"Just Friends."

Chapter 6

Frank's P.O.V.

The phone was ringing. Damnit, answer! "RAY!" "ugh what is it Frank?" "We finally have a bassist! And it just so happens to be Gerard's brother, Mikey." "Fuck yes! Our band is almost complete, but we have one problem, We have a gig tonight, at the club, remember?" "Yea? So?" "We need a drummer by tonight frank." Shit. I forgot. "You know what? Lets all discuss this at Mel's Cafe. I gotta go." "Alright, bye."

I called Gerard and Gerard told Mikey about the problem. Ray had already been waiting at Mel's, and soon we were all on pur way there.

I walked into the glass doors and heard the little bell at the top of the door ring behind me. I could see the 3 of them there, at the mini bar. But the only person i laid eyes on was Gerard.

I smiled. "Hey guys." "Hey." They all said in a chorus. I took a seat and turned to the bartender. "Give me four shots of Jack Daniels, please." He sighed. "Coming right up." I watched closely he took out 4 shot glasses and poured the whiskey into them. He passes them down the counter and ran his fingers through his blonde hair. "There you go. Enjoy."

Mikey, Gerard and Ray were all getting to know each other, having a simple discussion, but i got concerned for this guy. He didnt seem to like his job at all. I took a shot and set down the glass cup. "You don't look very happy." I said with a smirk. He sighed again. "Hello no. This job sucks, and i dont get paid very well." He wiped the bar off and began cleaning wine glasses. "I understand. Isnt there anything else you'd actually like doing,-" I took a quick glance at his name tag. "-Bob?"

He stopped, looked down at his name tag, then looked at me. "Well.." he put the wine glass down and looked at me. "Ive always really liked to play around with music, ya know? Hell, i taught myself to play the drums growing up, but i never had use for that skill." My eyes lit up. You've got to be shitting me. We've got a drum player! I cleared my throat. "Actually, we-" i looked back at Ray, Mikey and Gerard. "-are starting a band." Bob smiled and his eyes lit up with excitement. "Really?" I laughed "yea. We're actually looking for a drummer, we have a gig tonight at this club. Care to join?" He smiled widely "Fuck yea. Im in!"

I turned around. "Ray, Gerard, Mikey..." I looked at Bob and looked back at them. "Meet Bob. Our new drummer." The three of them smiled and greeted Bob. "This is great." Announced Ray. "Tonight we have a gig and we're all prepared." "Um Ray, exactly which club are we going to?" "One this is pretty far from here, on the other end of New Jersey. It's a 2 hour drive, so id bring something to kill time with." "Alright, well it was a hell of a nice time seeing you guys and all, and i know its early..." gerard and mikey got up. "But we are gonna start packing. We're not exactly the fastest on the planet." We all said our quick goodbyes and off they went." I watched Gerard walk out the door. Wow. Look at that ass

"Heres our number in case you need us." Ray handed a slip of paper to Bob. "Ill be picking you all up in my van around 8." Hell. Tonights gonna be fun.