<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/tumblr_m6p33fthYj1qc49y8o4_400-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alice Pleasance Liddell<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>DJ Cheshire, Violet, and anything else her class mates call her<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Student, Junior<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Smaller theater room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Her purple hair pulled up in a ponytail, and her DJing head phones around her neck.  (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=56734299)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>OPEN,<br/>Music she is working on (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VjDuORtnJRY#ws)<br/><br/>Alice walked into the smaller theater off from large Auditorium. Her foots steps light as she walked across the room. It seemed the invisible girl knew very well how to be just that. She put her bag at the side of the equipment and went straight for one of the electric mixers. Turning it on her hands lightly danced along the keys. She loved the sound of the music she could make, and love that she had free reign to play. Leaning down she pulled a memory stick out and plugged in. It would allow her to add her own tones and make sure her sound was right as she worked on some vocals. Popping open a laptop she hooked it up to so it would record what she came up with for later use. Putting on her headphones on she flipped the mic forward plugging it in as well and swayed her hips getting ready to play.<br/><br/>Alice then took a moment closed her eyes and imagined the crowd in front of her. Cheering, dancing and knowing she was there. She smiled softly and made sure everything was on, as her fingers started to work. And her soon her voice started to join the music, sure she had tons of styles she could do. But in the end Alice always did what came to her, letting her emotions guide the music. It made it more real, more truthful, and in the end more her. Sound filled the room around her, she turned it up and her finger worked quickly as he adjusted sounds and tones, her finally trained ear caught any little mistake. Her voice was clear, crisp, beautiful as she sang. Her eyes closed as she imagined playing for someone. She wondered if Ed would actually stop by or if he'd let the pressure of being with a so called freak get to him. She smirked wondering how brave he could really be.<br/><br/>Thought I never fall in love again<br/>But you're a perfect gentleman<br/>And you play my kind of music man<br/>So don’t let the music end<br/><br/>Don’t let,<br/>don’t let,<br/>don’t let,<br/>don’t let,<br/>don’t let,<br/>don’t let,<br/>don´t let the music end…<br/><br/>Fell in love with the DJ<br/>Fell in love tonight<br/>Hope this music don't replay<br/>Cause it sounds so right<br/><br/>I can´t think of better ways to say<br/>When I feel when it’s my song you play<br/>And If you turn the music off, I’m sad<br/>So don’t let the music end<br/><br/>Don’t let,<br/>don’t let,<br/>don’t let,<br/>don’t let,<br/>don’t let,<br/>don´t let,<br/>Don’t let the music end!<br/><br/>Fell in love with the DJ<br/>Fell in love tonight<br/>Hope this music don't replay<br/>Cause it sounds so right<br/><br/>Don’t let the music end<br/>Don’t let the music end<br/>Don’t let the music end<br/>(x4)<br/><br/>Don´t let the music end!<br/><br/>Fell in love with the DJ<br/>Fell in love tonight<br/>Hope this music don´t replay<br/>Cause it sounds so right<br/><br/><br/><br/>