Band of Happiness

Band of Happiness Chapter 1

It's a little shorter than I'd like it. The music is important. Since I don't know how to add more than one youtube video, I'll give you the names again.

Pearl Jam- Alive

The Misfits- Helena (Nick likes Indie Metal more than the other guys)

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Chapter 1 Pilot

"Welcome to Sea-Tac International Airport", the pilot said. And so it began.

The air was cold in Mid-February. It was winter, and it was snowing outside. I had on a leather jacket, a wool scarf, jeans and my converse, where everyone had scribbled goodbyes to me before I left. Then again, others just signed it. You can probably guess who.

The Christmas decorations were still up from the holidays. I always used to love the holidays. They always used to be really innocent and sweet. I still loved them now, they just weren't the same as before.

Inside, my heart was pounding. I was really excited and nervous. I didn't really have a place to stay, so I had decided to use Mikaela's as a place I told my parents I was crashing. Meanwhile, I got a taxi and gave him Nick's address. He was the first guy I wanted to see, and the guy I had left things the weirdest with.

I got in the cab and turned my iPod louder. I was listening to Pearl Jam- Alive. I remember that Coulter and Nick had once turned two Pearl Jam songs into songs about Plate Tectonics for a science project we were working on. That was the first time I heard them play. There was no drums or bass, but the sound was indescribable. It's like the first time you hear your favorite band play, except if you've only been listening to acapella before.

Just as we crossed the bridge going into Kirkland (the little town next to Seattle I lived in), Young Folks by Peter, Bjorn and John came on.

I felt like I was having Déjà vu. Everything was so beautiful. I had missed this place so much over the last year. I had been gone for 9 months, but it felt like a lifetime.

We drove into Juanita, and I began to feel nervous about seeing Nick again. We pulled up to his house and I paid the driver and got my bags. I walked up to his front door and knocked. His mom came out.

"Hey Sarah!" she said, "Nicky's in his room if you want to see him." She pointed up the stairs, and I heard Helena by the Misfits blasting in one of the rooms. The door was partially closed, and I knocked. The music was loud so I figured he didn't hear me. I walked in to see him working on what looked like lyrics. He looked up, at first surprised, but then he grinned happily.

"Hey stranger," I said as he turned the music down.