Battle Scars Chapter 9 Ruby’s P.O.V. Once D.M.T. (Demi,

Battle Scars
Chapter 9
Ruby’s P.O.V.

Once D.M.T. (Demi, Megan, Terra, or as I prefer, Doomed Monkey Tryants) go away, and we quietly walk to the stage.
“Laska.”
“Yes, Rubes. I know what you’re thinking.”
“How do you hide it so well?”
“I just…. Do. I don’t know how.”
By this time, we’re in the change rooms.
“Okay. Just to let you know, I’m here.”
“How could you possibly know exactly what I’m going through?”
“Laska. I get called about three names per minute, constantly beaten up, and when I do something about it, it gets worse! I never cared about labels, that’s not how it worked in New Zealand. I just do what makes me happy, and that’s music. Unfortunately that’s ultra-hard due to reasons previously listed. It’s also the reason for the reasons previously listed.But I think, would I rather be happy, or be unhappy. I wanted to be happy.”
By this time, we’re in our dresses and shoes, and just sitting there.
“I also have no self esteem.”
We give eachother a hug.
“Okay. I believe you, even though you’re an exact replica of Mila Kunis. Now, we need to get up there, and sing.”
Luckily, Laska bought her guitar.
So we walk out on the stage. There’s a rather big crowd. Seriously huge, too. They’re chanting
“Alaska! Ruby! Alaska! Ruby!” repeatedly.
Laska starts playing.
“Oh, I just wanna take you anywhere that you like. We could go out any day, any night, Baby I’ll take you there, Take you there, Baby I’ll take you there, yeah.”
I start singing.
½ way through Liam’s solo, who should I see entering the crowd, but Chad Ingram.
I’m so over him. Talking with Laska last night, I realised how toxic popular boys can be.
And why she’s still single.