Boy Bands

One month ago, the hit reality/talent show, Boy Bands, created a hot new musical group composed of five boys known as Alvin, Gajan, Omar, Darryl, and Bobby. They quickly rose to popularity because of their teeny-bop style music. But the tunes they make is not your normal wannabe pop. The lyrics tell all about their lives, sometimes pathetic, sometimes lame. Now, we will follow them as they struggle to become... The Ultimate Boy Band.

Boy Bands Chapter 2- Sappiness Ensues

The boys and the rest of their crew were hanging out in The Mansion, celebrating their last album, which was a hit. People loved the teen-angst stuff.

"You're last album was a hit! People love this teen-angst stuff!" cried Aihne.

"Yeah." said Gajan. "It makes them think, 'Wow, at least my life is better. Their lives suck."

"Well, now we gotta make one of those zero to hero songs that's supposed to touch people's hearts and give 'em faith and crap like that."

"Yes!" cried Omar suddenly. "I got the perfect band name! And it's got a great gloomy ring to it. The Dumb Slum Bums! It rhymes, dammit, it rhymes!"

"Hmmm... that's actually quite good..." Bobby said quietly.

"Yeah, let's try that name!" Darryl quacked. I can't think of any more synonyms for said)

"I have to admit, it's very creative and suitable." said Aihne. "Let's chew on it for a while."

"I like it." said Gajan. "It's got a nice ring to it."

"Okay, so now for the sappy songs!" declared Darryl.

"Well, we have to make it interesting and witty, so we don't become pretty boys." said Alvin. (Oh, they're far from pretty.)

So our favorite pathetic boy band get to work on their songs again.

"Ugh. This is getting hard." sighed Darryl.

"Okay, here's how we'll do it." said Alvin. "Omar will make up some sappy tune in the other room. Then each of us thinks of some cheesy line. Got it?"

"Yeah!!!!" everyone  chorused.

"Okay guys." said Aihne. "When you have soulful, meaningful, lyrics, and a soft tune, you want your movements to be like that too. Now, let's practice the 3B's. How do you dance to a slow song?'

The boys started jiggling and wiggling.

"NAHHHHHHH AHHH AHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" screeched Aihne. 

"What the hell was that?!" cried Omar.

Aihne looked very frustrated. "You guys only know the amateur moves. Here, I'm gonna show you what every single boy band has done. Every single one. I mean it. Now follow me."

"Uh huh." everyone muttered.

"Now, you turn to the side like this. Cup one of your hands at the side. Place one hand on your chest and lift your chin up. Sing. Okay. Now, gaze at the what would be the audience. Let your eyes pierce at their faces. Look deep, concentrated. No, not constipated! Concentrated! Then, slowly, very slowly, bring your arm out and around as if there were, say, a piece of cake in front of you. Darryl, you can't bring your arm around if Gajan is that close to you! Now you see! Gajan, are you okay? Man, I would hate to get whacked in the face like that. Your glasses flew over there. Anyway, continuing. You now have your arm out and around, while looking at the audience. Now, linger like that for a few moments. Close your hand slowly, and bring it back. Shuffle around a bit. There, you got it! Perfecto!"

Gonna Change The World (Gonna Change The World, S Club 7)

When, you've gained way too many pounds,

You're jeans are bulging bad,

Try to think the best of it,

You get to buy more clothes,

Looking down,

You're jeans are so last season,

And your shoes are worn,

But looking up,

Your face is acne-free!

Gonna change the world,

Gonna make it right,

No bare midriff tops,

 Lycra pants too tight,

Didja enjoy that? Good! Now, for the spell check thing, dongs is actually a word.