Our Little Secret

You Have Yourself a Deal

Gerard and Mikey walked in with three others a guy with blonde hair, a guys with curly hair, and a guy with black and red hair. I sent Amber a signal of 'Hey look apparently the guys next door are the Way brothers of My Chemical Romance and I'm an idiot because that's my favorite band at the moment.' type of look. I got out a note pad and pen to write on so the Ways won't recognize my voice and accent "Hey so apparently the Way brothers live next to Emmy so ready for plan 'S'?" Amber whispered Lynn and I nodded 'yes'. I wrote down "My throat hurts from yelling last night." In case someone asked. I felt the seat sink down next to me I looked over to my friends who were next to each other for help. I went through my bag and got out a binder, drawing paper and a pencil. I turned to face who ever was sitting next to me so they couldn't see my page I started drawing to calm down. "So are you guys 'Trapped by the Devil'?" Asked someone 

"Yeah and I'm guessing you guys are 'My Chemical Romance'." Said Lynn
"Yep you guys had an awesome show last night by the way." Gerard said
"Thanks." Amber said. Amber could care less if she's without the costumes and all that jazz. I on the other hand am a huge claustrophobic, have severe anxiety, and asthma plus a lot of other mental and physical health problems that I'm dealing with. I picked up my drink and went through my bag I got my meditation organizer and took my morning meds because I forgot at home. I put the medicine back in my bag and made sure my inhaler was in my pocket which it was.
"Do you have an apple or something?" I wrote and showed it to the girls.
"I don't sorry." Amber said
"I do." Lynn said handing me a dark red apple I nodded a thank you and went back to drawing. The guy sitting next to me tried looking at what I was doing I shot daggers at him and pulled my drawing to my chest.

"Trapped by the Devil and My Chemical Romance please go to room 394." The lady at the front desk said. I put away my drawing and binder then got up with my bandmates. I threw out the apple core and followed the guys. One fell back from his band mates a bit
"So how do you like preforming?" He asked
"Good." I wrote down and showed him
"Not much of a talker are you?" He asked. I showed him the first page I prepared while waiting for them to show up.
"Oh yeah you'll get use to it. So what were you drawing?" He asked
"Possible album cover." I wrote.
"So your female Gerard but cooler. Okay then." He said and caught up with his bandmates. We arrived at the room Gerard knocked on the door a faint "come in" was heard from out side of the room. Gerard opened the door and walked in with everyone following. I was the last one in the room so I closed the door and stood by it while everyone else sat.

There was a man sittings a deck who looks familiar from someplace "So these are the beautiful ladies of Trapped by the Devil I've heard so much about." The man at the desk said "I'm Mr. Wilson. The head producer of the 'alternative rock' area of the label. This is My Chemical Romance with lead singer Gerard Way, Bassist Mikey Way, Rhythm guitarist Frank Iero, Lead guitarist Ray Toro, and Drummer Robert or Bob Bryar." He said and they waved
"Nice to met you all I'm Lilly, this is Amber, and that's Saige." Lynn said pointing to me and Amber. "What lovely names for lovely girls." The blonde of My Chem said. I held my left arm and tapped Amber's shoulder three times I don't like this. I feel like I look as if I'm about to either break someone's arm or break down. Amber looked up at me and offered her hand which I took and held onto for dear life I really don't care if anyone else is looking like we're crazy.

I honestly just wanted to leave and crawl into bed and watch Doctor Who. "So we were wondering if you could play a song of yours." Mr. Wilson said "Sure." Lynn said
"We don't have our instruments you hippie." I wrote down and showed it to Lynn
"What did she write now?" The guy who was talking with me asked. I tossed him the note pad "'We don't have don't have our instruments you hippie' That is a beautiful insult mind if I barrow it?" He asked and tossed the note pad back. I caught it with one hand then gave him a thumbs up.
"Why have you been writing everything?" Mr. Wilson asked confused
"Her voice hurts from all the screaming last night." Lynn said
"What? I don't think anyone except the crowd was screaming." Gerard said
"Wait how do you- You're weird barricade dude!" Amber said I giggled a bit and rubbed my neck it was a bit sore from yelling last night but I can still talk properly.
"What do you mean weird?" Gerard asked
"You just stood there and drank a cup of beer all night no jumping around, no small little dance, you just stood there and watched it was creepy." Amber said I nodded in agreement.
"Hope you know we're going to call you barricade dude from now till you do something else that gives you a better dumber nickname from us girls." Lynn said
"Can I join on in calling him weird barricade dude?" The dude who I talked with asked
"Sure um-" Lynn started
"Frank." He said
"Sure Frank." Lynn said.
"Anyways we have instruments here, boys how about you show them the way. Saige is it?" Mr. Wilson asked looking at me. I nodded "Can you hang back for a minute." He asked I looked to my friends and mouthed "Not alone." to them.
"If you have something to say you can say it in front of us three. Boys step out for a minute." Lynn said sternly. They walked out "So what did you need?" Lynn asked standing up and slinging her arm over my shoulder.
"Okay Emma take of the wig and give your Uncle Peter a hug." he said taking of his glasses
"How do I know you're really my uncle?" I asked "December 11th of 87 your fifth birthday and the day the world as you knew it ended." He said I let go of Amber's hand and walked up to him and gave him a hug
"Why have you never let me known you were in Jersey?" He asked
"In all honestly I forgot you lived here." I said
"Well kid let's see what you and you're friends got." He said
"Okay but don't tell anyone about me please." I begged
"Sure thing sweetheart." He said pushing me over to Amber and Lynn
"We're talking later." Amber said as we walked out of the room with my uncle following I feel a bit better now.

The My Chem Guys were waiting for us they started down the hall once we came out of the room. The blonde guy was looking at me oddly the entire walk to a room with instruments. "Okay girls show time." Mr. Wilson/Uncle Pete said. I walked over to a nice guitar and the others walked to their preferred instruments. Lynn held up thee fingers which mean our third song written. We played it full of energy I was bouncing around a small bit. I don't really care at this moment I'm in my element and I'm having a good time too. We finished playing and looked at My Chem who were in disbelief while Uncle Peter was smiling. "Well looks like we have some talent in the room." Uncle Peter said.
"Hey!" The guys said together.
"You know you're like sons to me, but these girls are definitely more skilled then when you all started out." Pete said. I smiled "I'd say we can expect you girls to join our family of rock and roll." He said. "Congratulations ladies were excited to see what comes next." Gerard said. I went over to my bag and pulled out my blood sugar test. The level was dropping a bit. I pulled out a cookie that I got from the cafe earlier and sat on the floor with my legs crossed. Frank sat down next to me "You are amazing with a guitar." He said
"Thanks! Would you like a piece of my cookie?" I wrote
"Sure. Thanks." He said as I broke off a piece and gave him it.
"Would you like to see my drawings?" I wrote nervously hoping someone will like them.
"Sure!" He said I smiled a bit and pulled out my binder. I hand it over to Frank he was flipping through the photos amazed he stopped on one of my weirder ones "These are really cool!" He said. A few people looked over at us but went back to their group conversation.
"Thank You." I said quietly
"Is your throat feeling better?" Frank asked
"Yeah a bit." I told him
"Cool so why the cookie at one in the afternoon?" He asked
"Blood sugar. If the levels of sugar in my blood get low I get really dizzy and could possibly have to be in the hospital." I told him
"Oh okay that wouldn't be good." He said
"No, no it wouldn't. That's why I tend to keep something that has a lot of sugar in it with me." I told him
"What about pop?" He asked. Pop? What? I'm pretty sure I looked confused
"What's 'pop'?" I asked
"Have you never had like a Dr. Pepper or Root beer?" He asked I shook my head no
"Okay that's it! I'm taking Saige here to the vending machine we'll be back!" Frank yelled standing up and pulling me up by my arms.

He dragged me through the building till we hit the lobby which had a vending machine full of snacks and another full of drinks. "Which one do you want?" He asked I shrugged my shoulders
"You can pick i guess." I told him rubbing the back of my neck. He reached in his pocket and pulled out some quarters then put them in the machine. He pressed some buttons and out came a drink. He opened the bottle and handed it to me
"Go on take a sip!" He said
"Alright calm down." I told him. I took a sip. "Woah." I said blinking a bit. I twisted the cap back on.
"Great right?" He asked
"Dude how can you Americans drink this entire bottle?" I asked
"Easily watch!" He said talking the bottle talking the cap off and chugging the entire bottle
"You're insane." I said
"Thank you!" He replied
"Wait what do you mean Americans." Frank asked "Well don't you hear the accent?" I asked
"You're Irish?" He asked
"No I'm French." I said sarcastically.
"Come on we better get back." I said walking off "Race ya!" Frank said running. I ran after and caught up. I passed him and made it to the door, luckily I had bobby pins in holding the wig in its place. "I win." I said panting. I took my inhaler out and used it to get my breathe back.
"You're asthmatic?" Frank questioned
"No I just have an inhaler to be quirky." I sassed.

I walked in and saw Gerard going through my binder I ran over and took it from him, holding it close to my chest. I stared at him no one ever touches my drawing binder without my permission. "Okay girls you're free to leave or you can stay and hang out for a bit until the room is needed." Uncle Peter told us I grabbed my bag and saluted him with two fingers and started walking out. I took out my phone and texted Amber "I'll get my jacket later." and put it back in my pocket while putting my binder in my bag. "Hey wait up!" I heard someone calling out after me. I made a b-line the the women's restroom. I took  the contacts out and the wig off. I went into a stall to changed my shirt and I put on my glasses. I left the restroom after watching my hands because I don't trust public restrooms. I walked out and made my way to the nearest book store.