Rejects (l.h.)

13- Some people are meant to be here...

2011- January 26th
Kristina's POV...

It's saturday, I have connections. I have big plans for today! I jump out of my bed with excitement and dial a number before I exit my room. "Heyyyyy!" I say into the phone.
"What's UP!" The voice on the other side yells.
"Do you mind if I bring a few friends to your house and we beat on the drums?" I ask.
"Yeah sure! How many people do you think are coming though?" he asks.
"Well there is two guitarists, a bassist, and me."
"Come on over any time you want!"
"Perfect! Thanks Ashton!"

"LUCAS!" I scream up the staircase.
"Shut up Kristina! You are so loud!" Jack yells back. Luke's brother lives in the room across from Luke. If you don't know, Jack Hemmings is Luke's older brother. Everyone know's that though!
"I wouldn't have to yell if Luke would just come out of his cave," I say in a quieter voice, "DON'T MAKE ME COME UP THERE YOUNG MAN!" I yell again.
"KRISTINA!" Jack yells.
"I AM COMING UP!" I stomp up the stair and burst into Luke's room. He is in the corner huddled into a ball. "Luke, are you okay?" I ask in a solemn tone.
He looks to me, "Yeah I am okay." No you are not. Do not lie to me Lucas Robert Hemmings!
I walk over next to him and sit with my legs crossed, "Lucas, what is wrong? Please tell me."
"I can't," he says. My eyes begin to fill with tears. He is hurting and he will not tell me about it.
"Please do tell me."
"I am sorry, I can't."
"Well, we have to go. Please come. You need to. For me?"
"Yeah I can come."

We arrive at Ashton's house and I thank Liz for the ride. Luke and I walk up to the door. I knock casually and Ashton answers the door. He skips conversation and takes us to his garage. In there is his drum set. He goes and sits on the stool and hits the drums a few times. Michael is the next to show up followed by Calum. They all had their instruments with them. I made Luke bring his guitar too. I brought my song book just incase they couldn't agree on a popular song off the radio.

We formed a circle and Ashton was on his drum stool while us other four stood around him, "You four guys need to pick a popular song from the radio," I say. They glance at each other.
"I like that song teenage dirtbag," Michael says. I smile at him for being the first to come up with a song.
"I like it. Do you guys know any of it?" I ask the boys. They all nod to my surprise. "This is coming together quite nicely."
"Now what do we do?" Ashton asks.
"Ashton you start playing your drums and we will add on from there," I say pointing at him. I put the other three boys in a straight line facing the garage door. "On the count on three, Ashton you start the drums. You other three wait for my cue. By the way it will be me pointing to you to join in on Ashton. 1... 2..."

Ashton start to beat the drums. After he gets into the motion I add Calum. He picks up nicely knowing exactly what to do. He and Ashton play a while and I add Luke. He struggles picking up where they are in the song up he gets it. When he does, I add Mikey. They were awesome. The song finished and I made a repeat motion with my finger to tell them to keep going. "Do you know the words?" I shout to Calum. He nods and I motion for him to start singing. He gets through the first verse and stops. I make Lucas sing the chorus. I point to Mikey to sing a higher pitch that Lucas. He did and it sounded awesome. Luke continued to singe the second verse. I left the rest of the song up to them.

"Wow," Calum said once the song finished, "How did you know what to do?" he asked me.
"Honestly, I have no clue what I did," I say to him with a smile on my face.
"Well you know what you are doing!" Michael says.
"Do you want to run through it once more?" I ask.
They all answer with a wave of, "Yes... Duh!... Let's do it!"

They rehearsed a thousand more times and had to stop. "We need a band name!" Lucas shouted.
"WE DO!" Calum added.
"What about 'Sell Me Out'?" Michael asked.
"Possibly," Ashton replies.
"You guys can figure that out later. I just need to get home so I can sleep. Then I have to wake up in the morning to do my homework," I say. They chuckle and laugh at me. I call my mom to come and pick me up. Lucas runs out behind me.
"Thank you Kris!" he says and embraces me. I can't help but smile. "I won't forget you!"
"Why would you forget me? I am always going to be here," I ask.
"That doesn't matter now. Thank you for this. I really needed it." He doesn't let go.
"Lucas, you need to let go. Go inside and hang out with the guys! Have fun! Maybe write a song or two!" He let's go and turns around to walk inside. My mom pulls up soon after and I go home.

I enter my house. I run down to my room and start to scribble in my song book. I pull out my guitar and pluck a few strings to make a tune I like. I record everything in my book. I change into Luke's hoodie and a pair of sweatpants. I throw my long brown hair into a messy bun. I flop on my bed and grab my xbox controller. I turn the tv on and watch the five o'clock news. For homework we were supposed to read an article about current events and then write an essay about it. I don't want to read so I will watch the news. I get called up for dinner when I am done watching the news and I go up to eat dinner.

Halfway through dinner there is a knock on the door. I get up to answer it. To my surprise Adrienne is at the door. She is in tears and has a depressing look on her face. The first thing that jumps to my mind is Ashton did something to her. I am ready to go and get a shot gun and the shovel is in the back of my dad's truck. I drag her inside, "May I please be excused from dinner?" I ask. My parents nod. I pull Ash down stairs to my room. I let her stand in the middle of the room while I get my shot gun. She see's what I have and yells, "Kristina, no!" This scares me and I turn around to face her, "Put it down," she adds.
"I am going to murder him for doing this to you!" I say in an angry tone. I completely forgot I am not on speaking terms with her.
She looks at me and I put the gun back where it was, "It was Ashton, but-" I cut her off.
"Can I at least bury him alive? The shovel is ready in the back of dad's truck! I can hit him in the back of the head. No harm done! No pain!" I say.
"Let me finish, he is moving back to Australia."
WHAT! I JUST FORMED A BAND AND YOU ARE TELLING ME I DID IT FOR NOTHING! "Oh. I am sorry I over reacted. I am also sorry for the mean words I said to you not long ago. I miss you."
"I am glad you still care about me. I miss you too. I also know if I am ever hurt you will make it all better. I miss you!" She hugs me and I hug back. This is starting off the new year okay in a good, bad way.

Tomorrow Never Dies...