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.

Chapter 3- Love Me Don't

"You guys are soooooo pathetic." said Gajan.

"Yeah," said Darryl. "Dateless for Valentine's Day. Lame-o!"

Alvin stood up. "Well, it's not like you guys are any better."

Gajan and Darryl looked at alll of them smugly. "For your information, we do."

Omar choked on his candy. Then he and everyone else burst into laughter.

"Oh...hehe..you guys...ha ha....of all..."gasped Aihne as he struggled to speak while laughing.

"What's so funny about us having dates?' demanded Gajan.

"Now, now, don't laugh at them!" scolded Bobby. "Even though they're complete gay losers, they can have imaginary friends!" Everyone burst out laughing again.

"Okay, my girlfriend will be here in a few minutes." said Gajan.

"Yeah, he's probably gonna go out to the arcade and pretend he went on date." whispered Omar to Alvin.

Ding Dong! The doorbell rang. Aihne raced to open it, and in came Gajan's date. Let's just say that she wasn't very, err, put together. In a 300 pounds, bad highlights, hot dog-stained halter and lycra type of way.

"Hey baaaaaaaaaabaaaaaaayyyyyyyy!" she hollered in this Brooklyn/prostitute accent. She came over and enveloped Bobby in hug that was way too tight. The boys sniggered.

Gajan blushed. "Umm, I'm over here...."

The girl turned around and said, "Oh! Sorry, hon. 'Snot my fault! The two of y'all look like brothas." She then flipped her hair and walked over to Gajan. Anyone could swear they saw her mouthing "Call me..." to Bobby.

Gajan grinned. "Guys, this is my gorgeous girlfriend, Miasse Houge."

All the boys burst out laughing. Gajan glared at them, and walked out with Miasse, not noticing she was blowing Bobby kisses.

"Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful." said Bobby haughtily.

"Gross." muttered Omar.

"Okay, there's this goddess outside, which is just strange considering our qualifications." said Alvin, looking out the window.

"Hey, that's my girlfriend!" yelled Darryl. Everyone's jaws dropped as Darryl went to get her.

"Guys, this is Jessica."

"Hi..." they all muttered weakly. Jessica was a sweet-looking girl, but then her eyes became full of fire when she saw the TV. It was a commercial showing a female model. 

"Oh no, you aren't messing with my man!" she screamed, and she pushed the TV over. The boys looked at her in shock.

"Yo..." began Bobby, but he stopped when Omar and Alvin shot him warning looks.

But Jessica wasn't finished. She ran over and kicked Darryl in the crotch. "I better not see you with her again, or I'll hunt you down and kill you!" she shrieked, spit flying into Darryl's face. 

"But, but, I-" gasped Darryl. He stopped when Jessica put her fist to his face. Suddenly, she became warm again, and grabbed Darryl's hand. "Come on, we're gonna be late. Thanks soooo much for taking me." she giggled. And with that, they left, leaving the rest of the band staring in horror.

"Let's go celebrate that we're dateless!" Omar said brightly all of a sudden. Everyone could not agree more.

The door slammed, which startled the dateless boys. "Hey, Gajan your back!" said Omar enthusiastically.

"How was the date?" asked Alvin good-naturedly. 

Gajan glared, then he bared his teeth at Bobby. "You. She wants you. Disgusting." He then used a couple of well chosen adjectives....expletives really.

Bobby grinned smugly. "What can I say? I'm a ladies man!"

"Umm, being liked by a girl, wait no, creature, is nothing to be proud about. In fact, you should be embarrassed." said Alvin.

"Hey guys," said Omar. "Darryl's home, and he is so not looking good."

Everyone rushed to the door. Darryl came in, bruised all over, clothes torn. "It's over..." he moaned. "So painful...clubs...bats...fists...black-belt psycho sorority sisters..." he continued in a dazed state. 

"Umm, I guess it didn't go that well." said Bobby.

Darryl burst into tears. "I need to forget all of this." he said, and he ran over to the fridge. "I need some beer." There was none.

Aihne came in. "Yeah, usually that would make a great teenage-angsty break-up drunk prep-schooler scene, but you're underage."

Darryl ran over to the cabinets. "I need some aspirin." There was only chewables and vitamins.

Aihne walked over. "Yeah, that would make another great throbbing headache due to broken heart scene, but aspirin for kids is just not a good idea.

Darryl looked at him in teary exasperation and desperation, mingled with sadness. "Isn't there anything to get high off of here?!!!!!!!"

"I got an idea!" said Gajan.

The boys were lying around the floor like bums, their mouths full of sticky, hot stuff.

"Hey, Gajan." said Darryl. "Eating glue was a GREAT idea."

I'm Too Sexy- Bobby Edit

I'm too sexy for you,

Too sexy for you,

I'm way too hot.

I'm too sexy for my cat,

Too sexy for my cat,

Poor pusssycat.

(The rest of the boys purr, and act like cats.)

I'm too sexy for New York,

Paris and Milan,

I'm way too HOT.

Tearing Off My Arm- (Tearing Out My Heart, N*SYNC)

You're tearing off my arm when I'm with you,

And when I cry in pain,

You punch me too,

And no matter what I do,

I feel the pain,

With or without you,

You're tearing off my arm when I'm with you,

And when we are apart,

I feel it too,

And no matter what I do,

I get abuse,

I'm too young too die.

Another chapter done. As always, comments in guestbook.