I'd Never Expected

Chapter 9

Aw, why must they make those faces? Ugh, I guess I could hey everybody hears a little teaser hope u enjoy************************************************

Ronnie Radke used to be in a band along with these guys during their past three years in high school but he quit when he had moved in my house for personal reasons and ever since then Max had taken over in his position as vocals while still playing bass but apparently progress is just not the same and they all desperately want him to return to the band. That's what they had asked him earlier today when I overheard them all speaking and unfortunately, as I remember, Ronnie declined and no matter how many times his friends had asked him again after, he kept declining.

Max thought of the idea of using me to convince Ronnie to join back since he won't listen to them anymore. He thinks since I live with Ronnie, I have a better chance to persuade him and give him the idea of how great that would be again, to join the band.

When Max had explained himself, the others agreed.

I quickly spoke up. "No, no, no, there's no way I can do that."

The guys' face went from excited to confuse.

"Aw, come on," Max begged.

These guys were totally misunderstanding my relationship with Ronnie. They must think he and I have become good buddies or something.

I sighed and glanced at the time. It was getting late and I really did have to go home. I looked back up at the guys; they started at me with pleading looks. I suddenly began to feel a little sorry for them.ive it a shot; I thought and decided to give them the answer they wanted. "Okay fine, I'll see what I can do."

They all grinned with gratitude.

"I got to go but I'm not promising anything!" I called out on my way to the sidewalk. And I was serious. I decided I will try to speak to Ronnie about this band thing but I had a strong feeling it wasn't going to head anywhere anyways. Rejection was pretty much his forte.

They accepted my answer.

"As long as you try!" Max gave me thumbs up.

I waved and walked away.

As I arrived home I noticed Ronnie was in his room.

I greeted my mom and headed into my room.

Oh, how did I get myself into this? I wondered, and how am I going to speak with hi? That was a challenge. I could try after school while we work in the cafeteria but all he dmoes is ignore me and now that I think of it, why was he so angry having me work with him? He never gave me a straight answer.

I grunted and threw myself on my bed.

I asked myself that same question again. Why is he so hard to figure out?

Suddenly my brother barged in the room. "Oh, when did you get here?" he asked when he noticed me laying there.

"About five minutes ago. Anyways, what do you want, Mario?" I didn't like how he took advantage of my after school absence to come into my room without permission but fortunately I caught him in the act.

"I just came to use your computer real quick."

"What's wrong with yours?"

He knew using my personal belongings was something I wasn't very fond of so he hesitantly answered, "It's not really working right now."

I wasn't in a mood to start a quarrel about this so I gave in. "Okay, whatever." I laid back down on my bed.

Mario sat on my desk and glanced over at me. "What's wrong?"