Bunker 9
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. (Who are out of character.)
I don't own the song either.
"Hey Travis, wanna come over after school? I've got to finish the lyrics in 'Dammit'.
"Yeah, sure. Nico coming?"
"I'll ask him. I'll also ask Annabeth. Maybe even Katie." I nudged him.
We were in the hallways of Goode high school. All my friends went here. Nico, Thalia, Travis, Travis's twin brother, Connor, Rachel, Katie, Travis's crush, Grover, my best friend, Clarisse, her boyfriend, Chris, and my EXTREMLY AWESOME girlfriend, Annabeth Chase.(Yep, sorry ladies! I'm taken!)
Man, I'm popular. Anyway, once Travis, a curly haired prankster, had asked me to play a couple notes on my guitar. Thalia and Nico, two die-hard fans of Linkin Park, Paramore and Blink-182 were there and thought the chords sounded good, so Thalia convinced (more like forced us to!) us to write some lyrics.
"Hello? Kelp Head? Water Blood? What does Annabeth call you? Oh yeah, Seaweed Brain? Seaweed Brain! Earth- Or water! Water to Seaweed Brain?" Travis called.
I snapped out of my 'moment'. "Meet up with you later. I won't invite Katie, I promise! I'll spare you the embarrassment!" I said than ran off in the other direction.
"Nico, you're coming later, right? To my house?" I asked Nico at lunch.
"Sure, Man, just for an hour, though," was his reply.
"Why?" I asked.
"I've got something to do," he mumbled.
"Like what," I pushed. Nico was two years younger than me. Except for the minor detail that he was in a coma for seventy years. Him, his dad and sister. They were still in the coma four years ago. Somehow they woke up and now Nico lives with me. His sister, Bianca died when a building had collapsed on her.
Nico's dad lives in Los Angeles. I'm not sure what he does because Nico will never tell me.
But the point is technically he's two years younger than me (fourteen) and didn't want him doing things… You know, like dealing drugs with Luke and his crew, (more like gang) or more importantly doing-you know-it- "Just spit it out!" my conscience told me. "But that would be gross," I replied. "It's the way of life," Conscience told me.
"No! Spitting it out on the floor, you weasel!"
"Like, stuff." He said, eyeing me weirdly, then ran off. I might've said that too loud.
I shrugged then went off to find Annabeth.
"Hey, Smarty Kid." I said as I approached her.
"Smarty Kid?"
"Yeah, you always complain when I call you Wise Girl, so yeah."
"Well if that's your backup, you are officially the King of Bad Nicknames."
"Yay!" I clapped like a little kid then asked, "Where's my crown?"
Just then Rachel Elizabeth Dare walked into our little scene.
"Hey, Percy, Annabeth." Rachel was cool except she doesn't like Annabeth a lot (Ha! She doesn't like Annabeth AT ALL!)
Rachel was artistic, and was always covered in marker, pastel, and paint.
And I knew that if I wasn't Annabeth's boyfriend, Rachel would
definitely try be my girlfriend.
I almost happened too, before me and Annabeth got together.
Turns out later that week Annabeth became my girlfriend.
Anyway, Annabeth just scowled and ignored Rachel's greeting.
Rachel sensed the awkward tension then left with a "See ya in math class," then left.
"So you're coming over later, right?" I asked Annabeth.
She nodded her head then added, "Sure any excuse to get out of to the hell hole I call 'home'," said then took off for math class.
Why is everyone walking away from me today?
After school, A friend of mine, Leo, usually comes over and works on this 'mini dragon automaton' he calls Festus in my garage he calls 'Bunker 9'.
Today Leo wasn't there.
"Better for us," Travis said as he grabbed a pair of drumsticks.
I put the guitar's strap around my head. Nico then walked in with Annabeth.
Usually Annabeth just watched. She sometimes gave pointers, but mostly she just watched.
Nico grabbed his bass guitar as I played the intro.
It's all right to tell me what you think about me
I won't try to argue or hold it against you
I know that you're leaving you must have your reasons
The season is calling your pictures are falling down
The steps that I retrace the sad look on your face
The timing and structure did you hear he f***ed her
A day late a buck short I'm writing the report
On loosing and failing when I move I'm flailing now
And it's happened once again
I'll turn to a friend
Someone who understands
Sees through the master plan
But everybody's gone
And I've been here for too long
To face this on my own
Well I guess this is growing up
Well I guess this is growing up
And maybe I'll see you at a movie sneak preview
You'll show up and walk by on the arm of that guy
And I'll smile and you'll wave we'll pretend it's okay
This charade it won't last when he's gone I won't come back
And it'll happen once again
You'll turn to a friend
Someone who understands
Sees through the master plan
But everybody's gone
And you've been here for too long
To face this on your own
Well I guess this growing up
"I got!' I shouted. I repeatedly sang 'Well I guess this is growing up'.
After we finished performing, Travis said, "Ladies and Gentlefish, we, Untitled have completed our very first song-ever. Dammit."
Well that was long! Anyway, the song used was-
Dammit By Blink-182
I highly encourage you to check this song out if you like punk/rock or pop/punk.
You should see how many green line 'fragments' (I'm using Microsoft Word) there were in this chapter! Keep up with modern day English slang, Word!
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