The D, and me. Chapter 1.

Hey, I'm Austin, Austin Kryta. I live in Canada, been here all my life, until something that happened to me the other day. But first, let me tell you who I am. I'm a big Tenacious D fan, HUGE, I have most of their songs and some merchandise I bought on vacation in the states. I'm a punk rockin', metal thrashin' kind of guy. You know the thing, pink ties, spazzed out shirts, ripped pants, you get the idea.

Okay, so recently I ran in to, well you guessed it, Jack Black. I talked to him for a bit and asked if he wanted to come back to my place to check out some licks I wrote down. I'm pretty sure he was stoned, but by the looks of it, it was pretty enthusiastic. So I lay out some licks I wrote and the look on his face was widened eyes, open mouth, he was in shock.

"Just a second, kid" he says to me while whipping out his cell phone.

"Dude! You gotta check this kid out! He's amazing! I think he might be him..." I couldn't make out who was on other line or what they were saying. "13 I think... yeah... uh huh... alright see ya in a sec." And as soon and his phone closed, THE Kyle Gass, bursts though my door with his guitar, walks over with a serious face and says,

"This him?"

"Yeah, this is the kid"

There was a long pause as Kyle thurally investigated me.

"He doesn't look like the one..."

As I stood there confused and a little annoyed, as they whispered back an forth to each other, taking a second to look at me to as if was a crime scene or something. Finally Kyle spoke,

"What's your name kid?"

"Austin... Austin Kryat" I said nervously as he stared at me. There was another pause as Kyle looked over my guitar, pulling the strings, testing the tension and fiddling with tuners.

"It's nice, where did you get it?"

"National music, heard of it?"

"Yeah, we stopped there to pick some picks and drums sticks once, pretty sweet, kinda small but still some awesome stuff." Jack said convincingly enough.

"Yeah, my uncle owns the guitar part of the store."

"You mean Dennis?!" Jabbles gasped "We toured with him a while back, that guy's a legend!"

"He's only my uncle... I know he's like, awesome at guitar or what ever but.. A legend?"

"No! Jack, don't get in to that, he's to young."

"But he's in the line, he must be him!"

For about a minute I just stared at them wondering what the hell they were talking about, but I don't really care, more importantly, I'm hanging out with THE D!!

Chapter 2 coming soon....