Short stories of the gentleman England :3

Chapter three~ Rebellious Eyebrows

Writer: This is defiantly longer so you can enjoy this more:3 I really like how this one played out, what cha think?! ;)

Recently Iggy had been disappearing during lunch hour. Only a few people knew where, but seldom were willing to say, in fact most stated that they were totally unaware. It was certainly a change from his habits of endlessly walking round the library with huge stacks to read. But I was determined, even if it meant possibly stalking him, to find out what had changed.

So on Wednesday I decided to follow him as he walked down the street and cut through alleys. It was hard trying to be a literal ninja but eventually he stopped and arrived at the music studio.

"What on earth would he be doing here?!" Was my first stunned reaction as I frowned to my self. Escaping the cold air, as I entered silently behind him, I watched him pull down one of the guitars off of a rack. The sleek red thing suited him rather well surprisingly. Damn that rock star look!

The next thing to surprise me, as I crouched behind a speaker, was the arrival of the bad touch trio. It was a good thing they hadn't been here first or they'd have instantly spotted me, I mean I'm not that good! (They are the pros around here, you have to remember)

The next time I peered over the speaker I could see that Antonio was already sitting at a drum set, and Francis was just checking himself out in the windows reflection as he hovered by the switched on keyboard, Gilbert was pulling out a dark guitar of his own. And that's when it hit me...IGGYS IN A BAND!

I couldn't believe it had taken me this song to realise I mean he had mentioned the kind of music he liked to me before. Most of them had electric guitar solos so it wasn't so surprising now I put the pieces together. "Now the next thing to find out would be, are they good?!" I murmured "If so then I'm sure staying a little longer wouldn't harm..right?"

However the thing is, I was still behind a speaker. Which actually turned out to be one of the main speakers because of how big it was. I didn't really have the ideal spot if I was going to stay. What's more I hadn't figured that out yet!

So whilst I watched them plug and switch on their instruments I began to lean further and further forwards. Before I knew it my head was pushed right by the speaker, just about revealing my watchful eyes.

As soon as the words "One, Two" "One Two Three Four!" We're spoken the whole thing was put into motion. The drums beat was steady, the chords were flowing from the piano and the guitars were off. And it was loud, so loud that I fell back a bit and bumped my head on the wall. And still the music went on getting faster and more confident.

Of course I had just had my head battered and wasn't appreciating the music as much as I would have. I stood up to go almost instantly and then..BAM it was like the party had just ended as quickly as it had began. All eyes were on me.

I could see the colour draining from Iggy's face. And Antonio was all wide eyes, Francis was doing a bit of his signature laugh. "Ahonhonhon"

And Gilbert was...well...just kinda standing there unsure of what to actually say for once. Of course the gossip master himself always had something and smirked.

"Looks like we 'ave our selfs our first fan!" And with that everyone kind of calmed down a bit, if anything it lightened the atmosphere. Before I knew it we were all laughing about it and my head didn't feel so bad. And Iggy was no longer worried that I'd think bad of him, in fact they even asked if I wanted to help them out with the band. So here I am now telling you the story of how I came to find this amazingness I personally like to call the sound of rebellious eyebrows.

((The best name for a band ever xD Rebellious eyebrows!! Hope you enjoyed this happy ending :3))