Electric Guitar and Jam Sandwich

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We left Gran and Pop's at about lunch time, and headed back to the house, where the others were. I grabbed a banana and headed back to the room I was sharing with Bob. I finished off my banana, discarded the peal, and pulled out my sketch book. I started doodling some funny little cartoon things, and finishing off other drawings. At one point, I set my sketch book down, and headed off to the bathroom. When I returned to the bedroom, Bob was on my bed, flicking through my sketches.

"Hey! Do you guys not understand what privacy is around here?" I asked, storming up and snatching my drawings back.

"We don't perve on you, do we?" He countered.

"I most certainly hope not!" I screeched.

"Before you explode, I was sent to ask if you wanted to jam."

"What? Seriously? Fuck yes!"

"Good! Let's go." Bob stood up, and led the way to a small practice space. Before we left the room, I grabbed my pick. Frank's face lit up as we entered the room. He had his guitar slung over his shoulder; Mikey stood behind him with his bass guitar in hand. They were both plugged into amps. Mikey was tuning up, and I just looked around in awe.

"Stop gawking! Do you wanna play or not?" Frank asked, laughing at my amazed expression.

"Uh huh." I said absentmindedly. Frank handed me an electric guitar, which he plugged in for me. I put the strap over my head, and let it just hang there.

"Helooooo! Earth to Jadis!" Mikey called to me. I snapped out it, held the guitar properly, and started playing a few power chords. My fingers then moved to a chord and played two quavers. I changed the chord and played another two quavers. I did this a few times, then started playing the intro to Famous Last Words, without even really thinking about what was going on. When it was time for Gerard to start singing, again, my fingers slipped. I shrugged and sat down on the amp.

"You never fail to amaze us, Jadis." Bob remarked in awe.

"How'd you learn that?" Mikey asked, astonishment in his voice.

"I'm a total dork. I listened to the song like 50 million times, and then eventually learnt it by ear." I confessed.

"You learnt that by ear?" Frank asked incredulously.

"That is what I just said, Frank." I told him, annoyed at his disbelief that I could accomplish such a task.

"Know any others?" Mikey smiled. Without saying anything, I started belting out Ray's solo in Dead!.

"Hey! That's Ray's solo!" Bob yelled over my guitar, in mock anger.

"I can play it better!"

"No way you can! I could play it better than you!" Frank argued

"Prove it!" I stopped playing, "Frank Iero, I challenge you to a solo off!" I called, a large grin on my face.

"Challenge accepted." Frank gave me an evil grin, and took hold of his guitar.

"Rules are: You have to have one good improvisation, and play one solo that you have learnt, prior to this challenge. What ever solo you decide to play, I'll play and Vice Versa. There will be three rounds, best two out of three." I smiled mischievously, "You go first." Frank started playing out a wicked riff. Then he started playing Ray's solo from I'm Not Okay (I Promise). I guessed that it was one of the solos that he knew best. He finished, and looked at me expectantly. I held the guitar, and improvised a hardcore melody. I saw Bob's jaw drop, but continued concentrating on my playing. I played the solo Frank had played, and finished with a strong power chord. Looking up from the neck of the guitar, I noticed the open mouths of the guys.

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