We weren't having practice after school today, which was good because I needed to write a few new songs to preform at prom next week. It also gives me a chance to hang with my friends.
I was in Fifth Period with Ady and Hailey. All of a sudden three new song ideas popped up in my head. I happily wrote them down. If I can find the right words, notes, and cords to play with the songs then I think we're all set for prom next week.
After class is over 'tis time to hang out with friends.
I met them at the gate and then we all headed off to do whatever.
While walking downtown Ady and I noticed a new music store. "You guys can go ahead we need new picks anyway." I said. Technically we didn't lie because we did actually need new picks but we also wanted to check this place out. We walk in and are immedeatly in heaven. Guitars, strings, picks, and cases everywhere. " Hello ladies, how may I help you?" said the store manager. " Oh no, we are just looking." Ady said while I was in a daze looking at a beautiful black and white guitar. "Looks like your friend there is happy." The manager said. He obviously knows I want that guitar. I drop my bag and skateboard and instantly turn around and scream, " HOW MUCH IS THIS GUITAUR HERE!!!" I realized what I said and probably half the city heard me scream that, I also probably looked like an idiot. Then again when do I not? "Well, I guess I can give it to you for a low price because you want it so badly... Lets say... You let me join your band. If you want it that bad then you obviously have a band." He said slowly like he was nervous thinking we would decline him. Me and Ady looked at eachother then nodded. "Your in, come with us and we will introduce you to our drummer Hailey, I'm Ireland, And that's Adyson. I'm the lead singer and lead guitarist. We really needed a guy in the band because we had so many songs that would sound better sung by a guy. So, enough about us, whats your name?"
(AUTHORS NOTE- DONT JUDGE ME FOR THE NAME OF THIS CHRACTER)
" huh, oh my name is...Gerard."
(AUTHORS NOTE- I SAID DONT FUCKING JUDGE ME)
"oh,cool well nice to meet 'ya!"
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Cupcake Killer
Jugendliteratur15 year old Ireland McLaren. Emo,Punk, and a skater. Her friends don't understand her at all, and she cant have a boyfriend to save her life. She plays guitaur for her band named The Cupcake Killers. Not only is she the led giutaur plyer for the ban...