So I have to admit that I am borrowing the song illustration from LaxChick25 and her story LA Rush which, I think, is a really good story.
Two
My phone went off around five and I grabbed it off the stand with ease. I looked at it and saw that Iggy was calling me. I didn't even have to answer to know what he was going to say and let the call go to my voice mail.
I hopped off my bed and jogged down the stairs with Dylan on my tail. I ran past the kitchen where my mom was baking something that smelled amazing. I went past her and through the door to the garage. Iggy and Nudge were already there. They were sitting on the old couch that had found it's home in my garage, along with a plethora of different things that we had found around our houses and put around my garage so that we had our own little hangout. My mother was kind enough to let us use the garage as long as we kept it somewhat clean.
The floor was covered with different colored carpets that had no particular order to them except one which was where the drums sat. We had gathered a bunch of different Christmas lights and lamps to light up the room and two of the walls were covered in sheet music and posters. We were lucky enough to have two speakers, two amps and microphones. The four of us had all gotten summer jobs to buy the speakers and microphones. Dylan and Iggy had already had the amps with their instruments.
"Max! Why didn't you pick up your phone!" A tall strawberry blond haired boy whined at me, his pale blue eyes were sparkling and I knew that he was pulling my leg- he was also in the same grade as me and Dylan. "After all who wouldn't want to talk to such an amazing person like me?"
The rest of us shot our hands up immediately after he finished speaking. He feigned hurt and I shot him a 'seriously?' look.
I was then attacked by a full human form who was throwing their whole weight at me.
"MAX! OMG you will never believe what I saw at the store today! There was this really cool dress that was all white and it had a corset and there were scull patterns all over it! When I saw it I thought of you so I bought it and now you are going to have to come over to my house to try it on! You and Ella! OMG! We could give you another makeover! Then we could totally do a movie marathon, of your choice, of course, just to make up for the fact that you hate getting a makeover and all!"
That was Nudge. We call her the NC, or the Nudge Channel, at times since all she seems to be good at is talk, on and on and on and on. She is fifteen like Ella and just started her Sophomore year of high school. She has mocha colored skin and hazel brown eyes to match. To top it all of she has bouncy brown curls that sit on the top of her head.
"I guess that's okay Nudge, but right now, lets blow out the speakers." I said smiling down at her. She was about five inches shorter than me even thought I wasn't taller than the other boys there. "By the way, where is Gazzy?"
Iggy was the one to answer. "He said that he had detention today for letting off a stink bomb in the third floor girls bathroom."
"Again? Geezum! I'm glad I didn't use the third floor."
"You better be! That bomb was awesome!" Gazzy's voice came in through the garage's side door. He was in the same grade as Nudge. His bleach blond hair and bright blue eyes made him some sort of small time heart throb in their grade. He also had a twin sister who would come and sing backup for us sometimes. Her name was Angel.
We all smiled at him and took our positions by our instruments and microphones. I was the lead singer standing in front of everyone like the garage door was our audience. Iggy took up his bass and checked to see if it was tuned. Dylan took up the Guitar next to Iggy and tuned his own guitar. Gazzy took his seat behind the drums while Nudge took a seat behind her keyboard.
"So what are we going to play Maxie." Iggy asked from his spot slightly behind me.
"Lets start with I Just Wanna Run."
"Aye aye, Captain!"
Gazzy started to tap out the beat while Dylan and I started the song.
"I just wanna run, hide it away" I sang holding on to the microphone like it was my lifeline.
"Run because they're chasing me down
I just wanna run, throw it away
Run before they're finding me out" The others joined in and the song gained power.
"I just wanna run
"I just wanna run"
We had this song- along with many others- down to a science. If you were to listen to the original song the only difference you would find is my voice and a bit more bass and keys.
"I'm out here all alone
I try to call your house
Can't reach you on the phone
I'll gather up the nerve
I'm packing up my bag
It's more than you deserve
Don't treat me like a drag
"I'm feelin' like I keep on talking
I'm repeating myself,
My words lost all meaning
I keep talking
I repeat myself
"I just wanna run, hide it away"The song gained more power as the course swung around.
"Run because they're chasing me down
I just wanna run, throw it away
Run before they're finding me out
I just wanna run"
"oh, oh, oh" Dylan backed me up with vocals
"I just wanna run"
"oh oh, oh"
"Like a game of chess
I predict your move
I think I know you better
Better than you do
I'm sick of feeling cheap
Cheated and abused
Sick of losing sleep
Thinking about you
"I'm feelin' like I keep on talking
I'm repeating myself,
My words lost all meaning
I keep talking
I repeat myself
"I just wanna run, hide it away
Run because they're chasing me down
I just wanna run, throw it away
Run before they're finding me out
I just wanna run
"oh, oh, oh"
"I just wanna run"
"oh, oh, oh"
"throw it away"
"I just wanna run, hide it away
Run because they're chasing me down
I just wanna run, throw it away
Run before they're finding me out, out
"I just wanna run
"I just wanna run, hide it away
Run because they're chasing me down
I just wanna run, throw it away
Run before they're finding me out
"I just wanna run" I sang out.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey,..." Iggy and Dylan both sang into the same microphone.
"I just wanna run"
"won't find me out, won't find me out" They assisted.
"I just wanna run"
The song ended out and I turned and smiled at my friends. This was one of my favorite things to. Just hang out with the people closest to me and sing. Apparently we were good and we have been in a couple town fairs, but other than that nobody ever heard from us. Well nobody except our parents and siblings since we were usually jamming out at someones house if we were not watching a movie, playing truth or dare, or doing all those other stereotypical teenage things to do. We would also write songs, that was why all the walls were covered in paper. It was all sheet music for each of our parts for one song or another.
.*.*. ~Time Passes To Dinner Time~ .*.*.
The other kids decided to stay the night without my approval. Mom was okay with it thought so I didn't really mind. We were all seated around the table chowing down on burgers and hot dogs along with some mac and cheese. I was sitting next to Dylan who had his leg crossed behind mine and Nudge who was ranting with Ella. Notice the with not the and. They were both talking at the same time and I swear that they were also picking up each others every word. I swear my ear was bleeding.
Next we went straight to the movie watching. We all split up into pairs to pick the movies which came out as me and Dylan, Nudge and Ella, then Gazzy and Iggy.
Nudge and Ella went first, and they picked my only favorite 'chick flick' thought I don't even think you could call it that personally, it is too good. Anyway, first we watched the Princess Bride. (A/N:: I love this movie ^_^ what Max said is exactly how I feel about it though) Next Gazzy and Iggy picked out Kick Ass which was also an excellent pick. Finally Me and Dylan picked Batman The Dark Knight Rises which was my favorite newer movie.
By the time that the movie did finish everyone was asleep, except me and Dylan. I personally can not sleep with the light of the TV in my face or the abnormal sounds of the movie so I stayed awake through all of them. Dylan was just barely awake staring at me, and knowing him he wouldn't go to sleep until I was fast asleep with my head on his shoulder.
"You don't have to wait for me, stupid." I said without a thought about it.
"Well I wanted to. Plus I didn't want to until you did or..." the rest of his sentence dropped off.
"Or what?"
"Or maybe you kissed me goodnight?" he suggested but it sounded more like a question.
"Nope, not going to happen." I said nonchalant, again. Apparently this was not the right answer.
"What the hell Max?!" I turned to look at him the light of the credits lit up his face enough for me to see that he was actually frustrated. I raised an eyebrow at him in question. "We have been together for what, like, two an a half years?! And you won't even let me go past holding your hand or giving you an occasional hug! What is with you? I thought that maybe after this long that something might have happened! I thought that maybe I may be the right guy for you after this long."
I looked him straight in the face. I had already told him many times that I wouldn't share anything 'romantic' unless I was sure it was the right person to share it with. With Dylan, I just hadn't felt that spark or felt the warmth of him when he touched me or any of that other stuff that is 'suppose' to happen between two people that 'loved' each other. I couldn't just hand out my 'love'... not after him.
"Sorry, Dylan." I whispered pulling my knees up to my chin, I was sitting on the our black leather couch that sat next to two squishy arm chairs in the basement common aria.
"I can't do this anymore." Dylan stood up looking down at me. I didn't move. Personally I didn't mind him leaving. If he couldn't get through my barriers then he probably wasn't the right guy for me. "Bye, Max. I'm quitting the band too. I don't want to deal with you and your patheticness."
I just sat there unmoving.
He left the house slamming the door.
Surprisingly I was happy.
Please R&R! I made this chapter a little longer than I am used to but I hope you like it! For those who are following Wildfire I will update that one tomorrow. ^_^
Fly on,
FangAKat