Title: Listen to the Beat of Your Own Guitar?
Rating: T for swearing
Characters: Members of My Chemical Romance and a few O.C's
Disclaimer: I do own the band My Chemical Romance, only the few O.C's I placed in the story.
Pairing: MikeyxOC or FrankxOC can't decide yet...
Random: Second chapter! :D I got so bored, that I decided to update! Have fun and review at end!
Luna tossed the scrap of paper, also known as her squedual, and walked out of her last period class. She survived her first day of a new school, intact and unharmed. Sighing, Luna tucked a piece of her white hair behind her ear and made her way to her locker.
Students filled the hallways, all trying to get to their lockers and to the buses before they left. Laughter and chattering filled the hallways, but that soon came to a stop once each and everyone of them exited the building. The only sound that echoed the halls was the sound of Luna's white/grey converse, as she walked.
Luna made it to her locker, just as the buses were leaving. Since she didn't take the bus, she could be as slow as she wanted. As she entered her combintation, chatter filled the hallway again, though this time the voices seemed fimiliar. "Gerard, you went to first period and lunch fine. I'm just telling you, it's not smart to get drunk before school begins!"
Luna quickly placed her books in her locker, only keeping two of her notebooks, and shut the locker door. She began to turn and leave untill a hand grabbed her shoulder. Turning she saw that it was Ray, and the other guy from lunch. Ray gave her a smile, before saying, "Luna! So glad I found you! You remember Gerard, right?"
Ray nuddged his head towards the black haired kid behind him. Luna looked at him, and nodded slowly. "Um, sorta. Wasn't he like out of it at lunch today?"
Ray let out a stiffled chuckle, while patting Luna on the head. "Yep! Glad you remember, 'cuz old Gerard here doesn't seem to remember you at all!" Luna looked at Gerard, who did the same. He walked over to her and Ray and began to observe her.
"Ray, I'm pretty sure I would remember someone like this," he said, as he stopped to look at the band Luna had on her shirt. "Nice, The Chemical Brothers She's got good taste." He gave a thumbs up to her as he smiled. "I like her!"
Ray sighed, "He said the same thing at lunch."
Luna nodded, "Yeah, didn't he say I talked more than that Bob guy or whatever," she pointed out. Ray nodded.
"Yeah, he did."
~...~
After a few minutes of Q&A with Gerard, he learned that her favorite band was Smashing Pumpkins, her favorite color was onyx, and that her mother named her Luna becasue she was born during a lunar eclipse, the three found themselves headed towards the music room. Luna had never been in there and Ray was explaining to her that this is where their band practices every day. "Do you guys have a name yet?"
Gerard shook his head, "Nope! We can't seem to think of anything." Luna nodded in response.
"Yeah, but we'll think of something, right Gerard?" Ray said, as he jumped from each tile, like a little kid. Gerard smiled at his friend and nodded.
"Yep! Our band is full of the smartest people ever!" He boasted, making Luna giggle. The three contintinued down the empty hallway, untill they all came apon a door labeled 'Music room' in big golden letters. Ray stepped forward and opened it, letting Luna and Gerard walk in first.
Luna gasped at how big it was, it was much bigger than the studio she goes to everyday. Gerard saw this and smiled. "Big, ain't it?" He said, as Luna nodded slowly. She wandered the room, picking up random instruments. There was a Fender Bass guitar , which Luna thought was cool. A Gibson Les Paul right and a Epiphone Les Paul, were right across from the bass guitar, which made her smile.
"Who's are these?" She asked Ray. He walked over and picked up the one with the mahogany body and played it.
"This one is mine," he said, playing another few chords, before ending his little song. Luna nodded and picked up the other one. It was beautiful, and had the word' Pansy' on it, in big black stickers. The body itself was a bright white, almost like Luna's hair. She put the strap over her neck and grabbed the guitar pick off the table next to her.
She began to strum it, and played a few chords. Soon, it began to turn into a full song. Gerard began to tap his foot on the ground, as he began to pick up the beat of the song. Ray grabbed a pick from his pocket and got ready, just incase he knew the song. Just before Luna began to sing, the door opened and two fiugres made their way in, but no one noticed becasue the sound of the guitar was drowing the noise out.
I got a lot to say to you
Yeah, I got a lot to say
I noticed your eyes are always glued to me
Keeping them here
And it makes no sense at all
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
Crush
Crush
Crush
Crush, crush
(Two, three, four!)
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
Just the one, two i was just counting on
That never happens
I guess I'm dreaming again
Let's be more than this
If you want to play it like a game
Well, come on, come on, let's play
Cause I'd rather waste my life pretending
Than have to forget you for one whole minute
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
Crush
Crush
Crush
Crush, crush
(Two, three, four!)
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
Just the one, two i was just counting on
That never happens
I guess I'm dreaming again
Let's be more than this now
Rock and roll, baby
Don't you know that we're all alone now?
I need something to sing about
Rock and roll, hey (Hey!)
Don't you know, baby, we're all alone now?
I need something to sing about
Rock and roll, Hey
Don't you know, baby, we're all alone now?
Give me something to sing about
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
Just the one, two i was just counting on
That never happens
I guess I'm dreaming again
Let's be more than this
No, oh
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
Just the one, two I was just counting on
That never happens
I guess I'm dreaming again
Let's be more than
More than this
Luna's voice drowned out just as she strummed her last chord. Her arms fell to her sides and she looked down to the ground. Gerard and Ray clapped at the preformance and Luna looked up, smiling at them. She took the strap off and put the guitar back on the stand, placing the guitar pick back on the table.
"Luna, that was great!" Ray said, as he put his guitar back. He put his guitar pick back in his pocket and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Why didn't you tell us you could play?"
Luna looked up at him and shrugged her shoulders, "Well you guys never asked. And I'm not that great." Gerard stood in his place, hands in his pockets, and smiled. He turned his head towards the door and nudged his head towards Luna. Luna looked to where Gerard was lloking, and saw two figures.
Mikey and Frank.
Luna felt her face heat up as she began to play with a piece of her hair. Both made their way over to her and smiled. Mikey gave her a high-five saying 'That was great', while Frank gave her a hug.
"You can play Pansy? I thought I was the only one who could!" Frank said, as he picked up the guitar. Luna looked at him in confusion, before nodding slowly.
"So, thats your guitar?" Frank nodded while placing the strap around his neck. He grabbed his guitar pick from his jean's pocket and begna to tune 'Pansy.' Luna watched as mikey grabbed the bass, and did the same. Gerard sighed and grabbed a mic, and Ray grabbed his guitar again.
The door opened, startling all but Gerard. A blonde made his way in, heading towards a drum set in the back. Luna looked at him closley, before realizing that it was the blonde from lunch, Bob. Catching her staring, Bob sent her a glare, causing Luna to jump. She quickly turned away and watched Mikey and Frank, who were now talking.
In Mikey's hand was a piece of paper. Frank was looking over it as Mikey explained something to him. Frank nodded in response and Mikey put the paper down on a table. "Gerard, we're ready!" Mikey said. Gerard nodded in respose, and talked into the mic.
"Testing, testing. One, two, three! Hello, Luna! Can you hear me?" He joked into the mic. Luna laughed at his antic and nodded.
"Loud and clear, Gerard!" She gave him a thumbs up, before settling herself in a chair. She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and watched at the five of them settled in their places. Frank and Mike began to play a tune while Bob began the beat. Gerard put the mic near his mouth, ready to sing, but was stopped when there was a loud knock on the door.
"Luna Abigal Miller!" A man shouted from outside the door. Luna froze in fear as the door slammed open. In the doorway was a man, in his late 30's. His clothes were covered in stains and his face was a yellowish color. His eyes looked as if they would glaze over anytime soon, and he reaked of alcohol. The band set their eyes on the man as he wobbled over to Luna.
"D-dad?"
...This cahpter, I had no insperation for. i just typed up some random crap, so I hope you like it! :D REviews are nice, even if it doesn't make sense, I just had to write something down, and this is what was in my head. Flames will be used to burn things that I hate. *Miley Cyrus,Justin Beiber,and other random things!*