Hey everyone I'm back again with my new story. I am so happy that you are all liking The Other Side of Me it is my baby. Now this time around I'm rocking out with the boys. Edward, Jasper and Emmett are all a part of this little group I like to call All Time Low. Yes this is a Bella/Edward story so Bella WILL show up at some point. I'd like to thank my amazing BETA, thedreamofanangel for reading through this and telling me how fucked up I am when I don't think through what I'm writing. *facepalm* Anyway…here you go.
Disclaimer: I own Matt Hanson. Stephenie Meyer owns everything Twilight. All Time Low owns the music.
Preface: The Party Scene
Here's to the fast times; the times we felt alive;
to all the nights that we forgot to get back home.
Stay seventeen,
the party scene has got the best of me and you,
we've got to let this go
"Em come the fuck on your ass takes more time in the fucking bathroom than a fucking chick!" Jasper growled plucking on his guitar.
I laughed under my breath as I scratched out some lyrics that didn't fit. We were eighteen and writing our lyrics for our official EP with Hopeless Records. We needed one more song to make a full EP but it wasn't working. We are on tour for Hopeless after having graduated from high school in June. We debuted our second single since recording; The Girl's a Straight-Up Hustler. We were planning on adding one more song to the album. I was kind of having writer's block while in the last few months of school, but I figured it out with Jasper's help. I shook my head ignoring the nagging in my head at what caused the writer's block. I slid my hand along the neck of the guitar and jotted down a few more notes. Grabbing the pencil from behind my ear I placed the pick between my teeth. Pulling the ripped black composition book towards me I scratched out a line. I can keep you guessingI can keep a secret if you can keep me guessing, The flavor of your lips is enough to keep me pressing. I smiled and scribbled down the last few words of the sentence. The scratch of the pencil sounded good against the odd sounds of the room. I dropped the pencil onto the table and released the pick from my teeth. I ran the pick along the tense wires of the guitar. The sound reverberating in my ears, humming the tune to me. Cold trickled down my back suddenly. A shiver breaking me out of my musical high.
"Holy fuck!" I shouted jumping up taking off my shirt and looked at it. Water drenched the whole back of it. "Emmett you fucking asshole!"
Emmett and Matt were laughing there asses off holding a cup. "You should have seen your face!"
Jasper chuckled laid his guitar down. "You fucking douche's he was writing the song."
"Oh, are you done?" Matt asked.
I nodded. "Yep, Coffee Shop Soundtrack. It'll be the fucking shit!"
"Well let's hear it," Em laughed twirling his drumstick.
I picked up my guitar and started strumming the melody.
Should I write myself out of the history books,
and mark a place in time for every chance you took,
Don't get me wrong I know you've got your life in place -
I've yet to take the hint,
Some day
I'm sure I'll get the picture,
and stop waiting up...
When it all comes down,
to a sunrise on the east side,
will you be there to carry home,
the remains of my wasted youth,
this wasted time on you
has left me shaking in waiting,
shaking in waiting for something more.
Tonight is alive with the promise of a street-fight,
and there's money on the table,
that says your cheap-shots won't be able,
to break bones.
I've yet to break a sweat
I'll make your past regret its future.
Here's to you.
When it all comes down,
to a sunrise on the east side,
will you be there to carry home,
the remains of my wasted youth,
this wasted time on you
has left me shaking in waiting,
for something more.
Make all of my decisions for me,
I've never taken the fall for deceit,
I'll keep a secret if you keep me guessing,
The taste of your lips says we shouldn't have met like... [repeat]
I can keep a secret if you can keep me guessing,
The flavor of your lips is enough to keep me pressing,
for more than just a moment of truth between the lies told,
to pull ourselves away from the lives we leave back home...
I can keep a secret if you can keep me guessing,
The flavor of your lips is enough to keep me here...
When it all comes down,
to a sunrise on the east side,
will you be there to carry me home,
the remains of my wasted youth,
this wasted time on you
has left me shaking in waiting,
for something more.
"Woo can you fucking imagine the amount of chicks we'll get with this E!" Emmett hooted.
I smiled to myself. "If we are only so lucky."
Jasper patted my shoulder. "Edward trust me, we'll go far."
A/N: So there you have it. They are 18 years old here. They will be older in the next chapter I just needed something quick to introduce them. Did you like it? Well review about it. Love It, Hate It, I wanna know.
~ K