Ad: One Band Wanted

by TheKing2001

Rating: teen
Tags: Romance, Equestria Girls, Sunset Shimmer, Main 7 (EqG), Profanity, Violence, Sad, Dazzlings, Alternate Universe, Shadowbolts (EqG)
Length: 1064

With the Musical Showcase coming up at her school and still not being invited to join the Rainbooms, Sunset puts out an ad for a band.

So the Musical Showcase is coming up at my school. Everyone has a band, including my friends. I still haven't been invited and I don't think I deserve to just ask to join so I'm gonna go out and look for my own band. If only I knew the girls who answered my ad were my rivals.

Published 2023-11-28 18:10:00 UTC
Last updated 2023-11-28 18:10:00 UTC

Chapter I

Sunset

I propped my head up lazily as Rainbow continued talking excitedly about the band she and the others were making.

“My band is so going to rock this music showcase!” Rainbow continued as I stirred my apple sauce with my spare hand lazily.

“Our band,” Applejack corrected instantly. Rainbow and her had been going back and forth ever since they all agreed to make a band about who’s band it actually was.

I still hadn’t been asked to join even though I’ve been dropping hints I was interested. My interest in playing guitar, my above average singing voice. I still didn’t think I was good enough to ask to join their band. I mean, I had only reformed a few months ago.

The three months had been me getting pushed aside by my classmates or getting spit at. Lyra giving me disapproving frowns, Watermelody vandalizing my locker, Trixie and Photo Finish throwing paint on me, Bon Bon giving me dirty looks and Octavia pushing me aside every now and again. The only one was surprisingly nice was Derpy and this girl named Wallflower.

Could be worse I suppose. At least I’m not dead or paralyzed by some angry students. At least Rainbow and Applejack were intimidating enough for the other students to not try anything bad around them.

“You okay?” Pinkie asked curiously as she leaned into my personal space.

“Yeah I’m fine,” I answered dejectedly as I bit into my peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

“Are you sure?” Wallflower asked curiously as I jumped. I hadn’t seen her sit down but I gave a faint smile her way. “Startled?”

“A little,” I admitted sheepishly as she smiled slightly. “I’m fine really.”

“Uh huh,” Applejack said and folded her arms. “Well, we should start coming up with songs we should play. Fluttershy?”

“You got it,” Fluttershy said quietly. If they weren’t gonna invite me, I will just find my own band.

I gave a sigh as I listened to them resume talking about the band and I missed the concerned look Wallflower gave me.

I laid on my bed as I kicked my slippers off as I stared at my ad I had put out for a band.

“One drummer, one bass, one guitar player and a back up singer,” I read out aloud to myself as I listened to Wallflower in the kitchen area.

We had became roommates after we both realized rent was expensive on our own. She was pretty quiet and didn’t make much noise unless she was talking to her plants.

“Wallflower! I ordered pizza!” I called out as I listened to her pause.

“Okay,” Wallflower called out softly as I yawned and rolled over in bed.

“Wallflower!”

“Yes?”

“Wanna join a band?” I asked curiously as I listened to her walk up the stairs.

“Uhm no thanks. I’m not really into music like that. I like listening but not performing. Plus I don’t know how to play guitar like you do. I might not even go,” Wallflower admitted as she stood at my closed door and I pictured her rubbing her head sheepishly. “Sorry. Is this what was bothering you at lunch?”

“Yeah. It just hurts a bit knowing they are allegedly my friends but haven’t even asked me to join. They probably still hate me a little,” I sighed sadly as I heard Wallflower press her head against the door.

“I’m not good with people. You know that first hand,” Wallflower said and I winced slightly. Our first meeting mainly involved her yelling at me because she had no friends and I did. We slowly became friends after that. I don’t know how she has none to begin with, she’s a nice girl deep down. “But I think they are all just caught up in their plans and will invite you after it’s all done. If not, you are making your own band obviously. Why do you care if they invite you then?”

She had a good point there and I wasn’t entirely sure of the answer myself.

“I don’t know Wallie. I just don’t know,” I sighed quietly as Wallflower sighed herself.

“Pizza is here I think. I’ll be right back.”

“Okay,” I said as a ding from my laptop made me look over and grin. “Oh wow that was actually pretty fast. I didn’t expect to get a response for at least a few hours to a few days.”

Hello. My friends and I are interested in creating a band with you. Email me back when you can, SC.

I tapped a finger against my chin as sounds of Wallflower opening the door echoed up the stairs. I had purposefully asked them to just leave it in front of the door in case she was the one who answered because she doesn’t do well with people.

Hey there. Thanks for replying. If you’re interested in meeting down at the Sweet Shoppe in the mall, we can talk about thia further and get to know each other better.

I hit send and waited to see if I would get a response. I don’t entirely know what I should be expecting from this SC person. I idly hoped it was a cruel prank from my classmates just to get back at me yet again.

“Can I come in?” Wallflower asked at the door.

“Yeah!”

She pushed the door open and set a pizza box with my initials on it as she gave me a small smile.

“Thanks. Any sabotage done to it?” I asked cautiously as I opened the box and inhaled the smell of cheese and olives.

“No Sunset,” Wallflower gave a frustrated sigh.

“Hey can’t be too sure. Remember last time when Sandalwood delivered a pizza and had put something you’re allergic to on it?”

“He didn’t necessarily know,” Wallflower pointed out as I rolled my eyes.

“Still. Little shit deserved to get fired,” I sneered as another ding from my laptop got our attention. With the pizza half hanging out of my mouth, I pulled it closer again.

Okay. What time?

Four thirty this Saturday works for me.

I idly noticed Wallflower reading over my shoulder as I watched my screen and chewed my pizza.

We will be there. Goodbye.

“That was bit of a lackluster response,” Wallflower said.

I was inclined to agree with her on this.