest.

“Opal!” she said fixing her shirt back up, “What if somebody saw that?!”

Opal grinned.

“C’mon,” said Opal, “You don’t think I saw you making googly eyes at Korra?”

Asami sighed.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said.

Korra looked at the bra.

It had a number and said ‘Call me. Asami Sato.’

Bolin looked.

“Whoa!” he said, “You got lucky tonight girl.”

Korra started to blush and headed back.

Kuvira walked out of the pub.

“I’ll show those fuckers who’s the cool one,” she said.