In Drummer Heaven

The A Team

A/N
I know that this is an Ed Sheeran song and that it came out a few years back but I'm using the lyrics. I am not claiming ownership to this song what so ever.

"It's weird being on time." I tell Jadie.

"You were still a half hour late." She reminds me.

"Beat Dani here and Rosie." I remind her.

"Rosie also just got back to LA." Jade tells me.

We all planned on meeting up at the studio to see if we could finish any of the half finished songs for our new album. Rose got back to LA yesterday but we have yet to see her, Dani talked to her on the phone though. I wish I could tell you where our bass player is, I mean she's usually on time and I'm usually late. Jadie was on time like always, her and Rose usually always beat D and I where ever we planned to meet.

I sit behind my drum kit twirling my sticks between my fingers while Jadie is rest restringing her guitar. The floor is completely littered with sheets of paper with fragments of songs on them or some are balled up and thrown as far as we could get them away from us in frustration.

"Ever think we just got lucky?" Jade wonders. "Like the album, the songs, it was just a one time thing? Like we're one hit wonders or something."

"Yeah, all the time. I mean I don't want it to be true but it would explain how we haven't been able to write songs." I admit. "I don't want my dream to be over, you know."

"Yeah I know what you mean." She agrees.

"Like either way I have a good life but I'm not ready to be Tommy's trophy wife just yet. I want to be a drummer." I explain and she nods. "What about that marine you've been knocking boots with?"

"He's got a name." Jade says and flushes red. "Griffin Andrews."

"So when do we get to meet him?" I wonder.

"Right after we meet Rose's jockstrap." She laughs.

"Do we even have a name for him yet?" I ask and she smirks.

"Ian Harbour." Jade tells me.

"It's such a jock name." I laugh.

"What is?" Rose asks as she walks in.

"Your jockstrap's name." I say and then it clicks in my head that it's the first time I've seen her since Greece. "Rosie!"

I run over and hug her and she laughs. Jade follows my lead and we both hug our friend.

"We're so sorry about Margie." Jade says.

"Yeah." I agree.

"I'm so sorry I missed your wedding." Rose says and looks at me. "I told you that within a year the tabloids would read Mr and Mrs Tommy Lee." She laughs and I smile.

"You were right." I laugh.

"Oh! I was working on this song back home. I figured we mig be able to put it to music and it could be our power ballad." Rose pulls out a piece of lined paper from her pocket.

The paper reads:

White lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
'Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly

Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
'Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The worst things in life come free to us
And we're all under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple grams
And we don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
To fly, fly
For angels to fly, to fly, to fly
For angels to die

"I call it The A Team." Rose tells us.

"I really like it." I admit. "Actually I love it." I laugh.

"Yeah me too." Jade agrees.

The door opens again and Dani busts in as her normal ball of excitement. She's like shaking.

"They picked us!! CC and I are getting a baby in September!" She squeals and looks at Rose. "You're back!"

"I am! You're getting a baby, Darcy is married, Jade has a marine--"

"You have a jockstrap." I remind her and she laughs.

"Guess we're all growing up." Jade laughs.