Chapter 1
AN: This first chapter doesn't involve anyone from the gang expect for Chandler but they will be joining the story in the next few chapters. Making two stories at once probably isn't my best idea but I had to post this as it was all I could think about, well that and which film involving Matthew Perry I should watch during half term.
Disclaimer: I don't own friends
Chandler and his band called No Way were playing their instruments in his den where they normally played and kept their instruments. With his mum being rich she had a huge house so they could play as loud as they wanted to and she still wouldn't hear them.
They were coming to the end of the instrumental they were playing. The song was called American idiot but they decided not to add lyrics to it as the music was good enough already. Playing the last chord, Chandler turned to look at his friends and said.
"That was good guys, I don't think we need to work anymore on this song"
"Ok" Mark and Chris said
Chris had blond spiked up hair and blue eyes. He was slightly smaller than Chandler but had a bigger body build. He wore torn jeans and a black short-sleeved top which said No Way Rock, his guitar strap said the same thing. He owned a black electric guitar with white lighting strike on the front and writing saying No Way on the back. He tried to get the band's name on everything he owned like clothes and even the back of his phone, always saying that one day they would be huge and need to get used to the name being everywhere.
Mark had long black hair and brown eyes. He was smaller than both Chris and Chandler with toned muscles but if anyone ever saw him they wouldn't notice cause of the baggy clothes he normally wore. Today he was wearing a black hoodie and grey tracksuit bottoms. He was the most relaxed and level-headed person in the band usually having to organise their gigs.
Chandler did the vocals and lead guitar work while Mark played the drums and Chris was the back in guitar. They all wrote their own lyrics but Chandler always did the final edit on them. The band had play at a few gigs at NYC and high school, even for the school talent show and won, but never anything huge.
"So," Mark said, "Looking forward to college?"
"Yeah kind of," Chandler said, "But knowing you two are around to show me where everything is, is good otherwise I would be so nervous"
Mark and Chris were one year older than Chandler so they already knew their way around NYC. In a week Chandler would be joining them there.
"Now it will be easier for you to set up gigs, mate" Chris said to Mark
"Yeah but not by much as after seeing Chandler everyone will run a mile away from us" Mark joked
"Haha," Chandler said, "We all know I'm the best looking one here"
"Yeah right" Chris said laughing, trying to calm him down, while Mark was having trouble breathing from all the laughing.
"Guys I know my jokes are funny but you shouldn't be laughing that hard" Chandler said trying to give them a serious look, it failed as Mark fell over and they all broke out laughing.
After 5 minutes they could all look at each other again without breaking out into laugher.
"I'm so glad you are coming to NYC," Chris said to Chandler, "It's been weird without having you around with us, now it's going to be just like high school"
"So us getting yelled at all day by the teachers" Chandler said
"Yep, they have no idea what's going to hit them," Mark said, throwing his arm around Chandler shoulders, "let's go get some food".
"Do you ever stop eating?" Chandler asked as Mark threw his other arm around Chris.
"Nope never" Mark replied as they walked to the kitchen
"You need to move your den close to the kitchen, we have to walk almost an entire street just to get their" Chris said
"No," Chandler said, "I need to be on the other side of the house away from my mum, you never know when she will bring a new guy home with her"
"So true" Chris said, most people would have looked around awkwardly after what Chandler had just said but he had told both Mark and Chris it was fine to joke about him or his mum as they were his friends.
"Chandler," his mum shouted, "Can you and you friends go out for a bit as I got a guest round?"
"Ok" Chandler shouted back, he knew it wasn't a question but an order to go out. Weird normally she wouldn't have said anything, Chandler thought, maybe as my friends are around but that hasn't mattered before. I still remember the embarrassment of walking in on her with my friends coming round, luckily it was Chris and Mark with me otherwise everyone at school would have teased me, they didn't need any more reasons to do that anyway.
He was so lost in thought that he right walked into the front door.
"Ha you alright mate?" Chris asked looking down at him, "You looked a million miles away when you walked into it"
"Yeah I'm fine" Chandler said
Both Mark and Chris looked at him and knew what he was thinking about.
"Ok come on, we can go to McDonalds to get food" Mark said
"Alright but you have to pay I don't want to get my wallet" Chandler said
They didn't question him why as they knew, Nora wouldn't have waited long for them to get out so she and the guy had probably started the second the door shut.
"Can you pay for me too?" Chris asked, making a puppy face
"Ok but you know I don't fall for that face" Mark said
"Why do you fall for it when Chandler makes that face but not when I do it?" Chris asked
"I don't know, Chandler just does the face better than you" Mark replied
"So not fair" Chris said with a pout on his face.
"Yes finally better than you at something" Chandler said jumping in the air.
"You're better than him in most things Chandler. Apart from getting dates or in tests or during sport or well everything apart from puppy faces, jokes and music" Mark said
"Great" Chandler deadpanned
"Oh you're also great at tennis" Mark said
"That makes me feel so much better" Chandler joked
"Ok I will get you loads of large fries at McDonalds" Mark said
"Ok" Chandler said
"Hey what do I get?" Chris asked
"You get small fries" Mark joked
"Aww man" Chris said
"Can we get going now?" Chandler asked
"Ok" Chris said
They all jumped into Chris's bright red car and sped off to McDonalds.
AN: American Idiot is played by Green Day and does have lyrics, I just thought that it fitted this story better as an instrumental.