-Cylan-
(ky-lin)
Many might assume, based off looking at my family, that I'm out-going, and filled with personality. Also the naturally-born ability to make everyone fall in love with me with the snap of my own fingers.
They are wrong.
I'm the oddball, black sheep and practically disgrace of this family. Hell, my brother is only three years old and has more people liking him than me. I've always been in the shadow of my eldest sister, Erin. And everything would turn to shit if it were any other way around. It's always been like that. My sister got straight A's, presidential awards and I got straight B's and district awards. By all means, I'm not stupid but I'm not the first choice if it ever came to being picked.
Erin is an musical prodigy. She has been ever since she turned five years old. My grandma had an old piano,hardly playable. But one day, Erin walked in and started messing with the keys and eventually had the entire family gawking at her. Music is the only thing that keeps me in the running with her. I don't consider myself a musical genius but I'm pretty handy with guitars and the drums if I do say so myself. I've been playing the electric guitar since I was thirteen years old. So she has obviously had more time to develop than I have.
But of course, I'm in a girl group of four named "Legendary". To be fair, the name isn't the best but they were in seventh grade and I was in fifth grade.
We were all lounged out on my basement floor. My best friends since my family moved to this neighborhood. Lainey, Maddie, Geordie, and Lydia. All five of us together just worked. We all have relatively the same music taste but our personalities are far off from one another.
Lydia is shy but bold. Maddie is also shy and determined. She'll never give up on something, no matter how many times she'll fail. Geordie hardly answers her phone but she is the entire group's rock. And of course Lainey, I'm the closest to her out of everyone and the most opposite to her. She is out spoken, confident and all around rude but considerate. I don't know how but it works.
It was storming outside, as per usual in dreary old Kentucky. Nothing happens here and it is horrible if you are eleven and an aspiring musician. I just got my first silver electric guitar. I'm telling you, I was so proud to show everyone it. So that's what I was doing. Just showing the girls my new present.
"Can you play a few chords?" Geordie gawks. My cheeks heat up as I shake my head. I was relying on my step-dad, Travis to kind of teach me the basics and what not. We all kind of fell silent listening to Nickelback playing in the background. Lydia has the most vivid imagination.
"Oh my god guys! We should start a girl band." She gasps, her mouth falling into the perfect 'o' shape.
We all were silent, letting the idea sink in; Lainey and I simultaneously say no. It's not exactly a horrid idea, it's just rather unrealistic to think we'd get anywhere with it. Even if I am eleven, I know it's not realistic.
"C'mon, it's not a bad idea." Maddie sides, her optimism shining through.
"Even if we went through with it, what would we be named? And what role would we all have?" Geordie asks, seeming half and half on the idea.
I kind of fell onto my back on the floor, waiting for everyone to start assigning stuff. To be fair, this probably won't last more than a couple days so it's whatever. "I want Lainey to be the lead singer." Lydia states. Lainey's head pops up at the mention of her name.
"If I have to be the lead singer, then I want Cy to be the drummer." She smirks. They all know my passion towards drumming and playing the guitar. It's something that has always interested me.
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Right Place, Right Time {Michael Clifford}
FanfictionCylan Workman is known as the awkward, potty-mouthed girl who didn't have control over anything in her life till she finally decided to form a girl band. Her and her four best friends want to achieve the best of the best in the music industry so the...