Adventures In Music And Babysitting (An Escape The Fate FanFic)

Lets Meet Erik And Francisco!

As we pulled up to the house, Skar and I saw two very familiar vehicles in our driveway. I looked over at her and we both got really excited really fast. The guys noticed. Craig was the first one to talk. "Uhhh....... What's happening?"

Skar and I replied at the same time. "Erik and Francisco are here!" Wow it was freaky how she did that, she always reads my mind. Anyways! We smiled at each other.

"Wait, they're the other two in your band right?" Jacky asked. It was the first time he had spoke since the little incident.

"Yeah! God we haven't seen them in nearly a week!" Skar replied quickly. She really does love the band more than herself. I understand the feeling personally. As the van shuttered to a stop, Skar and I were the first ones out. Skar ran to the door, damn she has antelope legs, and threw open the door.

"BITCHES GET OFF MY TACOS!" I heard her scream, and saw our two other best friends run up and bury her in hugs. I had told them what happened. As me and the rest of the crew came up, I found myself being taken into bear hugs also. God I missed these guys.

"GUYS! Jesus of suburbia I missed you!" I yelled at them once they let go. We went through quick introductions and went back in the house.

"Who wants my not-so-world-famous-but-awesome-as-fuck tacos?" Skar asked when everyone was settled. Erik, Francisco, Derek, Jacky, Ronnie, Max, Monte, and Craig all raised their hands. "Okay looks like we'll be needing more meat tomorrow." I laughed at her strangeness. While she went to cook the tacos, we all got to talking.

"So guys, you seem interesting enough, tell us about yourselves, and how you met these badass chikas." Ronnie said to Erik and Francisco.

"Well, I met the girls back when they lived in Baker, I thought they were pretty cool, and as we became closer friends we found out that we all played instruments. We decided to form a band. At first we had a different guitarist, but when we told him how urgent it was to move, he up and quit. I got really scared, because everyone knew the band was saving my life. I had went through a really deep depression when both of my parents had died in a plane crash, and I had to move with my grandma, who happened to live in Baker. I cut for a really long time, life had lost meaning. But then I met these two crazies and my life changed for the better. Once we started the band, we knew we couldn't stop making music. It wasn't only saving me, it was saving Kiya and Skar to. Once we moved here, fate made us find this dude," Francisco said, nudging Erik.

"I had also had depression before these guys. Listening to music had helped all of us before, but playing was even better. When I first met them, I was at the grocery store getting eggs when Skar came flying by on a cart, with Francisco madly chasing after her. They knocked my eggs out of my hand, and Skar did a 180 and almost knocked over a little kid to come help clean up the mess. We got to talking, because I noticed her Motley Crue shirt, and I found out about the band, and how they needed a new guitarist. When I mentioned I played, they drug me to this very house for an audition. I played the guitar solo in Bad Company by Five Finger Death Punch and they said I was in no doubt." Erik said, thinking back to the first day we met. Oh the times we had.....

Just then, Skar came back in with everyone's tacos. As we ate, we talked about, well everything and nothing all at once. This night was definitely one of the best nights ever. Suddenly, Craig kinda had an outburst.

"OH JESUS, YOU GUYS SHOULD PLAY A FEW OF YOUR SONGS FOR US!!!!!!!!!" he screamed. I looked at everyone for their approval, and with a few nods of their heads, we agreed. We brought out all of our equipment into the living room. Skar guarded her bass with her life, Erik practiced spinning his guitar while playing, and Francisco was drumming on his thighs. I started my vocal warm-ups when Skar left (with her bass of course) into the other room to practice her growls. When she came back to my room where I was practicing a couple songs to get warmed up, I panicked.

"Oh my god, what if they hate us? I don't know if I could handle that. Our FAVORITE band of all time hating us? Oh Christ we are so going to fail and they'll never talk to us again!" I started pacing when Skar came and grabbed my shoulders.

"Stop with the panicking shit. Its making me nervous. We're going to do fine, we always do. Now come on, lets knock the socks off these dudes!" she said, trying to get me out of my panicky state. It worked.

"Okay, yeah you're right. It will all be fine. Lets go," I said, anxious now to play. We walked out into the living room to see Erik ready to go on the guitar and Francisco sitting behind his drums. We decided really quickly which four songs we would play, then I went up to the mic.

"Okay guys, this song is called With Ears To See And Eyes To Hear." As the music began to play, I got less jittery and into stage mode, which was when I was my happiest. As my beginning vocals began to creep closer, I felt a smile on my face.

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Yay its another cliffy! I think I'm getting a teensy bit better at updating, maybe. Probably not. I promise I won't always be this terrible though! At least I didn't take like three months this time. Oh and a brief description of Erik and Francisco:

Erik: on the heavier side, slight stubble, really dark brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, 06 Gauges, Spider bites, eyebrow piercing

Francisco: Scrawny, long black hair similar to Oli Sykes's accept black, constantly wears band t shirts with hoodies, sparkly hazel eyes, no facial hair, 00 Gauges, Septum

Alright my dearests, I think that's all :) I appreciate each and every one of you sexuals that actually bother to read my shitty stories. Your the best!

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