Under-Flare

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We arrived at Gabe's house. He lives on his own with an exception of Luke and Kian. We are all good friends but most importantly we were band mate's.

We walked in to find Luke asleep on the couch surrounded by old take-out boxes that reaked of cheap chinese food.

Luke is our drummer. A tall blonde haired 19 year old stud. With his hazel eyes and biceps that make the girls weak in the knees. He's a total catch.

I thought he was a delinquent when I first met him, but he's actually very kind hearted and often wears his emotions on his sleeve.

The smell of spoiled food along with the smell of newports made my stomach turn.

"Gross" I said covering my nose. Gabe just shrugged it off and proceeded to put his things down in the garage.

Gabe is 18, a very tall as well as skinny. Dark brown hair and blue eyes that will pierce your soul.

He can be very kind. He knows how to balance work and play. He's more or less the alpha around here. Gabe plays the bass in our band.

"Why can't this place ever get clean?" I complained.

"Well if you don't like it, clean it yourself princess!"

I heard Kian yell from another room. In a moment he appeared from the back room wearing a very loose white tank top that showed off his sleeves of tattoos. He wore black skinny jeans along with a cigarette in his mouth. The smoke engulfed his aura entirely.

Kian is our 18 year old delinquent he has dark hair but often shaves it into a fade. He has beautiful grey eyes. I rarely see him smile tho, Gabe told me he never smiles. Kian is the lead guitarist in our band.

"I'm not your maid!" I snapped at Kian. "Ohh come on" he said playfully walking up to me. He snaked his arm around my shoulders.

"I was just kidding, wouldn't want you to ruin your singing voice scrubbing the toilets"

"You know what!!" I began to snap. Gabe stepped in "Cool it guys I'm not in the mood for this. Can we just get to practicing?"

"Yea sure" Kian and I said in unison. I rolled my eyes at him and he stuck his tongue out at me.

I was super annoyed.

"We can't rehearse without snacks" I said in a sassy tone holding my hand out to Kian.

Kian smirked reaching in his back pocket and said "You really shouldn't be eating this princess" he handed me my favorite.

A Butterfingers.

"Chocolate is bad for your throat which means strained vocal cords" he continued.

"I know but... Butterfingerrss" I pouted. Kian gave me a small smirk and turned to the dirty lounging couch which Luke was sleeping on.

"Watch this" he said in a half whisper. Luke lay on the couch peacefully drooling into the cushions but was rudely woken up by Kian who screamed in his ear "WAKE UP BITCH!"

Luke jumped 10 feet in the air and screamed the girliest man scream I have ever heard. Poor Luke, I couldn't help but laugh.

"Aaghhh, my ears" Luke moaned. Kian smirked and patted Luke firmly on the shoulder. "Time for rehearsal dog" Kian said to Luke.

"Yea, okay man but you coulda just said that instead of blowing my brains out."

"Oh but that would defeat the fun right Sy?" They both turned towards me.

"Look I have no part in this I giggled. "Come on, Gabe is waiting in the garbage."

"Right" they said in unison.

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I love the garage. It had dark walls and grey cement for pavement. It has a gasoline smell which I found comforting.

On the way in Gabe reminded us to leave any cigarettes and lighters inside. He forbids them in the garage while rehearsing.

I glanced at Kian as he rolled his eyes and but out his cigarette.

Immediately walking in, all of the songs that we have ever played flash into my mind in an instant. I start to feel the butterflies in my stomach as I take my place in the center of the garage in front of my microphone.

Gabe to my leff on bass

Kian my right on guitar

Luke behind me on drums

I help tune the instruments and my mic. I start to feel the adrenaline and I have to remind myself that this is just a rehearsal not the real thing....even so, we are still gonna rock this house down.

"Mic test. . . wish, take 1"

"You ready?!" I ask excitedly

They all nod and I clear my throat.

*Tck* *Tck* *Tck* *Tck*

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