You Could Be My Drug °|Crenny Fanfiction|°

Chapter 3: Practice

Craig POV

" I can't believe you left us waiting for almost 2 hours!" Clyde whined as I sit on Token's comfortable kingsize bed. Token was standing in front of me and Clyde was walking in circles hysterically. "Look, I'm really sorry for making you guys wait for me, I just overslept because I stayed up all night" I apologize completely annoyed by Clyde's complaints while holding the loosen-up skin from between my eyes with my thumb and middle finger. "What do you mean? You weren't even at the party till the end!" Clyde stopped walking and looked at me disappointed. "Aw come on Clyde don't be such a drama queen, let this poor man be" Token chuckled as he crossed his arms looking at us two. "Can we just start with our practice?" I sigh in complete annoyance. "Sure" Token replied quickly and led us to one of the rooms in his basement which we turned into a studio and a hangout place a year ago.

Even though I come here every Saturday, Token always has to lead us to the room because his basement looks like a labyrinth. And I don't have orientation skills whatsoever. We walked through the white corridors that had old paintings on them. Everything looked so elegant. The walls and the floor were separated with a thin golden painted stripe.

Token stood in front of a white door that was a few seconds later swung open by Clyde. We went into the room, where the instruments already waited for us. The silver detailed dark purple drums were placed almost in the middle of the room with a chair behind it. There was also a couch next to three clean red and black electric guitars.

Clyde threw himself on top of the couch and Token went to our small black table that was in the left corner of the room and had all the notes of our songs on it. "Soo what are we going to do today?" I ask while I lean onto the wall near the table. "We are going to practice Beachboy because you big boy can't play it clean" Clyde stated as he stretched his arms out. I just nodded unsatisfied and walk up to my guitar. Token sat on the chair behind the drums and Clyde followed my lead to the guitars. We all got the paper with our notes and Clyde started to lead us to the practice. The song beachboy has apparently a lot of E, A, and B chords which I can't do fast because of their different positions on the guitar and I don't really know the basics so I just learn the "steps" of my fingers. It takes always a shit tone of time to learn it.

The practice went fast, after beachboy we played a couple of other songs and at the end we ended up on the couch as also on the floor, talking about plans for our band.

Token sat on the right side of the couch and Clyde on the left side. Because I like to look at the person I'm talking to, without having to turn myself the whole time, I sat on the floor with my legs crossed. We all had a can of Dr.Pepper for ourselves. " Craig, did you write any new lyrics?" Token asked while leaning his head on his hand. "Yeah dude, it would be nice to have something new again," Clyde said enthusiastically almost spilling his drink. " I did start to write a new lyric but I don't really like it and lately I have an art block," I say with my raspy voice. Token looked at me worried, I hate that look, it's a look where you are looking down on me because of a weakness. I find that absolutely disgusting.
"Hey, it's alright, we had a rough time lately, so don't worry," Token said trying to comfort me, guess what, it didn't work, it made me just more annoyed. "Why are you two such softies all of a sudden? Show the lyrics man, maybe we can help" accused my light brown-haired friend. " Yeah, cause you two know how to write song texts" I roll my eyes and take my phone out of my jacket at the same time. I write my password and opened the document that I was looking for.

Before practice, I always tipped the newly written lyrics into my phone so that I wouldn't have to take the papers every time for practice. That would be so annoying.
I show the other two boys in this room the lyrics and waited till they finish reading it.