On the first day of school after Summer ended, a new student was brought before Luna Loud and her English class. His name was Eric Fenton. He was fifteen years old. On first glance, Eric looked like a Classic Emo/Goth Boy. He had a black hoodie, a black beanie, and black pants. As he introduced himself to the class, however, he came off VERY charismatic and energetic which surprised everyone. During his piece, Eric mentioned that he happened to be in a band whose base of operations was situated on the edge of town, calling it the 'Hybrid of Amedy Park.' This didn't surprise Luna too much at first, after-all, she herself had been writing music and playing instruments for a while now. Furthermore, she pretty much expected Eric to be a Goth Metal artist of sorts (which she wasn't all that big on), but...

"I...am an Alternative artist," he said. This statement hit Luna like a thud. She couldn't believe her ears. She had never met an Emo/Goth Alternative artist boy before.

After first period ended, Luna met up with her lover, Sammie. Luna and Sammie had a good relationship going for the past several months. During that time, Luna was determined to keep her Bisexual Preferences a secret from the rest of her family for as long as she possibly could. Afraid of being treated differently by her parents and siblings, Luna was unwilling to take ANY chances until the time was right. After meeting up with Sammie, Luna did not hesitate to go up to Eric and speak to him at his locker when she saw him. She told him "Hey Eric."

He happily replied "Hey, Luna. What's up?"

"I was just wondering...uh...you said earlier that you're an Alternative artist. What did you mean by that exactly?"

He chuckles. "This question again? Why am I not surprised?" He shrugs. "Oh well. You see...me and my buddies aren't exactly fans of music labeling, or labeling in general. It really doesn't matter whether you like girls, guys, or both. You are who you are. You don't need a label for that crap. People just like to put labels on all the NEW stuff that gets created now-a-days so that THAT way they can contain and control it all so that THEN they can muck it all up and water it all down. See, what me and my band-mates do as Alternative artists is part of what we like to do to try and stick it to the man. We like to write what WE like to write and never give a jot about what other people think about our band."

"I can respect that, bruh. But there's still one nagging question I got. What kind of music do you guys make exactly?"

"We do everything from Nu Metal to Rap to Punk to Pop to everything else in between."

Luna starts to get excited. "Aw, dude. That is so freaking COOL!"

Sammie is stunned. She had always thought that Luna was only into Classic Rock music. She thought that she had her lover all figured out at this point. "Are you being serious, Luna?"

"What?"

"Do you even realize what this guy is talking about? Hello? Alternative? That's essentially code for 'I don't have a genre so I'm just gonna make whatever kind of music I feel like making at any given time.'"

Eric blissfully laughs and says. "Funny you should say that, cuz whenever me and my buddies first got together to form a band last year, we all agreed that we weren't gonna stick to quite the same 'Rhythm' for very long...If you catch my drift."

Sammie smirks "Oh?"

"Yea. See, the very idea of us being forced to stick with the exact same style with each and every song that we write for all eternity...doesn't exactly sit well for me and my band-mates. One thing to you gotta consider is that me and my buddies have pretty short attention spans. If we as a band were to stick to ONE specific process for writing music for too long, it would probably drive us all crazy. So yea. We DO like to mix it up every now and again. Know what I mean? We like to have fun with what we do."

Luna grins. "Famous words of Mick Swagger, bro. 'The most important thing about being in a band is having fun!'"

Eric nods. "Exactly!"

Sammie, however isn't moved by this. Not one bit. As she heads off to her next class with Luna, Sammie asks her "Can you believe that guy back there, Luna?"

Luna blissfully answers "Yea, I know. He's pretty cool, right?"

Sammie is annoyed by this. "Uh...no...he isn't."

Confused Luna asks "Huh?"

"He's a SELLOUT, okay? THAT is what he is."

"What do you mean?"

"Did you even hear what he said back there? He's a freaking POP artist."

"No, he isn't."

"Yes, he IS. He said it himself, Luna. We BOTH heard it loud and clear."

"He does other stuff too."

"You're missing the point, Luna!"

"Sammie, what is your problem? I don't understand."

Sammie pinches between her eyes, lets out a breath, and says "Look, Luna. When we first started dating, I thought you were different. I thought that you were above the mainstream crap. Okay? See, the last thing I want is for you to lose track of who you are as an artist and forget why we started dating in the first place."

"I know who I am, Sammie. Okay? You have nothing to be scared of when it comes to me. But if I wanna hang out with somebody, I'm going to do that on my terms. 'It's MY LIFE. Don't you for forget' that. It's not your place to-." They both hear the bell ring. "Okay. I guess that's the bell. I'll talk ya later, Sammie."

Sammie shrugs. "If you say so." As Luna walks away, a question enters Sammie's mind. Was it really the various genres of music which Eric had mentioned that Luna was getting all excited about before, or was it perhaps Eric HIMSELF? She cringes at the thought.