the tunnel that would lead him to his crew.
He could hear Oakley’s crew unleashing drumming fury as they were setting the stage ablaze with their rhythmic onslaught. Scotty was tempted to dance a little as the catchy rhythm seeped into his skin and fused the positive vibe the excitement of the good turnout of spectators had brought with the hype of going up on stage. However as he started to get into the groove, the usher that had been leading him turned round and directed him into the room where his crewmates were. As Scotty looked around Kyle shouted from across the room, “Scott- eyy!” An emphatic shout from Kyle made a few other heads turn in the room.
“Fleeez!” Scotty seemed to have all but forgotten what nerves were. The thought of just being in the same room with his crewmate made everything okay. The two embrace in excitement.
“What took you so long you wanker?” Kyle’s rude comments were nothing new to Scotty so he just brushed them aside. Many would usually try to