Lyric Storm

Chapter 1. Lyric

Readers just let me make one thing clear Lyric Storm is one of the Main Characters.

Lyric's POV

"Lyric!" I hear my best friend yell at me. I grab one of the pillows and throw it at Lyle, then grab another pillow and throw it over my head.

"DAMN IT STORM GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED!" Lyle yells and comes over jumping on the King Size bed.

"Bro fuck you!" I yell at him.

"Ew." Lyle snorts, I roll my eyes one of Lyle's biggest traits is being perverted about most if not all things.

"It's almost 10:30 man, come on I wanna go home!" Lyle says excitedly as he jumps up and down. 

"Check out ain't til 11 dickhead." I tell him.

"Got one might as well be one." He says shrugging and jumping off the bed.

I stretch and throw the blanket off of me. "You suck."

"I lick." He argues.

"Suuure." I smirk.

"Don't believe me ask yo-" He starts.

"NO! I don't even want to hear what you're about to say." I growl as I head for the bathroom to take a piss.

He laughs.

I know he ain't done shit with any of my family but that don't stop him from saying he did simply to disturb me. 

The hotel room is pretty big L.A. is hot as hell, I kind of can't wait to get back to Platteville Wisconsin change of scenery.

I haven't been home in one year, every year I put on a show strictly for my hometown. My mother had triplets, they're nine months old I haven't even met them yet. She had two boys and A girl, Sonny, Samuel, and Faith.

When I come out of the bathroom I quickly get dressed putting shades and a hat on. "Let's go." I huff.

We look around the hallway and it's empty, we head downstairs and the lobby is packed full of people. "Oh shit." Lyle and I say at the same time.

Security guards are trying to push the screaming fans back out the door, Lyle and I take one look at each other and run toward's the back door.

I look back and two girls are running after us.

When I look back there is suddenly a girl in front of me I slam into her without meaning to grab her around the waist to hold both of us up so we don't fall.

She smiles and smashes her lips to mine, I raise my eyebrows in shock. To my surprise she let's go of me then walks past me like nothing happened.

"These bitches are crazy." Lyle laughs.

We quickly walk out the back door and the tour bus is there, we get on I throw my duffel bag down and then lay on the couch lazily. Lyle and I have been best friends since kindergarten we both wanted to do the same thing in life, play music. 

Lyle Christian Legend is his full name, most people call him Christian because he hates the name 'Lyle.' Personally I don't give a fuck that he hates his first name I still call him Lyle, don't get me wrong sometimes I call him 'Legend' but I rarely ever call him 'Christian.' 

Most people hate their names, don't use their birth name when they become famous then there is me I actually fought with the record company to not change my name they wanted me to go by 'Jordan Storm.' I told them I will go by the name my mother gave me when she pushed my legendary ass out and that is 'Lyric Jordan Storm.' Don't like it? Get bent.