Outcasts
"Which song's we playing first?" Thomas leaned back with his lyric book and a pen in one hand.
"I figured we should open with our namesake"
"Classic" Roman grinned
"I try my best" Thomas rolled his eyes
"Got someones number yet? don't sulk like that you get one every time" Roman lit up
"What can I say? There is a reason i'm called Prince Bond" Patton frowned
"Roman, no one calls you that. So who's playing before us?" Thomas checked the program
"Several who're competing to join us. Let's see... Popular, Witches, Gothics and a new group called Outcasts" Todrick read over his shoulder
"Weird names. Who're we hearin' first?" They all shrugged and watched the Witches going to the stage so Thomas sighed at the costumes
"Them I guess" He got up to grab a low alcohol punch from the machine.
"Oh come on! they had to take my wallet!" Thomas walked over to the blonde standing by the machine, digging out some change.
"Here use mine, no need to pay me back" Baby blue eyes looked back at him
"That's really sweet of you, thank you"
"Thomas" The blonde smiled
"I know, I listen to your songs." He shook his hand still amused "I'm Jon"
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