Author's Note: I do not own the song "Take Me Away", nor do I own the singer of it, Christina Vidal. I do not own any of the wreslters mentioned in this story. I don't even own the name of the band, "Broken Rebellion". It's my friend Kylie's design name. Anyways, here we go...
TAKE ME AWAY
Sixteen year-old Amy Dumas looked around her garage at the rest of her bandmates of 'Broken Rebellion'. Her fiery red hair was down in wacky waves, with wild purple and green clip-in extensions going in all sorts of different directions. Amy was dressed in a plaid skirt with black fishnet stockings and a black t-shirt with the anarchy symbol on the front in white. The sounds of drums going wild were heard and the young girl spun around to see seventeen year-old Matt Hardy pounding at the drums with a huge smile on her face. Her two guitarists, Matt's fifteen year-old brother Jeff and Amy's next-door neighbour fifteen year-old Shane Helms were tuning their guitars to perfection. Matt's dark brown hair was flying all over the place, due to his bobbing his head along to his drumming beat. Amy smiled at the drummer, as he winked at her. She then looked over at Shane, who had green streaks running through his brown hair. Shane was dressed in baggy black jeans and an oversized red t-shirt that read "Thinking isn't your strong point, is it?!" on the front. Shane looked up to see Amy smiling at him. The fifteen year-old smiled back and then walked over to Jeff. The rest of the band members were rebellious, but Jeff was the wackiest out of the whole bunch. His hair was neon green and fuschia at the moment, and he wore loads of body paints. Jeff's white wifebeater was stained with paint and he was wearing a pair of baggy blue jeans.
The door of the garage opened and in walked Broken Rebellion's bass player and Amy's back-up singer, Shannon Moore and Trish Stratus. Shannon had his arm draped around the shoulders of his girlfriend, Trish. The pair were both fourteen, the youngest members of the band, but that didn't take away from their talent. Shannon was wearing a black longsleeved t-shirt with the word "Loser" on the front and a pair of black jeans. Trish, however, did not dress like the other band members. She wore a dark denim skirt with a white tank top. Her long blonde hair was up in a high ponytail. Despite her being different from the rest of the band, she had an amazingly soft voice that was great for background vocals. Shannon walked over to his bass guitar standing in the corner of the room. He quickly slung the strap over his shoulder as Trish headed over to the microphone. The rest of the garage was silent, for Broken Rebellion was ready to begin. Amy walked over to her microphone, which was positioned in between Shane Helms and Jeff Hardy. Matt Hardy stood up from his seat, his two drum sticks in his hands. Matt Hardy was dressed in a purple sleeveless shirt and black pants. He hit his drum sticks together, motioning for everybody to get ready.
"ONE...TWO...ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!" He shouted, sitting back down. Jeff and Shame began playing the chords of the first part of the song, Matt joining in with his drumming seconds later. Amy Dumas took a quick look around and pulled her microphone closer to her.
"Yeah...Yeah..." She started off, her eyes going around to watch her band again. Trish was behind her, swaying to the beat. Shannon was rocking out, making the bass of the song spectacular. Shane and Jeff were off in their own world, giving it their all on their guitars.
"Get up, get out,
We're number one there's no doubt,
I'm all wrong, you're right,
It's all the same with you,
I'm too fit, too fat,
You ask why,
So why,
So why,
So why,
So why..." Amy Dumas sang, her voice filling the garage. The band was in full swing, Trish Stratus getting ready to bring her wonderful voice into the background vocals. Amy bobbed her head to the music, as Matt Hardy kept the beat with his drumming.
"On and on,
And on and on,
On and on,
And on and on,
Don't want to grow up,
I want to get out,
Hey! Take me away,
I want to shout out,
Take me away,
Away,
Away,
Away,
Away..." The red hair of Amy Dumas was flying around, her head swinging back and forth. Her hips began to move to the music as she turned to her left side to find Shane Helms rocking out. Shane stepped closer to Broken Rebellion's lead singer. Amy placed her arm on Shane, looking at him. She continued to sing.
"Round and round here we go again,
Same old start, same old end,
Turn my head," With that said, Amy Dumas turned her head to look at the other guitarist, Jeff Hardy. Jeff's multi-colored hair was bouncing up and down rapidly as the guitarist jumped around to the music.
"And turn back again,
Same old stuff never ends,
Do this, do that,
Can't deal, can't deal with that,
I tune in, tune out,
I've heard it all before,
Hello, goodbye,
Never asking me why,
Goodbye,
Goodbye,
Goodbye..." The sixteen year-old songstress sang, stepping back to be right next to Trish. Her black microphone placed in her hand, she stood next to the blonde as the two sang together.
"On and on,
And on and on,
On and on,
And on and on,
Don't want to grow up,
I want to get out,
Hey! Take me away,
I want to shout out,
Take me away,
Away,
Away,
Away,
Away..." With the last 'away' being held for a long count, that was the cue for green-haired Shane Helms. Shane jumped into the center of it all, playing a fantastic guitar solo. He leaned back a bit, completely absorbed into the little part he was given to be himself. The fifteen year-old boy played his hardest, as if he would never be able to play again. Amy grinned at Shane for his awesome solo and then looked at Matt, who was completely into his drums.
Don't want to grow up,
I want to get out,
Hey! Take me away,
I want to shout out,
Take me away,
Away,
Away,
Away,
Away...
Round and round here we go again,
Same old story, same old end,
Turn my head,
And turn back again,
Same old stuff, never ends." With the last word of the song being sung, everybody's playing came to a halt and the song was over. Amy Dumas looked around at all the other members of Broken Rebellion. Matt Hardy was breathing heavily, and Shane Helms had sweat dripping down his forehead. Jeff Hardy was all smiles, and Shannon Moore was running his hands over his bass.. Trish Stratus was taking deep breaths and herself? Amy Dumas was beaming with pride at her band's awesome song. Just as they were about to start up another song, the door of the garage opened and in the head of Mrs. Dumas popped in.
"Amy! Didn't I tell you to quiet down?"
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TAKE ME AWAY
Sixteen year-old Amy Dumas looked around her garage at the rest of her bandmates of 'Broken Rebellion'. Her fiery red hair was down in wacky waves, with wild purple and green clip-in extensions going in all sorts of different directions. Amy was dressed in a plaid skirt with black fishnet stockings and a black t-shirt with the anarchy symbol on the front in white. The sounds of drums going wild were heard and the young girl spun around to see seventeen year-old Matt Hardy pounding at the drums with a huge smile on her face. Her two guitarists, Matt's fifteen year-old brother Jeff and Amy's next-door neighbour fifteen year-old Shane Helms were tuning their guitars to perfection. Matt's dark brown hair was flying all over the place, due to his bobbing his head along to his drumming beat. Amy smiled at the drummer, as he winked at her. She then looked over at Shane, who had green streaks running through his brown hair. Shane was dressed in baggy black jeans and an oversized red t-shirt that read "Thinking isn't your strong point, is it?!" on the front. Shane looked up to see Amy smiling at him. The fifteen year-old smiled back and then walked over to Jeff. The rest of the band members were rebellious, but Jeff was the wackiest out of the whole bunch. His hair was neon green and fuschia at the moment, and he wore loads of body paints. Jeff's white wifebeater was stained with paint and he was wearing a pair of baggy blue jeans.
The door of the garage opened and in walked Broken Rebellion's bass player and Amy's back-up singer, Shannon Moore and Trish Stratus. Shannon had his arm draped around the shoulders of his girlfriend, Trish. The pair were both fourteen, the youngest members of the band, but that didn't take away from their talent. Shannon was wearing a black longsleeved t-shirt with the word "Loser" on the front and a pair of black jeans. Trish, however, did not dress like the other band members. She wore a dark denim skirt with a white tank top. Her long blonde hair was up in a high ponytail. Despite her being different from the rest of the band, she had an amazingly soft voice that was great for background vocals. Shannon walked over to his bass guitar standing in the corner of the room. He quickly slung the strap over his shoulder as Trish headed over to the microphone. The rest of the garage was silent, for Broken Rebellion was ready to begin. Amy walked over to her microphone, which was positioned in between Shane Helms and Jeff Hardy. Matt Hardy stood up from his seat, his two drum sticks in his hands. Matt Hardy was dressed in a purple sleeveless shirt and black pants. He hit his drum sticks together, motioning for everybody to get ready.
"ONE...TWO...ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!" He shouted, sitting back down. Jeff and Shame began playing the chords of the first part of the song, Matt joining in with his drumming seconds later. Amy Dumas took a quick look around and pulled her microphone closer to her.
"Yeah...Yeah..." She started off, her eyes going around to watch her band again. Trish was behind her, swaying to the beat. Shannon was rocking out, making the bass of the song spectacular. Shane and Jeff were off in their own world, giving it their all on their guitars.
"Get up, get out,
We're number one there's no doubt,
I'm all wrong, you're right,
It's all the same with you,
I'm too fit, too fat,
You ask why,
So why,
So why,
So why,
So why..." Amy Dumas sang, her voice filling the garage. The band was in full swing, Trish Stratus getting ready to bring her wonderful voice into the background vocals. Amy bobbed her head to the music, as Matt Hardy kept the beat with his drumming.
"On and on,
And on and on,
On and on,
And on and on,
Don't want to grow up,
I want to get out,
Hey! Take me away,
I want to shout out,
Take me away,
Away,
Away,
Away,
Away..." The red hair of Amy Dumas was flying around, her head swinging back and forth. Her hips began to move to the music as she turned to her left side to find Shane Helms rocking out. Shane stepped closer to Broken Rebellion's lead singer. Amy placed her arm on Shane, looking at him. She continued to sing.
"Round and round here we go again,
Same old start, same old end,
Turn my head," With that said, Amy Dumas turned her head to look at the other guitarist, Jeff Hardy. Jeff's multi-colored hair was bouncing up and down rapidly as the guitarist jumped around to the music.
"And turn back again,
Same old stuff never ends,
Do this, do that,
Can't deal, can't deal with that,
I tune in, tune out,
I've heard it all before,
Hello, goodbye,
Never asking me why,
Goodbye,
Goodbye,
Goodbye..." The sixteen year-old songstress sang, stepping back to be right next to Trish. Her black microphone placed in her hand, she stood next to the blonde as the two sang together.
"On and on,
And on and on,
On and on,
And on and on,
Don't want to grow up,
I want to get out,
Hey! Take me away,
I want to shout out,
Take me away,
Away,
Away,
Away,
Away..." With the last 'away' being held for a long count, that was the cue for green-haired Shane Helms. Shane jumped into the center of it all, playing a fantastic guitar solo. He leaned back a bit, completely absorbed into the little part he was given to be himself. The fifteen year-old boy played his hardest, as if he would never be able to play again. Amy grinned at Shane for his awesome solo and then looked at Matt, who was completely into his drums.
Don't want to grow up,
I want to get out,
Hey! Take me away,
I want to shout out,
Take me away,
Away,
Away,
Away,
Away...
Round and round here we go again,
Same old story, same old end,
Turn my head,
And turn back again,
Same old stuff, never ends." With the last word of the song being sung, everybody's playing came to a halt and the song was over. Amy Dumas looked around at all the other members of Broken Rebellion. Matt Hardy was breathing heavily, and Shane Helms had sweat dripping down his forehead. Jeff Hardy was all smiles, and Shannon Moore was running his hands over his bass.. Trish Stratus was taking deep breaths and herself? Amy Dumas was beaming with pride at her band's awesome song. Just as they were about to start up another song, the door of the garage opened and in the head of Mrs. Dumas popped in.
"Amy! Didn't I tell you to quiet down?"
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