" When playing guitar, there are some things you need to keep in mind. First you need to know the parts. Whether you're playing an electric or an acoustic guitar, the instrument is essentially wood and metal. Copper-wound strings vibrate to create sound. The wooden body resonates that sound to create the warm tones we associate with a guitar. write this down there will be a quiz. The strings run between the headstock of the guitar, where they are affixed to tuning pegs that can be rotated to tighten and slacken them, and the bridge, where they're fixed to the guitar's body. On an acoustic guitar, the strings are fixed to the bridge with removable pegs, and on an electric guitar the strings are generally strung through an eyelet.

The neck of the guitar is the long wooden piece of wood, flat on one side (this is called the fretboard) and curved on the other. The fretboard is inlaid with metal frets that demarcate the different notes.

An acoustic guitar will have a sound hole in the body where the sound will resonate, while an electric guitar will have as many as three magnetic pickups which will channel the sound through an amplifier."

Joseph found himself not keeping his sight from the new music sub. He may have only had one good eye, but there was something about this woman that seemed familiar. From what he could tell she appeared to be Japanese but she had a prominent British accent more importantly she said to have been from the UK, He could tell you the person that first came to his mind but there was no way in heck that was possible.

"Joseph?" Ms. Gongora asked. "You ok? You look like your spacing out on me."

"What? Oh yeah I'm fine. Just a little tired that's all."

"Ok, just don't snore. I doubt I'd be able to talk through that."

Joseph let out a little bit of a grin. The lesson was an average one, it was easy to tell that whoever this Gongora woman was, she wanted to get to the more juicy things, but the basics needed to be taught first. Joseph was knowledgeable enough of the guitar that this teacher's lesson was elementary for him. In the meantime he found himself focusing solely on this teacher.

"Dark Blue hair, thigh high boots, a Full Metal Alchemist T-Shirt, pair of shorts. Darn it all of it seemed like something he could imagine the Noodle wearing, but come on there was no way someone like her would be teaching at this school. Projection probably was the best explanation for what was going on here, a yearning back for the old days before everything changed back when it was him and his brother listening to Gorillaz truth is he had been thinking about his brother recently, that probably had something to do with it. His Dr. Said it was natural for it to take a long time for someone to go through the stages of grief. Still it didn't feel normal.

Beep Beep

"Is it that time already? I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

All of the other kids bolted out of the door. But Joseph stayed behind motionless with a frozen expression on his face. the expression lasted a good couple a minutes before he finally let out a sigh before getting up. Noodle noticed it as she turned her head as she cleaned the blackboard.

"Hey what's up?"

Joseph looked up at his teacher.

"nothing. I've just been thinking about my brother is all,"

"Yeah the Principal. Sorry to hear about his death."

Joseph looked straight at her with an unflinching stair. "He didn't die."

Noodle found herself freezing "What"

"or maybe he didn't die. I don't know. His heart beats but it's like he's not alive. He's like a husk."

"Wait you're saying he's in a coma?"

Joseph nodded.

"I'm…I'm sorry."

"Not your fault. I just miss him. We were going for a drive, head on collision, last thing I remember is glass shards flying toward me. My aunt says I woke up delirious. "

"Did one of the shards hit your eye?"

Joseph gave a small smirk before lifting up the eye patch revealing an obviously damaged eye. "Dr. Says if I put too much stress on myself it could cause blindness, something about cells bursting and nerve damage or something. Shoot I don't even know why I'm telling you all this."

Noodle felt a little guilty for asking questions that she probably had no right asking or at least that was how she felt.

"You know Ms Gongora I think that's why I play music. It calms me, kind of helps me get my mind off of things."

That gave noodle an idea. "You want to play a song with me before you leave?"

Joseph began to perk up a bit and smile.

"You really play?"

"I told you I did."

"you know any Gorillaz?"

"a few, What do you have in mind?"

"Can you play the lead of Feel Good Inc.? I'm more comfortable on the base myself."

Noodle gave one of her cheeky grins. "you know it!"

The two set up and started playing. Joseph singing the melody while playing base, and Ms. Gongora playing the lead.

Windmill, windmill for the land

Turn forever hand in hand

Take it all in on your stride

It is sinking, falling down

Love forever, love is free Turn forever you and me

Windmill, windmill for the land

Is everybody in?

Joseph found himself surprised in regards to how she played. It was if she had known the song by heart, and honestly it was nice to come across another fan. Most of the kids he had come across had never heard of them, and it made him feel kind of isolated, finally someone he had something in common with.

As the song winded down, the two looked at each other and grinned.

"Dang woman you sure know how to play."

Noodle gave a smile. "You're not bad yourself. How long have you been playing?"

"Since I was 9 so six years."

"nice."

Joseph began to set his guitar down, a chuckle escaped from his lips.

"you know I could almost swear you were…"

"I was what?"

A grin came over Joseph's face. "It's nothing never mind."

"Hey." Noodle called. Joseph turned his head.

"if something is bothering you, you can talk to me. Ok?

Joseph smiled and walked off.

As Joseph walked out the door, Noodle chuckled. Just wait until the guys got a hold of this.

Speaking of which…

Crack

Murdoc proceeded to break two eggs but proceed to put in the egg shells along with the yolk all while bobbing his head while singing (albeit poorly)

"Up on melancholy hill there's a plastic tree

Are you here with me?

Just looking out on the day of another dream

Where you can't get what you want but you can get me

"Oh for the love of…2D where is that bloody hot sauce?!"

2D pulled his head from the cabinet holding a bottle that read Devil's sweat: A taste of Molten with every drop.

"is this it Murdoc?"

Murdoc snatched the bottle from 2D's hand while letting out a grumble.

"Give me that." Murdoc proceeded to pop the cap and poor the bottle into the pan. The eggs appeared to dissolve and steam started escape from the top. 2D began to bit his nails nervously.

"Uh…Murdoc I'm not sure eggs are supposed to melt like that. Are you sure you're not using too much hot sauce?"

"2D my good man, You can never have too much hot sauce."

"The metal inside the pan is constricting."

This had been the Gorillaz life for the past week and a half. Originally it was Murdoc's idea for everyone to live on the down low and try to not parade themselves around and live normal lives until they got back to London. That had been a lot harder than he imagined there were no private Island to go to plastic or otherwise, just a rundown house with a few small rooms and a basement in a backwater Texas town. Truth was Murdoc was bored, No girls, no adoring fan, not even a Mexican prison.

Russel sat at a desk while paging through a Game Informer magazine. Truth was it felt nice being back at his normal size, bad news was he had to deal once agin with the bickering of 2D and Murdoc .

"What are you two bickering about now?" He shouted as he looked up and saw the melting pan, he face palmed.

"Murdoc is cooking again isn't he?"

It was at this pint the door opened

"Lucy I'm home!" The voice of Noodle rang out as she came in with a tray full of sushi.

Noodle came up the stairs and managed to catch glimpse of Murdoc's culinary disaster.

"looks like I made the right call…again."

"Hey," Murdoc shouted with what sounded like a snort. "it's Gorillaz's first lady."

"I'm Gorillaz's only lady."

"So you now have went through two days as a contributing member of society, how does it feel?"

"Good the kids are good, they are rough but they have potential."

"Good, Good," Murdoc mumbled as he sipped on booze."

"I think on of the kids knows who I am."

SPPPP! Murdoc bgin to chuckle

"Sure they do. There isn't anyone one in this bloody town that's heard of us. Beside remember we all promised not to make any big halaboo about the Gorillaz, here we are just normal people.

Noodle chuckled.

"Yeah uh huh, and how is that working for you Mr. I miss Plastic Beach? and this kid is a huge fan. Remember that Reject False Icons Campaign we made? The kid made an entire backpack out of it. He's been staring at me for the past couple of days. He ether knows for shore, or he at least suspects it"

"10 bucks says you're full of it."

Noodle smiled "Alright. 10 bucks if he confronts me about it tomorrow."

"You're on."

Murdoc began wide eyed as he noticed Russel on the phone.

"What the bloody eck do you think you're doing?"

"I'm ordering a pizza. I'm not risking my stomach on your cooking."

"There is nothing wrong with my…"

KABOOM

the pan exploded a fire began to engulf the kitchen. Alarms began to beep and then the sprinklers activated. Murdoc raised a finger.

"Do they have stuffed crust?"

Noodle gave a cheeky smile. "sushi anyone?"