(Chad's POV)
Friday rolled around and our apartment was on lock-down with the band inside. When someone had to leave, they were given a secret code to recite when they re-entered, and if they couldn't remember, they were left outside until they did. Why? Because the song remained unwritten. We don't answer the phone, because it's always Britt, yelling. It's not like we aren't trying. So far Kurt only has
"if you wouldn't mind, I would like it blew.
If you wouldn't mind, I would like to lose.
If you wouldn't care, I would like to leave.
If you wouldn't mind, I would like to breathe."
Which, although is quite good, is also quite sad because we've been at it for 18 1/2 hours. Krist went out for food, given the password "skin the sun, fall asleep. Wish away, soul is cheap."
Kurt and I were taking a break from writing, playing Rock 'em Sock 'em Robots, when we heard
"skin the sun, fall asleep. Wish away, soul is cheap." Come from the hall.
I knocked Kurt's robot's head off and went to get the door. I opened it and saw Krist, with a grocery bag, a hanging head, and an angry girlfriend. I knocked over the grocery bag and closed the door, but unfortunately in the scuffle, a jar of mayonnaise had propped the door open. Britt walked in and said
"I'm not leaving until I hear a song."
I expected Kurt to pick her up, put her in the hall, lock the door and return to rocking and socking my unmanned robot, but instead he said
"okay."
He played the intro and first verse to our song, and then kept on going into a chorus that we never heard before now. He repeated the verse and chorus a few times, did a bit of a solo, then did the chorus again and said "you could do anything." Eight times. It's like he had it in his head the whole time.
"record them by tomorrow and I'll send them in." Britt said and left. When we told him how amazed we were, he said he wrote that song months ago, and was just messing with everyone. We recorded them at a late night, one-record recording studio downtown that night, and gave our first ever record to our manager to take to Seattle.
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Nirvana: Live in Aberdeen
FanfictionMy first story on wattpad ever. It's about the early days of Nirvana. Purely fictional.