"Mr. Smith, you have three new students." I took a large gulp of water as I looked up at the new students and did a spit take on Liv, who was sitting right next to me. It was Nico, Connor, and Luke. Was not expecting that.
"Dude, what the crap!" She exclaimed, pretending to wipe my water off of her face.
"Would you look at who's here?" I asked, very pointedly nodding my head to the front of the classroom. I couldn't help but notice the way that the other girls were staring at them. Liv's mouth dropped open.
"Kids, these are Luke Castellan, Nico d'Angelo, and Connor Stoll. They will be our new students and I presume that Olivia, McKenzie, and Faith know them already." We were all gaping at them as the whole of the class turned to look at us in our little secluded corner. Faith was sitting in front of me.
"Oh, yeah. We go way back. In fact, Faith is my half-sister and Kenz is my girlfriend." I hid my face in my hands as people started whispering stuff, most of them not good things. Why must Nico torture me so?
"Well, in that case, they can show you three around. Take seats somewhere and start taking notes on the Pythagorean Theorem." So that's what we were taking notes on. I had kind of zoned out when I started thinking about the new Hot Topic. Nico sat down beside me.
After Class
"What are you guys doing here?" I asked Nico as we walked to gym, the last class of the day, thank the gods.
"Well, Chiron wanted someone here to help protect you three so we volunteered." He said, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. The girls around us started whispering. We walked into the gym and the guys went up to the gym teacher to get their uniforms.
"We can very well protect ourselves!" I said indignantly as they came back. They shrugged, and we went to the dressing rooms to change. When we came back, the guys were out there talking to the 'popular girls' with irritated expressions on their faces.
"-just don't see why you would want to go out with her when you could go out with me!" Britney, their ring leader, said to Nico. You see, we were the outcasts of the school for obvious reasons.
"Because, I love her, and I don't love you!" He exclaimed like he had already told her fifty times before. Then, the realization of what exactly he had said crashed onto me. I was suddenly aware of how ridiculous I looked in my orange t-shirt and red shorts. He then looked over to me and blushed right to the roots of his shaggy black hair. The girls walked away looking very mad and me, Faith, and Liv walked to our various boys.
"I didn't mean to say that." He blurted out.
"I don't care if you meant to say it or not, I love you, too." I said, smiling. He kissed my cheek and then we went outside to run the mile. Olivia, Faith, and I were at the front as we always were, because everyone else in this town were too lazy to ever get up off of their couches. Luke, Nico, and Connor were behind us, talking about something or other.
"So, I hear that you and Nico finally dropped the L word." Faith said, glancing over her shoulder to look at Nico who was smiling more than usual.
"Yeah, we did. He's so sweet." I said, glancing back to look at him myself. His head was turned and he was telling Luke something. Then he turned back to Connor.
"Well, I'm glad you did." Liv said from my right.
"Me too. Nico has always had some self-esteem issues. In case you hadn't noticed, he's had a kinda jacked up life. More so than the rest of us demi-gods. I think you're doing him a lot of good." Faith said from my left. We passed the half-mile mark.
"Thanks, Faith. Hey, I've gotta ask you two something." I stated and when they looked at me expectantly, I continued. "Do you think I'm a Mary-Sue? Because, I get told that I'm an emo Mary-Sue all the time." I didn't necessarily like being called emo, but that's what they call me, might as well deal with it. They snorted as two old women at least in their fifties passed us.
"No, you're not a Mary-Sue! You're sarcastic, a weirdo, clumsy, you can't hit a target in archery to save your life, and you are way too obsessed with your iPod for your own good." Liv stated, laughing a little more.
"Gee, thanks, that did wonders for my self-esteem." I said, rolling my eyes.
"See? There's the sarcasm! And, I'm sure there's more, but I can't think of anything right now." Faith said.
"Oh, and you like to pretend your knife is a wand and shout Crucio at people. Among other Harry Potter spells." I'll admit, I did do that quite a lot. But, it wasn't always Crucio and it's not like I imagined people writhing on the ground in pain.
"Come on, you guys love Harry Potter too. I just got finished with the Deathly Hallows." I said proudly.
"Yeah, a year and a half later." Faith snorted. I shot her a dirty look and that shut her up.
"Yeah, because you read so fast. It took you three months to read the first one. Besides, I didn't read them all the time. It would've taken me about a year to read them if I did." I stated, pretty sure I was telling the truth.
"Yeah. Hey, I hear you two got jobs." Indeed Liv and I did.
"Yeah, we're teaching bass guitar and regular guitar at the local music store." I know that I'm breaking the fourth wall here as I say this and I'm probably going to get my butt kicked for it later, but I know Liv didn't tell you this in the last chapter of our little story, so I'm going to tell you. Liv can play some epic bass guitar and I can play some pretty good electric guitar.
"Nice. When do you start?" Faith asked.
"Today. So far, we only have a couple of students each, but when word gets around of our wicked instrumental playing, we'll have people lining up at our door just waiting for the great Kenz and Liv to teach them!" She said jokingly.
"Yeah, and Zeus is going to come down from the sky belting out Can't Be Tamed by Miley Cyrus dressed like Justin Beaver." Faith said. Thunder boomed in the distance.
"Sorry!" She called out. We finally reached the finished line and sat down on the curb outside of the gym doors, waiting for everyone else. Soon, the guys joined us.
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I sat in my designated teaching room, tuning my guitar. It was pretty awesome if I say so myself. It was in the form of a Les Paul and the British flag on it. As you know, I'm not British, but I boots with a British flag on it, so why can't my guitar match? As a matter of fact, I was wearing those right at that moment. I had brought in my amp, two chairs, and several posters of my favorite bands and musical influences. I had Slash, Black Veil Brides, KISS, Motley Crue, Alice Cooper, The Beatles, all of the above. Once I had my guitar tuned, I started playing a random song. Rock 'N Roll All Nite by KISS. It was my happy song. After I finished, I heard clapping behind me.
"I'm sure Ace Frehley would be proud." A boy of about thirteen stood in the doorway wearing a Motley Crue t-shirt and holding a guitar case.
"Thanks. You must be Dylan. I'm McKenzie, but you can call me Kenz, everybody does. Okay, so is your guitar tuned?" I asked as he sat down and took it out of his case. It was a plain black Stratocaster. It looked a lot like my first guitar.
"Absolutely not. It was my dad's. Hasn't used it in about sixteen years." He said, handing it over to me when I asked for it.
"Dang, this thing is ancient." I said, trying to tune it. "Okay, first thing you need to do with this thing is get new strings. These things will never hold up in real playing." I said, finishing the tuning of the first string.
"Okay, new strings. Got it." He said, holding his thumb up. I noticed that he was wearing guyliner, which I happened to find cool. Didn't see a whole lot of guys doing that around there.
"You know, I have a shirt that says 'I'm a sucker for guys in eyeliner'. It was originally intended for those guys up there," I said, pointing to my BVB poster, ", but then I got a boyfriend who doesn't wear eyeliner and he says that it makes him feel a little bit awkward, so I stopped wearing it for his sake. You know, it takes a lot of guts for a guy to wear eyeliner." I said. His strings really were awful.
"Thanks. Is your boyfriend a prep?" He asked, watching me tune it.
"Oh no, most certainly far from it. Very few times will I ever date a prep. Did you see those three guys out there, playing terribly on the drums and guitars? Well, the one on the drums is my boyfriend. Name's Nico." I said. He nodded.
"Most certainly has the hair for it." He stated as I tried to tune the last string.
"If only he could play. I've always been a sucker for drummers too." I stated, smiling. "So, what about you? Do you have a girlfriend?" I asked curiously. I finally got it tuned, played a little test run on it, and handed it back to him.
"Yeah, her name is Sophie. She plays the drums. She's fourteen too." He said, proud of himself, positioning his guitar on his lap.
"Older woman, huh?" I asked, placing my own guitar on my lap.
"Uh huh, you know it." He said, smiling.
"Nice. Okay, so I know this will probably be a stupid question for me to ask, but what kind of music will you want to learn?" I asked, leaning back in my chair.
"Rock." He stated, sweet and simple.
"Okay, when you say rock, what do you mean? When I started playing, my guitar teacher asked me, and when I said rock and told him KISS, Motley Crue, and Guns 'N Roses, he said that he thought of Pink Floyd and Led Zepplin when he thought of rock. So, what kind of bands do you like?" I asked, smiling a little.
"KISS, Motley Crue, Guns 'N Roses, and hard rock. Stuff like that." He said, smiling as well.
"Good choice. So, I think I should probably teach you a couple of cords. I'm going to start you off with A minor, D major, C major, and G major." I said. He learned quickly. By the end of the lesson, he knew where all the cords were without hesitation and without help.
"You're doing great. So, why did you want to get into guitar?" I asked, as we had a couple of minutes left.
"I don't know. I always thought that the guitar was pretty cool, so I want to play." He explained.
"Good answer. That's why I started playing." We heard someone banging on the drums again, very loudly I might add, and absolutely terrible, so I went outside to look at the same time Liv did form next door. It was Nico.
I walked up behind him and slapped him on the back of his head.
"Dude, quiet!" I exclaimed.
"Oh, come on, you know I'm awesome!" He said back, smiling up at me.
"No, you're really not." I took the drum sticks from his hands and he pouted. Then, a girl walked in, wearing an MCR shirt.
"Dude, nice drum set. Can I see those?" She asked and when I handed them to her, Nico got up and she sat down. She started playing, really good if I do say so myself. Then, she saw Dylan standing beside me, and she got up.
"Hey, Dylan, how was your first lesson?" She asked, going over to hug him.
"It was great, she said I'm doing good." He was a little bit taller than her, but not by much.
"That's great. Which one is she?" She looked from me to Olivia.
"This is Kenz, Kenz, this is Sophie, my girlfriend." He said, gesturing between the two of us.
"Nice to meet you, Sophie. You are as good a drummer as Dylan said you were." They both blushed.
"Thanks." She said. Suddenly, Dylan pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to me.
"My dad told me to give that to you. He wanted to pay for the whole month." I looked at the check in my hands. A check made out to me for sixty dollars! I was loving this job.
"Thanks, maybe I can meet him next Tuesday." He nodded and left with Sophie.
"I just had a major thought!" Luke said, looking excited.
"Well, hurry up and tell us before it dies of loneliness." Nico said sarcastically. Luke slapped him on the back of the head. "Why is everyone deciding to just randomly slap me today?" He asked.
"I think that Kenz, Liv, Faith, and Sophie should form a band! They'll be the most kick-butt all girl's band since the Runaways!" He said, clapping his hands together once.
"Why?" Liv asked, looking at him incredulously.
"Because, it'll be awesome. You could bring rock 'n roll and the guitar band back!" He exclaimed, gesturing to my guitar, which was up against the wall in my room.
"And, you're crazy." I stated. Liv nodded in agreement.
"Nobody wants to see an all girl's rock band. People think that if there aren't a bunch of guys in the band, then it'll never work out, and that's exactly why we shouldn't." Liv said.
"You guys could clear the pathway for all the girl's out there who have ever wanted to be in a girl's band, but were always shot down. Kenz, you could be the next Lita Ford. Liv, you could be the next Jackie Fox. Sophie could be the next Sandy West. Faith could be the next Joan Jett! Think about it!"
"Why do you know so much about the Runaways?" Liv asked, tilting her head to the side. Luke and Nico turned their heads to the side and started whistling.
"You guys used to have crushes on them, didn't you?" Liv asked with a very amused look on her face. I started laughing as Nico and Luke blushed.
"Wow, that's kind of weird. Is that why you want us to become famous? So there's a possibility that you can meet them?" I asked, the laughing evident in my voice. They started shaking their heads furiously.
"Or do you just want to be the boyfriends of rockstars?" Liv asked. They just grumbled as we sat around and talked. Eventually, our next students came in and we had to go and, well, teach. After our lessons, we left.
I was glad, for I was extremely tired. Nico and Luke took us back home in their car(where they got it, I don't know), and then left.
A/N: Wow. I swear, my writing is becoming crappier and crappier with every chapter. Well, let me know if this next series isn't a total waste of time. Also, let me know if you think it's a good idea for the girls to form a band. Love you people. Bye.