BLACKMAIL | MATT CHAMPION

A SECRET BAND

i wake up alone in matt's bed again. i slowly sit up, and squint my eyes due to the sunlight pouring through the window. the room is quiet but downstairs isn't, i can hear mrs. champion singing to herself in the kitchen. i roll out of the bed, and lazily go down the stairs to have a peek of what she's doing.

i walk into the kitchen and see her washing some dishes, "good morning, mrs. champion." i greet her.

she jumps a little, then turns around clutching onto her chest, "oh, hi everlee! how did you sleep?" she asks, turning back to the sink.

"i slept well." i reply. i want to ask her if matt came back at all this morning, she would know, "did matt come back this morning?"

"you just missed him, he left about ten minutes ago to romil's house. he came back to check up on you, but you were still sleeping," she grabs two plates of eggs, bacon, and french toast off the counter and sets it on the kitchen table, "he even made us breakfast before he left again. it's still warm." she says while taking a seat around the table.

i smile, and sit down with her. she passes me one of the plates, " you know, since the both of you started dating, he's been in the kitchen a lot."

mrs. champion smiles at the thought, "sometimes he's up to one in the morning just trying new recipes. it's mostly cookies though."

why the hell is he so cute?

after about fifteen minutes of us eating together in silence, she raises from her seat, "has matt called you at all yet?" she picks up her cleared plate, and takes it to the sink.

i pull my phone out of my pocket and check for any missed calls. none.

i shake my head and she frowns, "i'll call him." i click on his contact and put my phone up to my ear, waiting for him to answer.

after a couple of more rings, it sends me straight to voicemail. what the fuck is this boy doing over there?

"he didn't answer." i let mrs. champion know.

she puts her hands on her hips, "what could he possibly be doing?" she taps her foot, annoyed. she looks around the kitchen until she sees the counter which has her car keys. she walks over to it and snatches them, "let's go, i'll take you to romil's."

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i knock on romil's front door, in hope that they'll actually answer. i've never been to romil's house before, but from what i can see, it's really nice from the outside. there's a window right next to the front door with red colored curtains, and-

what am i on about? that isn't what i'm here for.

i hear two faint voices on the other side, so i press my ear against the door. the quiet little whispers sound like they're arguing with each other. yeah, the boys are definitely in there.

i knock again, "i know you guys are in there!" at the corner of my eye, i see the blinds move a bit. i take a closer look, and then it happens again. then i see, merlyn's, eye taking a peek outside.

i sigh, "merlyn, open the damn door!"

a couple of moments later, merlyn, cracks open the door just a bit and he nervously chuckles, "hey, what are you doing here?"

"i wanna see what you boys are up to." i cross my arms.

"what? what could we possibly be up to?" he says as if he were offended, "well, anyways, i'll see you at school! bye!" he tries to close the door, but i'm able to stop it from closing just on time.

i press my shoulder against the door, trying to keep it open. meanwhile, merlyn is trying to close it on me. "joba!" he calls for help.

i see joba rush over to help him, "sorry, everlee! but you can't come in!" he yells.

"i swear, if you don't let me in this fucking-"

"alright fine!" merlyn says. the two of them finally let me in, i walk inside and they both have a nervous look on their faces. also they look like they haven't slept in forever.

"did you guys even sleep last night?" i ask them. they nod their heads quickly, but their eyelids look like they're about to drop any second.

"what's going on?" ameer, enters the room while scratching his head. he looks like he hasn't slept either. he sees me, causing his eyes to widen. "shit." he whispers and runs away.

"what are you guys hiding?"

the two of them shrug, "we aren't hiding anything! you should just go home and get some rest." merlyn, gestures to the door.

i ignore him, and rush to the room where ameer ran to. i stand in front of the doorway, and i see all of the boys sitting all over the room. some of them have their faces covered with blue paint.

romil's sitting in a chair that's in front of a computer, and matt's rapping into a microphone. his eyes are closed, and his hands are over the headphones he's wearing.

they all turn their heads when they see me. "oh fuck." romil gasps.

matt opens his eyes and when he sees me, he immediately throws off the headphones and stands up. then he starts stuttering, trying to look for words.

dom chuckles softly, "looks like we're caught blue handed, guys." he raises his hands that are painted blue.

a/n:
in future chapters, we're gonna start to talk more about the boys making music so i'm gonna make them start off by creating the saturation album. but not everything is going to be in order. for example, i might have them write 1998 truman even though it wasn't even released yet back then.

but ANYWAYS IM EXCITED FOR SEPTEMBER MDKSNEKFNE