We reached their house after a while, but I only saw the outside because they led me straight into the woods behind their house. I see this structure made of giant sticks and planks, which looks about the size of a small room, which is impressive for some little kids. We bend down to enter the fort. The floor was a giant tarp and the ceiling and walls were surprisedly held together by nails. There were some pillows and snacks in the corners and a few posters taped to the walls and ceiling there was a lantern in case it got dark as well. There were papers with lyrics and a guitar too. This may seem like a fort some kids built, but it felt special just walking in.We sat down and Remington grabbed the jar of Nutella and a bag of pretzels.
"Dude you're obsessed with that shit," Emerson complained.
"What about your precious TruMoo?" he mocks.
"That's different," he defends. I laugh at their silly argument and take some of Remy's pretzels and I ask "Do you play?" referring to the guitar.
"I can," Remington replies. "But Sebastian is the guitarist and he's pretty good," he says."Aww, thank you!" a voice appears, scaring us.
"AH!" Emerson yells at the guy who apparently must be Sebastian. He enters in sits down."Whose the new lady?" he asks.
"That's why Y/N and she's my new best friend. Remington says while hugging me.
"No, she's mine!" Emerson whines, hugging the other side of me."No, I saw her first!" Remington whines back.
"You guys can take turns with her, okay?" Sebastian jokes and the boys let go of me.
"Anyways, it's very nice to meet you, but why haven't I seen you around before?"
"I'm new, I just moved this week,"
"Well welcome to Vegas, then," he says politely.
"Think of anything new for the band? Sebastian asks the group.
"I had an idea during English today," Emerson says while opening his sketchbook. We look over to see a logo of connected loops.
"That's nice, but what is it?" I asked.
"I was thinking of rebranding the band. We aren't really getting anywhere, and I just thought this would be a cool idea for a new logo," he replies.
Remington speaks up. "He's right, and it's pretty unique logo, but what should the new name be?"
"Something special, like you guys," I suggest. "What's special to guys?"
"Family," Sebastian says.
We think for a minute and then Remington speaks up and says "I have an idea," We look at him and he says "Our grandparents met in Paris, and I think we should honor them by naming it after the place they met,"
"The Palais Royale," Emerson says, connecting the dots.
"Palais Royal it is!" I say excitedly.
"But it should have our spin on it," Emerson says, and he opens the page and writes the name, but differently.
"Palaye Royale," Sebastian reads.
"This is so awesome!" Remington says with a mouthful of Nutella.
A couple of hours passed of us discussing new ideas for Paula Royale, chatting about random stuff, and eating snacks. "I should probably get going, I have to make dinner for my mom when she comes back," I say sighing.
"Yeah, we should get inside too," Sebastian says and we all get out of the fort.
"I'll walk you home," Remington offers, and I say goodbye to Sebastian in Emerson.
We walk down a couple blocks and reach my house and he walks me to my door. I turn to face him. "This has been one of the happiest days for me this year," Remington smiles.
"I'm glad I could be apart of that, good night vampire," I say with a smile.
"Good night, rockstar," he says.
"Is that my new nickname? I ask with a smile.
"Well, you're more punk rock than the three of us combined, so yeah rock star, but I'll see you tomorrow,"
I smile and wave goodbye and begin to walk down the street. I opened the door and dropped my bag and started grabbing ingredients for dinner. I ate it quickly after a while I put the rest in the fridge for Mom, because she would be, obviously, home late.
I grabbed my sketchbook and pencil and let my mind take over. After an hour, I end up with a drawing of a willow tree at a lake, and a boy and a girl under the tree, and the boy has his arm wrapped around her shoulders.
Maybe she's me.Maybe he's Remington.
