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An announcer walked onstage and took the mic from the previous band, “Alright, that was The Essence of Adolescence. Judges mark your scores.”Demi was waiting in the wing. She was nervous, had flop sweat, and was hyperventilating. She slapped herself knocking the sweat off her face, “Demi, control yourself, we can do this!” She said angrily at herself, “Okay, thanks. I needed that.” She said to herself again. “Alright, let’s done this, let’s get serious and mellow.” She took a giant breath in, blowing up her stomach and breath out chilled air. “…Cool.”
“Ok, give a big round of applause for the next band, The Mask.” The announcer said. Demi walked onstage to see a crowd of just about 50. The room was dark and smelled like pot. She readjusted the mic cause it to screech.
“Sorry about that.”