Hello again readers, as always thank you for the positive feedback on the last chapter. I am having a lot of fun writing this story and I hope you're having fun reading it. Being a huge metal fan myself, I always love imagining what it would be like if characters in cartoons that I like got into metal. Anyway, enjoy this chapter.

Warning: Swearing

It had officially been a few days since Lincoln and Anthony declared themselves a band. But the two boys haven't made much progress. They still sat at lunch together, chatted a ton about metal, and even exchanged phone numbers so they could text each other. They even met up afterschool to hangout around town. They just hung around the park when no one was around, blasting bands like Korn and Slayer while they headbanged to the music. Although metal wasn't the only stuff they listened to. Anthony showed Lincoln some other classic bands from the 80s and 90s. Lincoln of course knew bands like Nirvana and Van Halen considering Luna went nuts for them. But Lincoln really liked other bands like Soundgarden, Red Hot Chili Peppers, and Rage Against the Machine . Currently it was Wednesday and the boys were at their daily lunch hangout. They had their regular conversations until Anthony decided to bring up the band.

"So Lincoln, when do you want to our first jam"

"I don't know Anthony, but I have been playing so much guitar." Like Lincoln said a few days ago, he tried releasing his anger out on his guitar and surprisingly it worked. All of the anger from school, people like Chandler and Ronnie Anne, and the mistreatment of his sisters led him to not being able to put the guitar down. He would start practicing some chords and practice cool songs that he listened to and wouldn't stop until someone asked him to. Usually one of his sisters demands that he help him out. He really wished that Lola would at least say please and thank you once and a while for being her butler. He even broke a few strings at one point and had to ask Luna if she could lend him some, to which she gave him a pack, happy to see him enjoying playing guitar.

"Well Linc, why don't we come up with some songs to learn so that when we do meet up. Will be ready to jam. We can also discuss what day would be best for us to meet up."

"Sounds good" Lincoln replied as the two got to work figuring out what songs they were going to play.

By the time the bell rang signifying the end of the Lunch period, Lincoln and Anthony got 4 songs figured out and a date for what day the jam would be. They decided on the songs Paranoid by Black Sabbath, Seek and Destroy by Metallica, Man in the Box by Alice in Chains, and Symphony of Destruction by Megadeth. Both of them wanted to do a song by Korn, but realized that it would not sound very good with no bass or singer. They also chose to make plans to jam on Friday.

Lincoln gathered his stuff and said goodbye to Anthony, as he was walking out of the cafeteria door, he accidentally bumped into someone. Turning to see who it was, he realized it was Rusty who was with the rest of his friend group.

"Oh, hey guys, sorry about that Rusty" Lincoln said happily

"No problem Lincoln" Rusty muttered quietly before walking faster away from Lincoln.

Lincoln was confused by Rusty's cold shoulder reaction, he looked up at his friends who were all eyeing him. "What did I do?" Lincoln asked them confused

The group just stared at Lincoln silently before they all started walking faster to catch up to Rusty.

Lincoln started walking to his locker to get some stuff for his next class, he was now really confused, why were all of his friends giving him the silent treatment. "It couldn't be because I'm hanging out with Anthony now," Lincoln thought to himself. He chose to shrug off these thoughts, he should be happy. He's going to jam with Anthony on Friday. He put on his headphones and hit his playlist.

Lincoln got to his locker and put in his combination and opened it. He was sorting through his binder and grabbing books when he suddenly felt his pants being pulled down by a person next to him.

He heard the laughing of people around him as they all saw his exposed boxers. Lincoln didn't even have to see who did this to him. He knew it was Ronnie Anne. Not choosing to give her the anger that she wanted. He simply pulled up his pants and started stuffing his books into his backpack. This surprised the tomboy as usually he would react harshly to her pranks.

Lincoln chose to keep walking forward, trying to drown out his surroundings and just listen to his music. He then suddenly felt a sharp coldness enter his back and rundown. Ronnie Anne dumped ice into his shirt. Again Lincoln, chose to ignore her pranks and kept moving forward, ignoring how cold he felt.

"Hey Lame-O" she yelled, still not satisfied with the results.

As Lincoln headed through the doors into the stairwell. He was suddenly thrust into the wall when he reached the top. Ronnie Anne pinned him to the wall with a look of anger.

"What's up with you today Lame-O, you're not getting mad. What do you think you're above me, you think you're better."

Lincoln simply didn't say anything, this just angered Ronnie Anne even more. Seeing the headphones that he had on his head. She grabbed them and ripped them off.

"I'm talking to you Lame-O" she was almost yelling at this point. She curled her hand into a fist and pulled it back in a threatening way. Lincoln finally spoke.

"Why do you hate me"

Ronnie Anne was surprised by the response, "w-what"

"I said why do you hate me"

"I-I don't hate you"

Lincoln raised his eyebrow, "Seriously Ronnie-Anne, you bully me all the time, you go out of your way to humiliate me, you make me look like a fool, you give me that stupid nickname, you get me into trouble and don't even think about how I feel. All of that sounds like something that someone who hates me would do."

Ronnie Anne was left speechless with what he just said, she let go of him as Lincoln was released from her grasp. She stumbled backwards, trying to process what he said. After a few seconds, she spoke again. "I'm just messing with you, stop being so serious."

Lincoln's anger started to build "Oh I'm sorry if I am being serious, I just don't appreciate all the bullshit that you give me. I already deal with so much crap from my family and Chandler that I'm not too happy about how you act towards me. It fucking pisses me off how you think you can just do this to me and expect me to not be upset about it. I'm a human with feelings you know. So I ask Ronalda again, ``WHY DO YOU HATE ME." Lincoln yelled the last four words as he poked her purple hoodie with each word.

Ronnie Anne was completely shocked, not only had she never seen him get this angry. But he was swearing, something that she had never seen Lincoln do. Not only that, but he also called her Ronalda, her mother only called her that.

The two stared at each other for what felt like eternity before Lincoln muttered something, "Screw this". He snatched his headphones from her and put them back on before moving past her and continued to his next class. Leaving a shocked Ronnie Anne behind.

SCENE CHANGE:

While Lincoln's life seemed to be getting better. Another metalhead was not doing as good. Chris was pretty miserable. He could sum up how he felt in one word, depressed. Ever since the singing tryouts happened, he had become closed off. He wouldn't talk to anyone unless it was absolutely necessary, not that many people wanted to talk to him to begin with. Luna and Sam tried talking to him, but he chose to avoid them at all costs. If he saw them walking towards him, he would turn the other way and hastily walk away. He knew it wasn't their fault for what happened. But he just didn't want to deal with it right now.

He would stay in his room when he was home, blasting music to drown his sorrows away. Only leaving to go to school, have dinner with his family, or use the bathroom. His parents were oblivious to his sudden change, too focused on work to see how their son was feeling. His little sister Emily seemed to be the only one who wanted to make sure he was okay. She would walk into his room and ask if he was okay and give him hugs. He just put on a smile and said everything was okay. If there is one thing he didn't want to ruin, it was Emily's purity of being a kind sweet child.

It was currently lunchtime, and Chris was in line ordering food. He got his food and went to a table that was secluded in a corner. He sat down and started eating while also pulling out his notebook. He found writing in his notebook to be very stress relieving, writing about his personal pains, or drawing whatever he saw. He didn't consider himself very talented besides singing, but damn could he draw.

His thoughts were disrupted when he heard a clunk, he looked up to see a girl had just placed down a tray of food and sat across from him. She looked to be a year younger than him, had her long hair in a ponytail, and wore braces along with a yellow outfit with a flower on it.

"Hey there, names Luan, my schedule got changed and this is my lunch now. Mind if I sit"

Chirs simply gave her a small smile wanting to be polite, "go ahead, names Chris"

Luan started eating as Chris returned to his food and wrote in his notebook. Luan chose to break the ice.

"What you got there Chrissy"

Chris liked the name, "it's just my notebook, I write stuff in it and draw."

"Cool, I got my notebook, its for jokes"

She dug into her backpack and pulled out a yellow book and flipped it open.

"What did the grape say when it got crushed? Nothing, it just let out a little wine. Hahahha get it"

"Yeah" Chris said chuckling

"Here's one, Why was Dumbo sad? He felt irrelephant. hahaha get it"

"Yes Luan I get it"

"One more, So what if I don't know what apocalypse means? It's not the end of the world! Hahaha get it"

Chris burst out laughing at that one which brought a smile to luans face.

"That's funny Luan, but you don't have to say get it after ever joke, it's kind of annoying"

"Thanks for the input Chrissy, appreciate the feedback." she said, scooping up some pudding and eating it.

"So Chrissy, what are your hobbies"

"Oh not much, I'm a big music guy, metalhead"

"Thats cool, you play an instrument"

"No, but I can sing"

"Thats awesome, have you ever been in a band"

Chris frowned at the question and looked down. Luan realizing she probably brought up a sensitive topic, chose to change the subject.

"I saw you were drawing in your notebook, you draw well."

"Thanks, it's just fun for me"

"Do you do portraits"

Chris put his the pencil to his lip thinking, "Not usually, but I can"

"Well can you draw this handsome devil" she said pulling out her marionette Mr Coconuts

Chris was confused by the question, "you want me to draw a portrait of your puppet"

Luan chose to speak through Mr Coconuts, "Names Mr Coconuts, you got a problem bucko"

Chris chose to play along, "No siree, i'll get started right away." flipping to a fresh page and drawing away.

10 minutes passed before Chris yelled and showed Luan what he drew, Luan was shocked at how detailed the drawing was.

Chris ripped the drawing out of his notebook and handed it to her, "Here it's yours"

"Thanks Chrissy, it's perfect," she said, smiling at him.

Just then, the bell rang. Signifying the end of the lunch period. The two gathered their things and walked out of the room together.

"Well Chrissy, i'll see you tomorrow same time" she said

"Yeah, sounds good" the two waved goodbye to each other and parted ways to their respective classes.

As Chris was walking through the halls, he realized something. He was happy.