band of loser: the new kid and the misfits (a reddie fanfic)

Chapter four...

(song used owned by Paramore)

After school I met Richie and the loser in the music room and when I got there Beverly jumped on me and gave me a hug.

"I'm so glad you decided to join the band. We've been looking for a lead singer for months."

"I haven't exactly decided to join." I said shyly. God why did he have to put me in the situation. Damn you Richie.

"You are totally joining. It'll be so fun. Come one." She grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the stage that held a drum set, a bass guitar, a Les Paul, and a microphone dead center. "Richie told me you write songs. That's so cool. Can i see?"

"Uh sure, hold on." I set my bag down by a nearby table and bend over to grab my lyrics notebook. I opened up to the newest one, the one I was working on when Richie came in. "this is the most recent one." I handed her the open book and she read over the words.

"That one was really good." Richie said as he jumped off the stage. He came up behind Beverly and read it with her.

"And really powerful." she said, "and deep. Is it about someone?" she asked.

My face started to heart up from embarrassment, I couldn't tell them that I was weak. "Uh no i saw somewhere about fake friends and got inspiration." I lied.

She started to flip through the pages and started getting to some she really didn't need to see. I grabbed the book from her hands and she jumped back a little holding her hands close. I threw the book on top of my bag.

"Okay so what song are we doing?" I asked, face flushed.

"Um, we were thinking maybe we could sing "still into you" by Paramore. Do you know it?" Richie asked.

"Yeah of course. I love Paramore."

"Great let's hear that beautiful voice sweet-cheeks." Richie grabbed my hand and pulled me onto the stage. I grabbed the microphone stand my hands began to shake, my throat dried up, and my stomach twist and turned.

"I can't believe I'm about to do this." I whispered to myself. I turned my microphone on and took a deep breath. I'll be fine, it isn't that serious I thought to myself.

"Ready?" Richie asked, coming up behind me.

"Ready as I'll always be." a sigh escape my lips.

He took a step back and Stan started to count down. The music blasted.

"Can't count the years on one hand that we've been together." I started and my nerves calmed a little. Music has always calmed me. "I need the other one to hold you." i smiled and closed my eyes. "Make you feel, make you feel better. It's not a walk in the park to love each other. But when our fingers interlock, can't deny, can't deny, you're worth it."

This has always been my favorite song. I played it every time I got a crush and just imagined what it would be like to be with them. A picture of Richie and I holding hands flashed through my mind as i kept singing.

"Let them wonder how we got this far. Cause i don't really need to wonder at all. Yeah, after all this time I'm still into you. Recount the night i first met your mother. And the drive back to my house, i told you that, i told you that i loved ya."

When we finished the song everyone started clapping and Richie and Beverly ran up to hug me.

"You are literally so good please please join our band." Beverly hugged me tighter.

"Please, Eds we need you."

"That was amazing. I don't know why I was so nervous." I smiled, my cheeks started to hurt from how much.

"Are you joining?" Ben asked.

"Yes, I think I am. Oh shit what a rush." I jumped up a bit. This feels like it was meant to be.

"YES! We're gonna win. We're gonna win. We're gonna fucking win!!!" Beverly yelled, jumping up and down.

"Now that we have a lead singer we should go back to my house to do our line up." Richie said. "You coming Eds?"

"Not if you keep calling me Eds."

"Sorry Eddie baby, I have too." Richie smiled before hugging me from behind lifting me up.

"Put me down you big idiot!" I laughed and held onto Richie's arms for dear life. He put me down and i walked over to my bag and grabbed my phone. "I'm gonna call my mom."

"okay we'll be here."

I dialed my moms number and she picked up almost immediately. "Hey Eddie-bear. I'm still at work."

"Hey mom, i was just calling to see if it was okay if i go to my friends house for a few hours?" I asked, biting my nails. I don't know why I get so nervous asking my mom for stuff she usually says yes to everything.

"Yeah of course, just let me know if plans change."

"Okay thank you momma, i love you."

"I love you too, have fun. Bye."

"Bye." I hung up the phone and turned around and walked back over to the group.

"Ready?" Richie asked.

"Yep."

"Hey kids." Mr. Smith said, poking his head into the band room.

"Hey uncle smith." all the losers said at once.

He rolled his eyes. "You need to leave soon. There's a PTA meeting in like thirty minutes."

"We were just about too." Richie said.

"Did you find a singer?" mr smith said while he looked at me.

"Yes we did the amazing Eddie spaghetti."

"That's great."