I walked up the stairs of Chloe's front porch and up to the door, knocking lightly and waiting for her to come open the door. After a minute or so, I heard heavy footsteps approaching the front door. Chloe opened the door and welcomed me in, bubbly as ever.
I stepped in with my bass guitar slung over my shoulder and followed my best friend into her basement where her brother Griffin, was waiting behind his drum kit for our band rehearsal to start. Chloe sat down at her piano and Griffin counted us in "1,2,3...." he said loudly. We began playing an original that I had written a few years ago while battling a few inner demons, I haven't defeated them yet, but I still have some hope.
Rehearsal finished after about three hours, now we were lounging around on beanbag chairs that Griffin and Chloe's family kept in the basement and drinking capri suns. "So Tatum," Chloe started, I looked her way to let her know she had my attention. "I uploaded that video of us performing at moe's last week to our youtube channel." she stated proudly. "Oh really? That's cool, got any views?" I asked curiously. "Pffft, got views? Fuck man, this frickin' blew up! We gained like 300 subscribers from it, well that and our other videos." she replied excitedly. "Woah, dude that's sick! I haven't actually checked on the channel for a while." I said, a hint of embarrassment in my tone.
Griffin looked up from his computer screen and showed us a live stream he created with our live subscriber count being displayed, all of our eyes going wider by the second when we saw the alarming rate our channel was growing at. "Guys, are you seeing what I'm seeing right now??!" Chloe said excitedly, covering her mouth with her hands. "I know, right?!" Griffin replied, his reaction being more instantaneous than usual. I was sitting there in my bean bag, shocked. We had been on youtube for a total of six years now, only going up to about two thousand subscribers. Now here we are, in front of my best friend's computer, with nearly one hundred thousand subscribers on our hands. "Tate, you okay?" I heard Griffin ask, snapping out of my little daze. "Yeah yeah, I'm great!" I exclaimed, pulling them both into a group hug. This could be the start of something big.
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All That I Have, All That I Need
FanfictionTatum's band has just been signed to Fueled by Ramen; the same label as fall out boy and various other well known bands. Tatum gets to know a drummer from the other opening band and things unravel.
