Sorry for my lack of updating powers but I hope this makes it up to you guys.
Today I have decided that I will be joining Flor's band so rather than hangout with the group at lunch today I'm going to be rehearsing with the others in the black box theater. When I texted Flor last night he said to bring in one of my original songs so we could practice with it during lunch. I hate to say this, but I'm kind of excited for the bad to hear this song, it's my favorite of all I've written.
Finishing the walk to my locker, I'm greeted with the best sight in the world, Beck holding hot coffee for me. Smirking at him I quickly open my locker and shove my books inside, spinning around to grab the drink from Beck's outstretched hand.
"Hey, I'm thinking order pizza from Antonio's for lunch?" he suggested pecking me on the lips.
"I have rehearsal with the band today at lunch." I reply. It's not like he's never had a rehearsal or project during lunch either. But I still can't help but notice how his mood shifted.
"Okay, well I'll see you in Salsa class after lunch at least." Shoot I forgot to check my schedule against his.
"Maybe, do you still have yours schedule sheet from the beginning of this year?" Looking at me strangely He searched around his locker to find it and came back with it in his hand, as I grabbed mine from my bag.
Handing his to me I examine the two pieces of paper. "We'll we still have Siqowitz together but I have Salsa before lunch now." I say angrily, I miss my old schedule four classes with Beck and the remaining two were at least in the same hallway.
"Hey when did you get your schedule changed anyway?" Beck asked looking more beat down now with a mix of curiosity.
"Yesterday, I tried to text you last night but I had to talk with my mom for awhile." I say remembering all the things we had discussed the night before: changing schools, moving back in with grandma in Texas, even moving to the Bermuda Triangle was thrown into the mix, anything to get away from our devil.
Just then the four minute bell rang and the two of us got ready to go to Sikowitz's class. Walking inside, I was quickly pulled away from Beck's side by Sikowitz. Flor and Cat were already at the corner I was pulled to.
"Jade, Florence, did you guys get your schedule's changed?" At the nods of our heads, Sikowitz continued, "What period do have his class?"
"Last period on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays." Florence answered
"Good, I have you first period on Wednesdays and Fridays, second period on Mondays." He exclaimed. "I talked with him earlier in the teachers' room and told him that a student of ours," He nodded to me,"will be unable to make it to his class for the year due to a medical issue. He said that as long as you have a note, and just participate in the talent show and make one CD, he would be able to pass you."
"Great! The shows only in two weeks and Andre would be able to help you make a CD." Cat suggested happily.
Turning toward Flor I asked, "Would you and the rest of the band be on the CD with me?"
"Of course, jeez we wouldn't miss the chance to record with the great Jade West." He finished hugging me.
Across the room I can see Beck's jaw clinch slightly as he gazes over at our small group. Serves him right for all those times I've been 'overreacting in a jealous manner'.
A few classes later and it's lunch. Florence and I sit in the Black Box waiting for the rest of the band, he's at ease while I nervously read over my lyrics hoping the group would like them.
Within five minutes the rest of the guys have shown up and their instruments have been tuned. I pass them each some sheet music I had had Andre help me with a few years ago.
At the drum beat I began singing with Florence as my back up singer/guitarist.
You're too loud, I'm so hyper
On paper we're a disaster
And I'm driving you crazy
It's my little game
I push you, and you push back
Two opposites so alike that
Everyday's a roller coaster
I'm a bump you'll never get over
This love (love) hate (hate) relationship
You say you can't handle it
But there's no way to stop this now
So shut up and kiss me
Kick (kick), scream (scream) call it quits
But your just (just) so (so) full of it
Cuz it's too late, to close your mouth
Shut up and kiss me
So shut up!
So shut up!
I call you and you pick up
I tell you how much I'm in love
I'm laughing and you get mad
It's my little game
Go ahead now, admit it
You like your world with me in it
Like a record, it's broken
Yeah, I'm a bump you'll never get over
This love (love) hate (hate) relationship
You say you can't handle it
But there's no way to stop this now
So shut up and kiss me
Kick (kick), scream (scream) call it quits
But your just (just) so (so) full of it
Cuz it's too late, to close your mouth
Shut up and kiss me
You miss my lips, my kiss, my laugh
The riffs on my guitar
The way we fight, we make up fast
Oooooh yeah...
So shut up!
Love hate, love hate, love hate!
Cuz it's a love (love) hate (hate) relationship
You say you (you) can (can) handle it
But there's no way to stop this now
So shut up and kiss me
Kick (kick), scream (scream) call it quits
But your just so freakin' full of it
Cuz it's too late, to shut your mouth
Shut up and kiss me
We end the song, with both Flor and I singing into the middle mic facing each other. As the guitar fades out and the band stops playing, we can hear applause from what we thought was the absent audience.
Looking through the stage lights I can see the group amazed faces on each of them. My smile turns a little smug at this sight. Beck, standing beside Andre, is just starring at the me and Flor.
"That was great guys. Cat told me you needed my help with the CD so I figured I'd come get a sense of your sound before I could start working on anything."
Hoping off the stage, after quickly putting our instruments away, the band and I sit on the edge of the stage as the other group sits in the front row facing us.
"Thanks for the help, man. We have until the talent show to finish the CD and the best technology any of us can use is text." Florence said
"It's no problem, guys. So first off whats your band name?"
Looking around the band a lot of shrugs went around, forming a huddle of some sort we began throwing out ideas.
"Death?"
"Too dark."
"Pink Unicorns?"
"Aaron!"
"It's just a thought."
"A stupid thought."
"What's that suppose to mean?"
"Oye vey."
"I got it."
"What, Jade?"
"Stubborn Strength?"
"I like it."
"Me too."
"Me three."
"I still like pink unicorns. Ouch, stop hitting me Paul! Yours is awesome too, Jade."
Turning around back to the other group, Paul answered, "We're the Stubborn Strength."
"Cool, any ideas on the CD's name." Andre asked again
Just then th bell rang.
"We'll tell you tomorrow." Flor answered
"Okay."
"Hey what if we call that the Pink Unicorns?" Aaron suggested
"Ooo, I like it!" Cat exclaimed
"Not going to happen." Paul replied
"Your so mean to us!" Cat and Aaron replied as they ran from the group.
Leaving the rest of us to make our way to class. Well everyone except me and Flor, with the devil's class next period and our apparent 'medical reasons' to not attend. We watched the group walk out of the theater, Robbie with a gloomy expression and, after giving him a good by kiss, Beck following with an upset air about him.