Hello, hello. So here is chapter 3! a quick CAUTION to sensitive readers, there is swearing in this chapter. not much but still, just a warning. Hope you like this little story, the next chapter shouldn't take too long to post. Enjoy!~~

~Tag Artina and Robin Ergovitz to the main office please! Tag Artina and Robin Ergovitz.~ The voice on the loud speaker seemed different today, maybe the office lady was sick, she sounded like a dying cat. I stood up from my desk in English and made my way to the office, expectation to meet Tag there. I saw Nathaniel walking towards the office ahead of me as Tag tapped my shoulder from behind.

"What do you think this is about?" She questioned me, expecting some horror story to spill from my lips. We heard a loud clatter from up the hall.

"Ha! Told ya you'd pay! You wanted to be in a picture? Well now you are!" We raced to the office to see paint flooding the doorway.

"Wait, Nat?! No, you weren't supposed to be here!"

"Amber what is going on?" Standing inside the doorway was a furious Nathaniel covered from head to toe in black and green paint. No doubt meant for Tag and myself.

"Nathaniel, what happened?" I was genuinely concerned.

"Amber I don't know what you were thinking, but this will not go ignored. I've had enough of your shenanigans." Amber looked terrified, I don't think she's ever seen her brother like this before. She ran out of the room, jumping over the paint pool, and glared as she passed us. Her friends were close behind. The paint was definitely meant for us.

"I don't know what's gotten into her."

After that Nathaniel went home to clean up, but he didn't come back to school that day. Turns out Amber gone through the trouble of distracting the office workers and taken over the intercom, so Tag and I just went back to class afterwards.

"You think Nat will finally snitch on his sister?"

"He has to, there's no way she could get off with only a warning." I replied. We had stayed late that day to try and find Nathaniel, but no dice, he had stayed home. So we found ourselves in the music room talking. Tag wanted to join the music club so she set up a meeting with Mr. Ungar, the band director, I however would never restrict myself by means of an instructor.

I was sitting on the piano bench with Tag nearby. BANG! The doors to the band room slammed open and in walked an angry Castiel. He looked over at me sitting on the piano bench.

"What are you doing here?" He said exasperated. I didn't know why he was so angry as he sat down, guitar propped on his knee.

"Nice to see you too Red. I'm waiting for Ungar."

"Ah, jeez. Don't tell me you're joining the music program. I thought you were cooler than that Little Bird!" He was softening, still angry but… wait, did he just call me Little Bird?

"No." was all I could pain myself to say. Tag looked at me like I was a time bomb, knowing the nickname instantly.

"So, Castiel, you broke a string?" Tag said trying to avert my attention from what Cas had said. Cas hadn't noticed my reaction, still focused on how to fix his guitar strings.

"Yeah the A string."

"Hey maybe Robin will go get you a new one while I wait for Ungar!"

"Yeah ok." I said sheepishly.

"Hey no one's asking you to." He said noticing my distance.

"Dude just shut up a second." Castiel got up leaving his guitar and exited the room.

I left and headed for the dollar store. What brand did he say he used? Shit, he didn't say. I grabbed a few different brands of A string and headed for the counter.

"Will that be all Miss?"

"Yeah thanks." Why did he have to call me Little Bird, of all the nicknames… I walked back into the band room. Castiel had returned and I handed him the packs of strings.

"I didn't know what kind to get."

"Hey you shouldn't have done that. What a waste of money."

"You could just say 'thanks' you know." I smirked and Tag smiled at my recovery. Castiel paused a second and his cheeks reddened.

"Yeah, thanks." A soft hint of a smile chanced over his face, but was gone as he busied himself replacing the A string. Tag scooted over to me as I sat at the piano. She wined and I responded with confusion. She whispered,

"Play something!" I shook my head vigorously. Castiel looked up and snickered.

"What's the matter Little Bird?"

"Dude, stop calling her that!" Tag stood up, hands balled into fists, rigid at her sides.

"Woah, calm down. It's just a nickname. Plus, I don't see her complaining. You're the only one with a prob-"

"Stop. " I said darkly. I didn't want Tag to get into any fights with Red. "You want me to play something?" I stood up and grabbed my guitar from the corner.

"Woah, you play?" He looked at me skeptically. Pulling out my custom Kirk Hammett guitar I tuned in seconds. It was black with silver ivy climbing up the body, dotted with three large red roses. The neck was silver with a soft pink butterfly on every other fret.

"What should I play?" I looked up at Tag. She didn't need to answer.

"Come on, that's not yours, put it back." Cas joked, still not comprehending that I could play guitar. I plugged into a small amp near the wall. And I played. Slow at first, the intro came out dark and lulling, but picked up to a full gallop, my fingers dancing on the frets like lightning in the clouds. Jumping explosively as I played a frenetic storm on my guitar. I didn't have to look up, I knew I had convinced Red, and the very thought made me smirk at his shock. I finished on a long dissipating five-note chord.

"That was way better than the song I was thinking of." Tag said, her eyes wide.

"Well what song were you thinking of?!" I shouted terrified.

"How'd you learn to do that?" I had forgotten he was there for a second.

"I've been playing since I was about five. My parents forced me to learn a whole bunch of instruments when I was young."

"That's it?"

"There's supposed to be more?"

"Girl didn't you hear yourself?"

"You know you shouldn't hide that voice of yours, it really is as amazing as your guitar skills." Stated Cas, his cheeks rozing over.

"He's right, that song you just sang, did you write it?"

"I wasn't singing." I was super confused now.

"You weren't at first, you kinda started in the middle of a sentence, it took a bit to understand what you were saying." Tag was looking at me like I was crazy.

"I … didn't even notice."

"Man even I can't play like that. Ok, you got me. What's your prize?" He was teasing me, good mood. *Internal sigh of relief*

Tag and I stayed home from school the next day because we got in trouble for using the band room without permission or supervision after hours. We didn't want the put up with the disapproving glances.

"Ok girl, what's up?"

"Whaddya mean?"

"I say the way you and Red were lookin' at each other!"

"Come on Artie! You can't be serious? Artie he's insensitive."

"No he's clueless. Difference. He just doesn't know, that doesn't mean he doesn't care." She had a point, but I wasn't planning on caving in to Red's tsaundre attitude.

"Hey, let's do something."

"Like?" I had no idea what she was planning.

"C'mon let's go!"

"Wait, Tag, Where are you taking me?" She grabbed my arm and dragged me to the Lightning GT.

Tag pulled into a full parking lot – strange for a Wednesday – and got out of the car. The lot was connected to a big movie theatre (or so I thought). We walked up to the front door where we were met by a large security guard, a bouncer. Music and screaming were muffled by the walls and doors.

"Are you on the list?" He scowled down at us.

"Yeah, Tag Artina and Robin Ergovitz." Tag said authoritatively.

"Oh! Go right on in!" He didn't even look at his list, just motioned to the door.

"Tag, what is this place? Why did that bouncer know who we are?"

"This is that thing you saw me signing up for when I first moved in. This is The Hall (a building made for large indoor concerts). I signed us up as VIPs using your debit card." The doors opened and we were berated by the sounds of screaming fans and a guitar playing 'Through the Never' by Metallica.

"Tag I don't know what you've gotten us into but I'm loving you right now!" Most of the people were 21+. The VIP passes gave us unlimited access to any band that happened to be playing at The Hall and all the additions to the building including bar access.

Someone in a black 'Reign the Day' t-shirt offered us beer.

"No thanks man, we don't drink." He just shrugged. We stayed at The Hall for about four hours just listening to this new band called 'Saved by Your Humanity.' They were pretty good. We were offered drinks by at least five guys brave enough to approach our hysterical dancing. I accidentally hit one of them in the nose. We didn't take any of the drinks, sticking to our no drinking policy. Tag managed to convince a boy to dance with her. She dragged him out to the middle of the group leaving me on my own.

"Hey there, didn't expect to see you here Birdie." I knew that sweet, mocking voice. I looked at my phone, 3:21. School was out, but how did Castiel get in here? I turned around to see Red smile at me.

"I didn't expect to be here." I shouted over the crowd. He gave me a questioning look. "Tag signed us up as VIPs."

"Woah! I didn't know she could afford that! Those spots are crazy expensive! Maybe I should hang out with you guys more often." He chuckled.

"Yeah, well she used my debit." He gave me a surprised questioning look. I struggled to come up with an explanation for my profound wealth without involving my parents. I failed. So all I said was, "My parents." He didn't ask any more. "Speaking of expensive, how'd you get in here?"

"Well I can't come too often, but I heard that Winged Skull would be playing at 4:00, so I couldn't pass it up." I had heard of Winged Skull, a new, popular, metal band that played occasionally on the radio. I hadn't heard much of their music, but they were really good. I hung out with Castiel until Tag returned alone.

"Scare him off yet?" I taunted.

"Yeah, it was fun, but after about 30 seconds of the Slap Tango, he'd had enough. I don't get it, what's wrong with the Slap Tango?"

"Nothing, he just wasn't cool enough to realize he awesome power our dance contains." I replied.

"What the hell is the 'Slap Tango'?" Castiel looked perplexed and horrified. I smiled up at Castiel then at Tag, who seemed to get my silent message.

"Slap Tango," I said, "is a dance that Tag and I created during dance class in gym one year." Tag took the opportunity of Cas's distraction and pounced.

"Gah! What the f*ck?!" Tag took hold of Castiel's shoulder and right hand and began to tango, dragging him along with her to the beat of 'Devil May Cry' by Winged Skull. She jerked him around, never releasing her grip on his hand so he couldn't escape. Each time she yanked him in close she slapped him. On the face, the thigh, the um… a$$? I think that's what she just did. A crowd began to gather around this uncanny display. When the song ended on a loud B chord Tag finally released Cas and we both looked at him for a minute, laughing. He stumbled for a bit before finally tripping and falling face-first into my breasts. He got back up, rubbing his forehead with his palm.

"Sorry." A soft growl escaped from his throat. Tag is wide-eyed trying not to laugh at how stupid he looked while they were dancing. I began to notice laughter. Not Tag's but lots of laughter from all over. I looked up to see the crowd of people that had gathered, which was now laughing at Castiel's misfortune. The music had now stopped.

"Hey! Down there! Uhh. Red!" Castiel looked up. The lead singer, Markus Blue, from Winged Skull was shouting at him. "Hey you and your two friends, come up here a second." Castiel hopped up on the stage as Tag and I weeded our way through the slightly parted crowd.

"Say man, what's your name?" Asked Markus.

"Castiel." Poor Red, he looked so confused.

"That was some dance you and your friend just did. What's it called?"

"The Slap Tango!" Piped Tag. The audience was quiet aside from some chuckles.

"The Slap Tango? And how exactly was this, you know, invented, Beautiful?" He motioned us over to the mic.

"Well Rob and I were in gym class a few years ago and it was the dance unit. We had to learn the tango so Rob and I paired up, like we always do. But see, the tango wasn't super interesting, so Rob and I started goofing off. We bumped into someone and Rob's hand smacked me in the face. So I slapped back, and the Slap Tango was born!" She ended dramatically and the crowd began to laugh.

"So who's this Rob fella? He your boyfriend?"

"No, but she's my hot lesbian lover!" She walked over and grabbed my ass and we both broke down laughing. Castiel didn't look too good.

"Hey Castiel, you play man? I'm sure your lovely lady friends would love to hear you!" The crowd cheered.

"Yeah, but if you want something real special, ask Robin. Birdie's hand for guitar is something else!" Did he just volunteer me to perform in front of a thousand people? My eyes went wide as he motioned attention to me.

"Hey, who wants a guest performer? Let's hear it for Robin!" Shouted Markus.

I cannot believe Castiel just convinced Markus Blue to have me play. Why would he do this? I will get him for this!

Tag was ecstatic as I stepped up .

"You trying to replace me?" Chuckled Sam Alexander, the lead guitarist. He handed me his guitar.

"You sure 'bout this?" Markus looked at me as I fumbled with the strap. Nerves. Cas nodded and smirked at me.

"Ok let's go. Ladies and fuckers," he shouted into the microphone, "This is 'Youth and Whiskey'!" I knew this song. The drums kicked in and my fingers flew to the notes, the band looked shocked but continued. The drums pounded thunder blasts behind me as our musical storm came to a crescendo of a guitar solo. Finally we ended on a fast chopped note. The crowd went nuts for Markus.

"That was awesome Rob!" I heard Tag shouting behind me. I turned around to see Tag jumping up and down, but no Castiel. Where' he go?

"Robin! Hey, that was fantastic, I was worried at first, but you're incredible! You can go far with talent like that!" commented Sam. "Hey where'd Red go?"

"I was about to ask the same, Tag?"

"I don't know. About half way through the song he just up and left." I got concerned and headed for the door.

"Hey where do you think you're going?" I heard Tag shout. I didn't turn around and simply said,

"To find Red."

"Are they like, an item?" asked Markus.

"Yeah, but neither of them will admit it."

Cliff hanger! Wow! that was chapter 3! Exciting right! the next chapter will be up soon, so wait patient my pretties!

~FC