OC Stories

Story #7 (Group 1)Band Practice

Pierce's Pov:

Me and the rest of the gang were getting together later this afternoon to play/practice another cover. Some of us didn't play an instrument, but still hung around to talk in between practices. I was the singer/guitarist, Luri the drummer (I'm really surprised she can play them since she's the youngest out of all of us), Lucus the bass guitarist and Rickie the pianoist in case we need one in some cover we decide to do. I'm the oldest out of all of them so they all wanted me to be the leader of the "band."

Once everybody got here they decided on the slow song we emos' in High School knew of, one that was sadly relatable to my middle school years at home, though none of them knew.( though if they did I probably wouldn't be singing it) Wake Me up When September Ends by Green Day.

 I heard somewhere that the real meaning of the song was that the main singer for Green Day, Billie Joe Armstrong, when his father died when he was at a very young age, he told his mother "wake me up when  September ends." My own father died only a few years ago, I think when I was 13, and I'm 18 now. Whenever somebody in the group asked about my father I only told them that my parents got a divorce and refused to tell anything else.

Lucus, once again got onto my computer and printed out the sheet music for everybody, and the words to the song for me. I already knew the song pretty well, and that's probably why they picked it out, since we knew it sorta well already.

We all looked over the music for a little bit and after a while of doing stuff on our own, we all got together to try it out to see how we do. I started playing and started singing, my heart pounding like it always does when we play like this. Though a little more emotion was in my voice, soon trying to hide my teary eyes and eventually stopping all together. I just brushed it off by saying "Sorry I forgot the next part, could we start over in a little bit." 

We agreed to take a small break. I didn't look back to my friends when I said that though, trying to hide my tears while walking back downstairs to dry my eyes. I couldn't show them how soft I am and I didn't want them to worry about me!

I went back upstairs and agreed to try again, we started. I got all the way to "Summer has come and passed, the innocent could never last."(1:45) then when it dropped in beat I just couldn't take it anymore. I dropped to my knees and started crying like a baby! The music behind me stopped and my friends started gathering around me trying to calm me down. They didn't know what I went through, none of them would truly understand how much I miss my dad right now.

Time skip~~The Next Day:

It was the weekend right now, so all of us got back together at my house again. After I broke down yesterday, we just decided to find another song to practice.

 My mom also came home soon after I calmed down and told the gang what happened to my father. I felt so terrible for lying to my greatest (and only) friends.  Though they all understood what I was going through and they forgave me.

After that day we just decided on playing Kill the DJ!!

*Hey!! How was that? It was my first story ever on the internet!!Hope to continue this soon!!*