i decided to rewrite stripped.
I described in this chapter on how the band became to be. I didn't like how it was first written, so yeah here ya go.
chapter 1:
First Encounters
The unforgiving glare of sunlight filters in through dark curtains fluttering in the slight wind woke me up. The throbbing in my head reminded me of what I did last night. We had partied at a local bar after finishing the show.
The splitting headache was making me pay for it. I hissed at the sudden brightness intruding my bedroom as I slowly made my way out of bed and staggered to the bathroom. Wincing, I turned on the light and opened the medicine cabinet to get some asprin for the headache.
Making my way downstairs to the kitchen and proceeded to make some coffee. I turned on the flatscreen to check out the days events. Looking at the time, I made my way to shower when my phone rang..
"Hey Armin, What's up?"
"Hey man, Do you want to get together and practicetoday? I got us some studio time today."
"Sure. what time?"
"2 o'clock."
Alright, see ya then Armin."
"See ya then Eren."
After my shower, I went to the closet to decide what to wear. I finally decided on my skin tight leather pants, black mesh shirt and harley boots. I went into the bathroom fix my hair, spiking it up. After that I grabbed something quick to eat, grabbed my wallet and car keys and headed out to meet the guys.
"What's up guys?" I said cheerfully, excited to get started. I had a couple new songs I wanted to practice that I had written earlier.
"What up assface?" Jean said sarcastically, grinning from ear to ear.
"Fuck off man." I said with a chuckle.
"Any new songs lately Eren?" Marco asked, a grin also spreading across his face.
"Yeah a couple, I was hoping to practice them today."
"I hope there not lame, dickfa- Owww! Marco what the hell?" Jean screamed, glaring at Marco and rubbing the back of his head.
I chuckled at this because Marco and Jean were funny. Jean tried to play off that they were only friends, but we all knew better.
"Come on guys," Armin said breaking the two apart. "I want to get this done before our next gig. Stop fucking around."
"Wow, Armin, do you kiss your mom with that mouth?" I asked jokingly with a huge grin plastered on my face.
"Screw you Eren." He said, jokingly punching me in my shoulder.
I said my goodbyes and left, popping the cd with my newest written songs on it. I blared the music, the bass vibrating and floating out the windows.
I started thinking about the first time we had started playing together, we were in grade school. Armin and I were in the school band. Back then, I was learning how to play drums. I didn't really like it, but hey it passed the time.
Armin and I didn't meet Jean and Marco until 7th grade. By that time Armin was really good on the bass guitar, but I had given up on drums, and began singing, I loved it far more than playing the drums. Jean and Marco were in the band with Armin, and the three of them sounded awesome. Jean was a drummer and Marco played the keyboard.
The four of us started to hang around each other more. As time went on, we continued to play together. Armin decided that we should try and throw some lyrics in with the songs, and I happily gave some songs I had written recently, along with the notes and everything.
In junior high we still only did it for fun, so we didn't really care, our music was what brought us together and we became really close friends, like our own little close knit family. We were only happy when we played together.
High school came, and we were closer than ever. High school for us was when we all realized we actually didn't care about girls. But as the rehearsal sessions continued, and our band started to have a really great sound, a punkish sound that was very addictive to listen to. We had gained many fans in school, even though we only played for fun.
Our senior year, we had got asked to play Homecoming. That was exciting, the crowd of people screaming, dancing and singing along, made us really happy. That's when we decided to become a real full fledged band.
After we graduated, we made a name for ourselves, We decided on the name 'The Shifters' because as we grew so did the music.
Armin had taken it upon himself to schedule us some gigs at local bars and pretty soon, the popularity of the band grew immensely in a few months, so much that we recorded some CDs to sell at these gigs, to help us get money to continue the CD sales. Armin even recorded our live shows to sell, and to see where we needed to improve anything. After this, we designated Armin the manager.
My thoughts were interuppted by my cellphone ringing. I already knew who it was just by the ring tone.
"Hey Armin, What's up?"
"Hey man, I got a call from that club we were trying to get a gig at."
"Are you serious? That's fucking awesome dude! When is it?"
"Tonight at eight o'clock."
"I will definitely be there man."
"See ya in a little while."
"Cool, see ya then."
I arrived at Xquisite Club. This club was all the rage in this town. Everyone from VIP's to middle class patrons came here. I was so excited to start the show, it was a huge honor for a local band to play here.
Little did I know that something would change my life completely tonight.
The inside of this club was massive. It had a huge stage for bands to play, As I scanned the club, I noticed some poles on a stage next to where we would preform, some guys already working it like nothing.
"Hey Armin you didn't tell me it was a strip club." He raised his brow at him grinning.
"Sorry I didn't tell you." He smirked. "I hope it doesn't distract you. They won't be dancing while were performing though."
"Shut up Armin." I said giving him a cold stare.
The time came and they were announced.
"Ladies and Gentleman, It is time to introduce tonight's entertainment. Give it up for The Shifters!"
"What's up everyone! We got a great show for you tonight. I'm Eren the lead vocalist. We have Armin the lead bass guitar, Jean on drums, and Marco is the DJ. Let's make it hot!"
I've got this planet in my hands
You know I'll waste it if I can
Come on let's give it a twist
And if it all turns to shit-
Oh wait, let's try that again.
Looking out in the crowd, I saw the most gorgeous smoldering grey eyes staring at me.
I continued to stare out into the crowd, my eyes still fingering as I sang.
'My life's too short to have a plan
Here, let me help you understand
First take this drink and this pill
Relax your mind and be still
Let's find out who I am
'Cause I-
I'm just American Trash'
I walked to the end of the stage, where the man with the gorgeous grey eyes continued to stare at my face.
'And everyone's shutting down
The people are so worn out
Wake up, the dream is over'
I walked back up to the stage, but when I looked back out in the crowd I was disappointed when I couldn't find those eyes again.
"Thanks everyone. We're out!" I screamed to the crowd, still going wild. We made our way off the stage, I was still pumped.
"Hey guys why dont we catch a few shows and have a few drinks before taking off."
I settled in at a table in front of one pole and drank my vodka tonic, letting the drink start to soothe me slowly. The music had started the dance, and I was surprised to see who came out on the floor. It was the person with those grey eyes again.
He was slowly dancing to the song Blackout. I sat there wide eyed watching this man work that pole like it was nothing. The man noticed me began grinding the pole more seductively.
I started to fidget, crossing my legs to attempt to hide the bulge tightening my pants. I swallowed hard as the man slowly made his way to me, I was sweating slightly out of nervousness, my face red. The man was short I noticed as he stood in front of me. .
"Hey brat what's your name?" He purred in my ear, making my breath hitch slightly from the light grinding he was doing.
"E-Eren." I stammered.
"Levi." He said.
He didn't say anything else and I was caught by surprise as he leaned in and kissed me roughly. I was a horny flustered mess as he walked away from me and back up on the stage to finish his dance.
What the hell just happened?
It was time to go, and I couln't find that dancer anywhere.
Damn, I guess I'll have to wait until tomorrow to see him again.
