Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from "Full House", like Jesse or Rebecca. I also did not create or own Alex and Nicky, but I did create their personalities for this fanfic. And I do own the characters I have made up, like Gemma and James, and the band's lyrics. Please do not steal my song lyrics and/or my characters. Thanx - Jade
Chapter 1: Seperation Obvious
"It's really cool of your dad to let us use The Smash Club to practice tonight." Gemma commented, carrying her guitar case through the empty club and to the stage where James, the band's drummer, was already setting up.
Alex nodded, "Yeah, he's cool like that. Dad's totaly okay with me having a band."
Gemma laughed, sitting down on the edge of the stage and setting her guitar case beside her as she stared at Alex, "He should be. He's been a musician all his life. Remember when your mom showed us the music video your dad made of you and your brother when you were just babies? "Forever", right?"
James snorted with laughter as he set up the rest of his drums. Alex felt his face flush. Why did his mother always have to baby him? Especially in front of his friends? Especially in front of Gemma?
"Shut it 'Cheeto'." Alex snapped at James, using James' mom's old baby nickname for him.
It was James' turn to blush this time as he settled himself behind his drums and picked up his drum sticks. Gemma laughed again.
"Let's just get started." James muttered irritatedly.
"You're just sore." Gemma shot back, "Good one Alex."
She smiled at him before standing up on the stage and proceeding to unload her aqua blue electric guitar and setting up her microphone. Alex felt his stomach do back flips and smiled back awkwardly. Gemma was the only girl who could ever break through his bad-boy image and make him go weak in the knees. She had the perfect smile, voice, laugh...the way her nose twitched slightly when she was agitated...the way her soft pink lips formed smoothly over the words as she sang...the way her chin length aburn-colored hair always shaded over one of her warm, chocolate almond eyes.
"Hey Al. We're waiting for ya." Gemma said over her shoulder as she fixed the mic stand to her height before taking her position behind it.
"Sorry Gem. I was just out of it for a second there."
Alex took up his midnight black electric guitar and strummed a few notes to make sure it was in tuned to the right key before nodding at James to begin. James noticed Alex's nod and began to tap his drum sticks together.
"One...Two...One, Two, Three."
"I see myself in your eyes. A special bond we always had. So why are these feelings, forming inside? Feelings I've tried so hard to hide..."
Gemma glanced at Alex out of the corner of her eye as she continued to sing, her fingers going from note to note on her guitar without hesitation. His messy jet black hair fell into his perfect eyes as he performed note after note, his fingers moving in a blinding motion. He looked so adorable.
At that moment the Smash Club door flew open loudly, slamming against the wall and the whole high school football team along with the cheerleading squad and a few other groups of popular teens flooded into the club. Nicky was at the front of the group. He stormed up to the stage where Alex and his band had stopped playing because of the interuption.
"What are you and these losers doing here?" demanded Nicky as he eyed the group.
His eyes traveled from James with his many facial piercings, short spikey green hair, and tatoo covered arms, to Gemma with her ripped distressed jeans, midrif black vintage tee, and pierced navel and nose, and finally to his twin brother, Alex.
"What does it look like we're doing? We're practicing." Gemma answered, rolling her eyes.
"Shut up geek." Nicky snapped as his football buddies crowded in closer around him, "I was talking to Alex. Not his no-talented girlfriend."
At this, the cheerleaders giggled wildly while the football players patted Nicky on the back encouragingly. Gemma and Alex's faces turned red at the comment, but that didn't stop Alex from speaking up.
"It takes a lot more talent to sing and play an insturment than it does to throw around a stupid ball and tackle each other like barbarians. And dad already promised us the club for practice tonight."
"Well, Little Alexander, mom promised I could hold my after game party here tonight." Nicky responded as he adjusted the collar of his letterman jacket.
"We were here first." protested Gemma, "So, Nicholas, why don't you just go take your big dumb ass and go study so maybe you'll actually pass a subject and earn your spot on the football team. And make sure you take all these bums with you."
Nicky and his football teammates were up on the stage in a second. The running back, Royce, kicked the mic stand aside as the full back, Tyler, took hold of Gemma's neck and slammed her against the back wall of the stage, ripping her guitar strap and allowing it to drop to the ground with a sickening sound.
"You want to repeat that you little weirdo?" snarled Tyler, his face inches from Gemma's as he suspended her in mid-air by her neck.
Gemma tried to pry the thick sausage-like fingers off of her neck, but he only tightened his grip. James and Luke instantly set their instruments aside and pushed their way to the center of the mob.
"Let her go Tyler!" yelled Alex as James tried to help Gemma pull away Tyler's fingers.
Royce took hold of James, twisting his arms behind his back painfully, while Nicky grabbed his brother and pinned him up against the wall beside Gemma. They were no match against the buffed up football players. Gemma swung her foot at her captor and made contact with his knee, but Tyler only smirked, the blow barely being noticed.
"What is going on in here!" yelled the twins' father, Jesse, who had just stepped into the Smash Club.
"Nothing." Nicky said innocently as he dropped Alex while his friends released Gemma and James.
Gemma gasped for air as she landed on her knees. Alex and James were instantly at her side.
"You okay Gem?" Alex asked, helping Gemma to her feet.
"Aww..Look, Alex and his weird little girlfriend. Aren't they just adorable?" Nicky yelled over his shoulder and him and his friends erupted into laughter.
"Enough, Nicky. What are you and your friends doing here anyways?" Jesse demanded as he pushed his way to the front of the crowd.
Jesse was easily a good 3 inches taller than most of the teens so making his way through wasn't much of a problem.
"We're here for my after game party. When we got here these losers were taking up the stage." Nicky explained, shooting a glare at Alex through his dirty blonde hair that fell into his eyes.
"I said enough Nicholas." Jesse narrowed his eyes at the star quarterback, "Your brother and his band were just practicing. I told him they could use the club for tonight."
"Well mom told me that I could use the Smash Club for my party."
Jesse sighed and ran his fingers through his still perfect hair, "I'm going to have to talk to your mother. However, you all have classes in the morning and it's getting late. Alex, get your stuff packed up and head on home. Nicky, get all these people out of here and I'll see you at home as well."
A large groaned echoed throughout the club as Nicky hearded his friends out the door, followed by Jesse. As soon as the door closed behind the departing group, Gemma ran over to her fallen guitar. She quickly examined it before setting it gingerly into the case.
"They didn't hurt it did they?" Alex asked as he began to pack up his own guitar.
"Fortunately, they didn't. Just a few broken strings and they knocked it out of tune." Gemma answered as she proceeded to pack up the rest of the equipment, "Honestly Alex, I don't see how you and Nicky are twins. You two are nothing alike."
"Is that a bad thing?" Alex smirked at Gemma, closing up his guitar case.
Gemma laughed, "No. I'm glad you're nothing like your brother. I don't think I could handle two Nickys."
"That's everything. I gotta jet. My dad wanted me home by ten. I'll see you guys tommorow." announced James as he left the Smash Club.
"Later James." Gemma and Alex yelled back in unison.
The two remaining bandmates continued to pack up thei instruments and finally, after a half hour, had their things ready to go. Gemma picked up her guitar case as she and Alex walked out of the club and out onto the sidewalk.
"Well I guess I'll see you tommorow." Alex said uneasily.
"Yeah, I guess." Gemma smiled awkwardly at him.
An odd silence fell between the two best friends. Gemma kept her eyes on the ground as Alex stared at her. He wanted to kiss her, but he was dead scared of how she would react. Him and Gemma had been friends since kindergarten and he didn't want to jeopardize that friendship. He didn't know what he'd do if Gemma didn't feel the same way about him. It would hurt too much.
Finally, after a few moments, Gemma hugged Alex unexpectedly.
"See ya." She said quietly with a small smile before grabbing her guitar case and running off towards her home.
End of Chapter