Drummer Boy

Chapter One: Josh's POV

"Josh, you look amazing! and you're a great– wait no. you're a fucking amazing drummer and its obvious you will get picked!" my roommate Erik tells me.
i'm about to set off to meet this singer of a band called Twenty One Pilots because they need a new drummer and i don't know the reason why, but i wanna see if i can be in the band.
"thanks, Erik. i'm so nervous though.. what if they don't like me?! or don't "accept" me to their group?"
"Josh shut the fuck up and go! you're gonna be the new drummer of Twenty One Pilots and you're gonna wow everyone with your skills, bro."
*Josh smiles in embarrassment*
"..thanks.. okay i better go then, bye"
"good luck!" Erik calls as i exit the apartment.

I get into my car and breathe for a minute. This is so big for me.
I put on the radio and there's nothing good but i keep it on anyway to stop an awkward silence with myself and drive.
I'm supposed to meet at the lead singers house, Tyler Joseph to discuss and have our "interview".
About 30 minutes later i reach my destination. There's no cars in the driveway.. am i at the right house? Either way I park up and get out, hesitant wether to bring my drums or not.
I decide not to and just walk to the front door and knock.
A few seconds later a boy with a short, stubbly beard comes to the door
"Hey, you must be Josh!"
i reply, "Yeah" with a smile
"I'm Tyler, come on in. can i get you anything to eat or drink?"
i walk in, noisily looking at my surroundings, "Um a glass of water sounds good, thanks"
Tyler walks away to the kitchen to grab me a drink.
He's so cute. i know i shouldn't even think of this at an interview to be a drummer in his band- but i can't help but smile in awe of his face, his big brown eyes and soft, fluffy brunette hair.
Tyler walks back into the room carrying two beverages; one glass of water and a can of redbull
"thank" i throw out, immediately regretting it because my voice sounded so weird. I felt a weird flutter in my stomach that i've never felt before..