Emmett's POV
Emmett's POV
It was the annual battle of the bands at Forks high school and this year Jasper, Edward and I had entered out band: The Leeches. Ironic as it is we had to thank Lauren and Jacob for the band's name. Lauren had heard Jacob complaining about the three of us to Bella and she, being her stupid and ignorant self, presumed we had secretly formed a band for the battle and spread the rumor like the bird flu. Thus the "Leeches" were born. We had ended up as the last group playing, which was fine due to the fact we had our own instruments. It was against the school's will that we dragged in our new black, blue and red (the bands colours) instruments and Ed had had to turn the charm on full blast to get the "okay". I didn't think I could trust myself with a regular drum set, or Jasper with a regular guitar. We all agreed that Edward would be okay with the microphone but he was so stubborn about it he got a matching microphone.
I had a big drum solo that took me a big 5 minutes to learn and play. When you've been playing drums for nearly a hundred years it becomes very second nature. We climbed onto the stage and I heard roar of the audience. Edward sent a quick telepathic message to me, "Don't acknowledge their praise, Emmett I'm warning you." I could here the serious tone in his message and glowering, I sat down at my drums. When the crowd's applauding died down enough for us to start I began the beat, tapping on the base drum lightly hearing Jasper come in on his guitar and Edward start the song he had written:
The clock strikes one, or is it two?
I lose track of time when I'm with you.
The candles burn down bit by bit,
And soon enough it'll be the end of it.
The end of everything it was,
And truly the end, the end of us.
I knew his voice would seem soft, melodies and almost velvety to the weak humans and with the perfect guitar and drums we were a for sure to win. I sniggered as I though of the surprised faces that would be on the opponents when we won. I played my solo and glancing down at the amazed faces of the crowd I hit the last note a little harder then usual, big mistake. The drum stick tore through the top and hit the ground with a soft thud.
"Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap." I thought I knew that any moment Edward would message me and ask me what was wrong and what was I supposed to say "I beat through the drum,"? Then my brilliant thought came to me. I cupped both hands over my mouth and said:
"Boom, boom, boboom boom." In time with what I would be playing on the drums. My brilliant idea turned out to be not so smart after all for after a few moments of this Edward messaged me: "What the hell is wrong with you? What are you doing??" I sent him a quick nervous glance and he read my mind, rolling his eyes he continued the song and through out the song you could hear: "Boom, aboom boom." We still won hands down but I learned that saying boom a lot does not replace a drum set, damn.
A/N Me and my friend Kelsey came up with this in class and couldn't stop laughing. The more reveiws i get the faster i will write the one with Edward :P