Alright! My first real grojband story! *fan girl scream* Okay so this story is based on the question, what would happen if the bands never meet each other? What if Lenny and Laney where brother and sister? What if I put my own metal/rock/punk/screamo touch to this? WELL LET'S FIND OUT!
Hi,my name is Lenny,Lenny Pen,i'm three-teen,I have a little sister named Laney and a big brother named Mike. The only thing is, Me and family are moving from the beaches of California to the snowy mountains of PeaceVille Canada. *sighs* Well at least I got my music and my I pod. If I didn't I would've snapped on the plane ride here...Thank God for Dance Gavin Dance and Sleeping With Scions! With out them I would've gone crazy. At the moment I was in an awesome song from Pierce the Veil,
Sunshine
There ain't a thing that you can do that's gonna ruin my night
(But there's just something about)
This dizzy dreamer and her bleeding little blue boy
Licking your fingers like you're done and
You've decided there is so much more than me. (Oh)
And baby honestly it's harder breathing next to you, I shake
I brought a gun and as the preacher tried to stop me,
Hold my heart it's beating for you anyway
What if I can't forget you? (Oh)
I'll burn your name into my throat,
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole
Oh
Nobody prays for the worthless (No! )
Nobody gives another penny for the selfish
(You're learning how to taste what you kill now)
Don't mind me, I'm just reaching for your necklace
Talking to my mom about this little girl from Texas
What if I can't forget you? (Oh)
I'll burn your name into my throat,
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole
Just give her back to me
You know I can't afford the medicine that feeds what I need
So baby what if I can't forget you? (What if I can't forget you?)
Collide invisible lips like a shadow on the wall and just throw, oh no
You can't just throw me away!
So what if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat,
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What if I don't even want to
"Lenny"
What if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole
Just give her back to me
You know I can't afford the medicine that feeds what I need
So baby what if I can't forget you? (What if I can't forget you?)
I'd better learn to live alone
"Lenny..."
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What's so good about (what's so good about)
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
"Lenny!" I quickly took off my skull covered headset and looked at my sister, she had long red hair with black strips, a red t-shirt with a music notes all over it,black skinny jeans, a small black leather jacket, and black combat boots. "You know your gonna scare all of our new classmates right?" I gave my sister an confused look, "How the hell could I scare them?" "Um maybe the bloody skull on your t-shirt." I Looked down at my outfit, my black t-shirt had a bloody skull with a red rose in it's right socket, a black leather jacket, sunglasses hung from my t-shirt, I had on black skinny jeans and the same black combat boots my sister had, but I had a large chain coming from my back right pocket moving around my left side to my right front pocket. "How is that scary? I mean I could get the bloody skull part, but I think three-teen year old's would think that it's cool and not something about me wanting to kill people or something." My twin sister looked at me and sighed, "Oh well,Let's just get our luggage and meet up with mom and Mike." I followed my sister to get my bags and we left to see my mom and my older brother ready to see our new town, I looked at Mike seeing that he was about to break something knowing I shouldn't try to bring anything up about how fun it was in Cali and boring Canada in comparison...Well at least I can finally meet kids that like me for me instead of them liking me for my music ability or what i can do. Me and my sister had our instruments in our laps. As our car was driving pass houses, I seen two fliers one saying boy bassist need for a band called The Newmans and the other one said girl bassist needed for a band called Grojband. Hmm, I wonder what's gonna happen now. Hopefully I don't get into any more trouble.