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// Soarin 
// Story: Double Rainbow 
// by MyLittleGeneration 
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	We walked with Soarin for about five minutes before we arrived at Hayburger, which seemed to be a pretty run of the mill fast food joint.  We grabbed a table outside of the building, and Dash rose up.

"I'll order for us. Just fries sound alright?" Dash asked. Soarin and I nodded, prompting Dash to give off a small smile. "Alrighty, then. Be right back!” she exclaimed, before disappearing into the restaurant.

I took a look at Soarin, and saw that he was looking at something on his phone.  I stared at him for a moment, before I decided to try and start a conversation. "So, Soarin, huh?" I asked him.  The second he heard me speak, he put his phone away, looked up at me, and nodded.

"Yeah.” He replied.

“Pretty cool name you got there.” I said back to him, causing him to smile a little.

“Thanks. It was a name my grandfather gave me. He’s been a pilot in the Air Force for the past thirty years, and he’s still going strong.”  He laid back, his smile growing larger. "Yeah... wanna be like him one day..." He turned to face me. "What about you? What do you wanna do?"

I scratched my chin. "Well… I wanna become a music star.” I replied, after a moment of thought.  Soarin nodded.  “I’m already well on the way, too!  You know Sound Cloud?"

"Yeah. I listen to some tunes on there sometimes. What, you're on there?"

I nodded proudly. "Totally. If you've ever heard of Fallout Blitz, that's me."

"Huh. Cool." he said. "You famous on that site?"

"Nearing five hundred thousand followers... so yeah." I answered. "Not meaning to boast."

"Don’t worry ‘bout it, man." he said. "What genre do you play? Do you just make a bunch of techno music, or..."

"No, I- Well, kinda." I said. "I have some techno in there, but I mainly rely on the guitar."

"Guitar?" he questioned. "Well, you’ve got some talent. I can barely play that thing. What else do you play?"

"Nothing else. Just guitar. Do you play any instruments?"

Soarin rotated his wrists. “Well, I can play a mean drum solo." He smiled. "Not too crazy about it, though."

"Drums?" I asked. "How hard?"

"Oh, very." he said. "I’ve played a couple of rock and metal songs, but it's really just a stress-reliever. I get tensed up, I go to the drums, and I rock the hell out."

"Really? I gotta see this." I said.  Soarin quickly pulled out his phone.

"Oh, don’t worry, you'll see it. Just give me a sec." He pressed the Youtube app, and then searched for the profile 'WingDrummah999'. Before it even showed the results, Soarin laughed nervously. "Yeah, yeah, I know, it's a stupid name. I'm probably going to change it later."

He pressed the search button, and almost instantly a bunch of videos showed up in the feed. The first video had exactly 150,000 views, and showed Soarin on a set of drums. The thumbnail showed him in a black tank top, wearing green cargo jeans. "That you playing the drums?" I asked.

He nodded. "Only just a week ago." He clicked on the video, in which I noticed the title. 'Everlong Drum Cover- WingDrummah999'. He rubbed the back of his neck. "God, I really gotta change that name..."

Instantly, Soarin was shown playing with his drum sticks. From the background, looked like he was in a garage. The sound in the background played 'Everlong', and Soarin waited until his moment arrived. As the drums finally came in, he repeatedly hit the cymbals rapidly.

The video played on, and Soarin going wild on the drums. I was quickly left in awe at his abilities, practically hypnotized by how quickly his sticks moved.  The video lasted a couple of minutes, but it felt like it ended within seconds.  Once it was done, I almost started clapping.  I was that impressed with it.

"So, yeah.  That's my solo." he said.

"Nice.  How long have you been playing?"

"About two to three years." He said as he closed the app. "Yeah, it's a little hobby thing I do. Decided to upload a video just for fun." He turned off his phone and put it away. "I mean, it’s nothing too big."

"Nothing too big? Dude, that was awesome! You know how many people manage to pull off that song?” I exclaimed.  “You really haven't thought about going a little further with this? At all?"

Soarin shrugged his shoulders.  "Well, back at the Battle of the Bands I was asked by Flash to join his band, but I declined. I mean, it's cool to drum, I guess, but I'm kinda packed up here. Being a soccer star here and all."

"Oh yeah, I forgot you did that." I said, rubbing my neck. "Actually, speaking of, are you and Dash soccer buddies or something?"

Soarin laughed. "Yep, we sure are.” he said. "If you wanna see a dynamic duo, you can take a look at us on the field! That's what brought us to the regional championship last year, baby!"

"So, I’m guessing that you and Dash are crazy out there?"

"You better believe it, Blitz." He said with a smirk. "When Dash and I are together on that field, you can bet your bottom dollar that we won’t be stopped."  He breathed a content sigh, “Man, I love going crazy out on the field…”

We sat there in silence for a minute, waiting for Dash to come back with our fries.  While we were sitting, I began to think about what Soarin said about himself and Dash. He really did emphasize that they were unstoppable together.  Does Soarin…

"Hey, Soarin?"

"Yeah?" he said, looking at his phone.

"I got a question I wanna ask you."

He stopped and looked up at me. "Alright then. What do you wanna know?"

"Well, uh... You see, I... was… kinda wondering..." I trailed off, making the situation seem a lot more awkward.

"Yeeeeees?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Do you like Dash?" I suddenly blurted out. Soarin's face was frozen in place, and stared at me.

"Do I like Dash?  As in, girlfriend like?" he repeated.  I nodded. He stared at me with a confused expression for a moment, before he finally continued. "No, I don’t.” he slowly answered.  I quietly let out a sigh of relief. “What gave you the idea that I did?” he asked.

I felt my face warm up a little bit.  “Well, you just… you really made it sound like you two were such a great duo on the field, so I just began to wonder…” I said as my voice trailed off.  Soarin shrugged.

“Well, I like Dash as a friend, but she’s far from being the love of my life or anything like that.  Besides…” he paused for a second, and fished his phone out of his pocket, "…I already have a girl." He finished.

I raised my brow. "Really?  Who with?"

He smiled and chuckled softly to himself, before showing me his phone. It was on Instagram, showing a picture of Soarin with a yellow skinned girl in a dark blue tank top. The girl was wrapped in his arms, and had fiery orange hair that reminded me of an inferno. She wore a pair of goggles on her head, and had a physique very similar to Dash’s. I didn’t know for sure, but I had a strong feeling that this girl was just as athletic as Dash was.  I took a look at the description: 'Having a blast with @Spittyfire. Love ya, babe!  '

I looked up at him. "I'm gonna take an educated guess and say that's her?"

"Yup." he said. "Her name’s Spitfire. She's also on the team. She even used to be captain until last year, when she handed down the torch to Dash. She was a great leader."

"So, are you dating her now?"

He nodded. "She caught my eye. Been dating her since the middle of last season." He scrolled through more photos of them together. He showed me some more, like a picture of them on the beach, at the movies, at school, and even one with them in front of a fighter jet. To be honest, they made a really cute couple.

"I can see you two are having fun together." I commented.

"Yup, we sure are." He finished.

Right after he finished saying that, as if on cue, Dash appeared, holding three bags of fries. "Hey, guys." she said. "Got your order."
She gave each of us a bag of fries, and we ate them. As the day passed on, we had a little chat about the game against Detrot.  Both Soarin and Dash were really pumped up about the game, and they made it very clear that they weren’t about to lose it.  After about a minute, Soarin suddenly blurted out, "Oh!" Dash and I jumped back a bit, surprised by the random blurt, then turned to look at him.  He blushed slightly, "Oh, ahem... Sorry about that."

"What was that all about, Soarin?" Dash asked with a little laugh.

"Well, I just remembered something. The dance is coming up. I haven't asked Spitfire out yet."

"Dance?" I questioned. "What dance?"

"Oh, just a special dance being hosted by Vice-principal Luna. It's the first ever 'Midnight Ball'." Dash explained. "It's a ball that happens around, guess what time?"

"Morning?" I asked sarcastically.  Dash’s eyelids lowered slightly.  

“Really, Blitz?” she asked, a somewhat annoyed look across her face.

“I was just kidding, Dash. It’s at midnight.”

"Bingo. A lot of kids are looking forward to it, myself included." She said.

"Yeah. I still gotta find Spit and ask her out." Soarin scratched the back of his head.

"Wait," I said. "When is the ball?"

"Oh, like in three weeks." Dash answered.

"Huh... Should be plenty of time to find a date, then." I replied.

"Well, about that..." she said, scratching the back of her head as she spoke. "If you’re gonna get a date to that dance, you better act fast.  A lot of the girls from school have already gotten a date, so just saying, it's gonna be hard. Heck, even my friends have gotten asked out already."

"Well, how long has it been since the dance was announced?" I asked.

"About a week."

I rubbed my temples. "I see.  Well, I'm gonna try to get someone..." I slowly looked at Dash. ‘And I hope it's you...' I thought.
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We just finished eating our fries, when suddenly, the wind picked up fast, and suddenly started blowing pretty hard. "Getting pretty windy." Soarin said, shivering.

"Yeah. I think it's a good place to end the day." Dash said, also shivering.

Unlike Dash and Soarin, I wasn’t shivering in the slightest.  I was actually quite fond of cold weather, especially on windy days.  Still, I didn’t see any problem with heading home at that point. "Alright. I suppose we can settle out." I got up from my seat and texted Daze to come pick me up. He quickly messaged me back saying that he would be at the school in about ten minutes.  I nodded, and looked up at the others, who were both busy texting someone in between shivers.  "I'm heading out. See ya guys later." I said, giving off a peace sign.

"Later, Blitz." they both said, waving goodbye. I walked back to the school, sat down in front of the building once I got there, and waited for my brother to show up. I didn’t have to wait long, as he drove up in front of me within minutes.  I got in the car with him, and we drove home.