It was a seemingly normal day. Samantha Puckett was giving Gibby a wedgie, and Freddie Benson and Carly Shay were goofing off by their lockers. I was sitting on a school bench with my bass in my hands(unplugged, mind you, Ms Briggs likes to unplug the damn thing when I play, so I don't even bother to plug it in.) and my headphones blasting Slipknot in my ears. I was quietly playing the song "Wait and Bleed", my hands moving up and down the neck of the bass, wishing I could be in a band like them. I then realized that Gibby was not whimpering anymore.( he is loud enough that I can hear him over any music I listen to.) I looked up and saw Sam, Freddie, Carly, and some new boy I never had seen before all standing in a group by Sam and Carly's locker, sneaking quick glances at me and talking excitedly. I thought that maybe they were laughing at my Metallica shirt, or my dirty, long hair, or my skinny jeans. Or maybe they were laughing at my bass, which is a beautiful Warlock bass. Or of course, maybe they figured out I was Bi. It did not bother me none, but I did not want to hear it, so I turned up the music, and kept my eyes glued to the fretboard. I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked up and saw Carly, Freddie, The new kid, and Sam all standing around me. I sighed and turned off my mp3 player and took my headphones. I looked at them slightly annoyed and said "What? What do you want?" Carly opened her mouth to speak, but Sam beat her to the punch. "Listen asshole, we are not here to make fun of you, we just got to ask you a serious question." I smiled. Here is a girl who had the balls to call me an asshole and not get her ass kicked. "Okay then, what is it then?" "Do you want to play bass with us? We started a band a couple days ago, but our old bassist quit and we need someone who can play. You interested?" I froze and raised my eyebrow quizzingly. "What kind of music do you play?" Sam looked nervous as she said "Black and Death metal." I felt a sigh of relief. Finally, some girls who play my type of music, not that Justin Beiber/Hannah Montana bullshit that has been really popular lately. I stood up and said "Great, I'm in." Sam and Carly looked shocked. "Really?" I nodded. Carly then spoke. "Okay then, we meet at my house after school, can you head there as soon as the final bell rings?" "Sure" I said. She gave me the address and the apartment door number. Then she gave me her phone number. Then Freddie, the new kid, and Sam gave me their numbers. I looked at the new kid and asked "Hey, what is your name?" He smiled at me and said "Raxa, I play the drums. Carly and Sam play lead and rhythm guitars, and Freddie is the vocalist." Sam then asked "Hey, by the way, can you scream?" I laughed and said "Hell yeah I can! You should hear me." Freddie said "Hey, I can scream too!"
I looked at him and said "I find that hard to believe." Sam laughed. "Ha! He has not even been in the band for an hour and he already doubts your singing!" Freddie flipped her off. Before Sam could charge him and pound him, Carly and Raxa stood in between them and said " Okay guys, save the aggression for Practice, okay?" "Fine" was their replies.
Just then the bell rang, signaling the beginning of 3rd period. I waved goodbye and received a hug from Raxa, which took me off guard. I walked into my English class with Raxa's smile in my mind.