We were studying to be psychology majors. Not like we actually gave a fuck about other people's problems, but there were just a ton of jobs you could get with it. It wasn't that we didn't care about our futures, or else we wouldn't have even gone to college. We just had dreams on a smaller scale. Something we wanted now.
I just wanted to impress. I wanted to meet all the girls and go to all the parties. I wanted everyone to know my name and my face. I wanted them to think I was awesome. But James...James was something different. He wanted to make history. He wanted people to talk about him for years and years. He wanted to be really famous. So, we decided on a compromise. We would start a band.