You stared Idly as the trees blurred together through the window. The backseat you currently resided in was stuffed with speaks and various instruments tucked in their protective cases. You passed a hand through your hair to detangle it a bit before leaning up towards the front seat, where you best friends and now band mates sat. Luna was passed out in the Passenger seat, while Kellin, her older brother by a year or so, had a cigarette placed between his teeth as he drove everyone to your new home.
You pulled out a Walkman and pressed play. The MP3 player had came to North America about a year ago, but you still couldn't bring yourself to ditch the Walkman. You noticed that the weather here in Nockfell has rainy, and quite gloomy, but you preferred that. It made the atmosphere quite scary, so you enjoyed it for what it was worth. Soon enough, the cassette of Jimi Hendrix that you had put in a couple hours ago lulled you to sleep.
You woke up to your headphones getting ripped from your head, causing you to blink and squint your eyes at Kellin, as he was the one who did it. He silently pointed at Luna and you both had the same thought cross your minds. She was still asleep, not awake by the stop in front of our new apartment complex. You leaning behind her, as your seat was directly behind hers.
"LUNA!" You screamed in her ear, causing her to jump up quickly, and smack her head into the visor that hangs above. She wheezed and placed a hand on her chest, before turning to you and laughed.
"Jesus Christ (Nickname)! You scared the Shit out of me." She laughed and you tried to hug her from behind, though a bit awkward from the seat being between you too.
"We're here, Finally." You grinned and looked at Kellin, as he had walked away to talk to some guys at the moving truck. They had the company Logo on their shirts, so you assumed the older gentleman were there to help you move.
You opened the door and got out, stretching and cracking your back in the process. Luna soon joined you, stepping out and towering over you. Luna had always been tall, at least for your standards. She was 5'9, with a skinny frame. Her hair was extremely layered, and her style was the same as yours. You were short, quite short actually, about 5'2 or so with an extreme attitude to people who looked at your friends funny. As a child, your parents couldn't care for you properly, so you were put in the foster care system until Kellin and Luna's Parents fostered you in and Legally adopted you. Although you wished you could have your real parents to see you now, you got some friends and siblings for life, and a Cool ass Last name to boot.
You looked over at Luna and then at the Apartments.
"I can't Believe we can have band practice here. I wonder if we're gonna cause problems for our neighbors."
Luna Smiled at you, and shook her head.
"Nah, Apparently they renovated a second apartment in the basement so we can play. Kellin Said the Maintenance Lady and Her son live next door, but he's a big Metalhead from what I heard, so I'm sure it'll be fine." She said and she took your hand and walked to the trunk to get some of the equipment out.You helped her out, and started to unload the smaller stuff until Kellin walked over with a dolly. You loaded the heavier stuff onto it before walking to the other back seat door and opening it to get your guitar case. You knew a lot more of your instruments and equipment was in the moving truck, but you all knew that the ones that were special to each one of you should be in the car.
After a couple hours of going up and down the elevator to your apartment, it was done.
Kellin and Luna were Immediately disgusted with the wall paper, so it was completely covered in all of your posters collected over the years put together. Hardly any of the walls were shown now, covering in bands posters, horror movie posters, and a huge bookshelf filled with movies, books and the like. You're glad you decided to keep all of your posters before the move.
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Carpe Diem (Sal Fisher x Fem! Reader)
FanfictionSally Face AU - no cults, no murder, just paranormal stuff. :) This story will be very teenage based, with depictions of underaged substance abuse, Smut, and SA. Sal is low key E-boy? ) Ever since you could remember, you wanted to have a band. Final...