Where The Music Goes

by Craddy

An AU, Nick and Finnick are teenagers. I will use some real-life venues/songs to supplement the story, typically in the indie rock genre. I'll list songs at the bottom of each chapter, I keep all of them on my playlist on spotify, which has many more, so don't hesitate to ask about it! Pls comment! Thx! Finnick and Nick have an opportunity to create a real band. Their life's work.

2. Chapter 2

"How in the name of everlasting fuck could we forget the name !?"

Finnick was livid. So was Nick. In the process of writing more song (Middle Fingers,

Attica '71, Halfway to Nowhere) they had completely forgotten a name for their project. So when Finnick's Uncle called to get a name so he could list them in a couple shows, he was understandably thrown off when he learned of this.

"Look, it's fine. Let's just both write down like 5 potential names on a post it, then reconvene" Nick stated.

Finnick sighed. "Alright, 15 minutes sound good?"

"Yep".

Nick immediately got to work. Within 8 minutes he was ready. He looked down at the post-it note, and he reviewed.

San Malo

Saint Bad

Crown Me

Order/Disorder

Lady Nebula

Finnick took a little more time, but made it to 5 by the end of the 15 minutes. He stared down, and was somewhat satisfied with the results.

Mister Doe

The Fix-Its

Black Dog Showdown

The (Broken) Pieces

King Deserted

"I kinda like Black Dog Showdown, but it sounds a bit heavy". Nick was apparently reading over the fennec's shoulder.

"I was worried about that. Not Mister Doe ?"

"No, it's a bit too much weirdness ".

"I actually really like Saint Bad".

"Yeah, that was my favorite too.".

The fennec asked, "Is that the verdict? Saint Bad it is ?"

"Let's go with it".

With a name in mind, they called the fennec's Uncle Mack with a name and a timeline to have an 8 song repertoire, just enough time for a good opening gig.

"Alright, wanna run through Middle Fingers one more time before we upload it ?"

"Yeah, let's go for it". Finnick said as he picked up his bass and began the keyboard.

I am tired of seeing pretty people everywhere

I am not a model, middle fingers in the air

I used to drink whiskey, now I'm stuck with Perrier

I'm an alcoholic, middle fingers in the air

At that point, they entered the loud, punchy chorus.

I'll just keep on throwing middle fingers in the air

I'll just keep on throwing middle fingers in the air

I don't like the music other people tend to share

Hate your loser lyrics, middle fingers in the air

I'm a starving artist nowhere close to millionaire

I prefer my Kia, middle fingers in the air

I'll just keep on throwing middle fingers in the air

I'll just keep on throwing middle fingers in the air

I'm a simple loner who the hell thinks that I care

I am not the party, middle fingers in the air

This part was difficult. Nick had to seamlessly transition from singing to modulating the voice he just made without any sort of timing mistake. Yet, he made it look easy.

I'll just keep on throwing middle fingers in the air

I'll just keep on throwing middle fingers in the air

Finnick sang backup near the end.

(I'll just keep on, keep, keep on)

(I'll just keep on, keep, keep on)

I'll just keep on throwing middle fingers in the air.

"Sounds good to me" said the fennec.

"Alright, here goes nothing". The orange fox moved the .wav into the "file upload" box and pressed upload. They now had technically released their first track. Only time would tell how successful it could be.