Melody Of Slipknot

Chapter 3

Two years has passed and the apartment is already furnished. I went for a simple but cozy design. I just got back from the Café as my shift ended. I didn't have any modules to do, so I decided to play on my electric guitar.

I practically have three guitars now, one from Trisha and two other customs. One of them is a custom flying V.

Also from Pinterest, I just really liked it lol

I decided to play Psychosocial by Slipknot. I've been focused on playing it perfectly for the past few months, and now I can play it without any mistakes and I'm really happy about it.

As I was getting into the solo part, I was interrupted by the banging from the front door. I quickly set down my guitar and ran up to the front door. I opened it to see a very angry neighbour who looked like he was about to pop a vein in his head.

"LOOK. IF YOU DON'T TURN DOWN THAT DEVILISH MUSIC YOU'RE PLAYING, I WILL CALL THE COPS."
The man yelled angrily, he was the father of the annoying kid next door. His kid kept bothering me and confusing me, one time he asked me out, I told him no and he got angry and bullied me for three days straight. Then he asked me out again and before I could tell him no, he was bullying me again, he kept annoying me so I've been avoiding him.

I rolled my eyes at the man before me and replied "alright alright I'll keep it down." I shut the door and cursed at him when I couldn't hear his footsteps anymore.

I went back to my room and turned the volume down below five. I started playing Master of Puppets by Metallica. I played the song and also sang the lyrics.

I was then interrupted by some knocks on the door again. I was expecting it to be another noise complaint from the same neighbour, so I kinda got pissed.

I walked up to the door and opened it, "Look, I'll turn it down alright? Now please fuck off and stop complaining old man." I looked up and saw it was another person. It was Corey Taylor, the guy from the Café.

"Oh shit, sorry Corey. I expected someone else who's really annoying." I quickly apologized to him as I let him inside. "I didn't know you lived here. I thought you were still living with the Café manager." Corey said.

"Oh I actually moved out two years ago, so you actually live here too?" I asked as we both sat down on the couch.

"Yeah I live here too, nice place by the way, didn't expect this kind of interior from someone who likes metal though." He joked, I laugh at his statement. "Well this was cheaper I guess, simple yet cozy, you know?" I grin as I nudge him by the arm.

"Yeah it's cozy. By the way, I've been talking to my friends about you and they really want to meet you. You up for it?" He asked. "Yeah sure, I dont mind. Where and when do we meet?" I asked as I got up and walked up to the kitchen to get some cookies I bought yesterday.

"We can meet up at the Café tomorrow at 9 am." He suggested, I gave him a cookie and set down next to him. "Yeah that would be okay." I replied.

"Great! I'll tell them about it." He adjusted his position on the couch to grab his phone from his pocket. "By the way, we're actually a band and would you like to join? You've been ranting to me that you wanted to join a band for months." He spoke as he started tapping on his phone to text his friends.

"Do y'all really want a thirteen year old to be in your band?" I replied, grabbing the remote to the TV and turning it on. I open Netflix to continue watching the series I was into.

"I mean, you're really good at the guitar, so we dont mind getting a 3rd guitarist in the band." He replied as he took a cookie from the plate of cookies I put down on the coffee table.

I nodded in response with my eyes glued to the TV screen. "My band mates said they're up for tomorrow." Corey spoke, putting down his phone on the table.

"Alright, it's my day off tomorrow anyways so it'll be alright I guess." I replied, resting my head on Corey's shoulder.