I'm so sorry you guys! I did a double update on the other sites and forgot to do one on here! D:
So, you guys are special and get a triple update. ^^
Anyhow, I hope you enjoy these chapters. Personally, I didn't like 26. I think it sucks.
But anyhow, enjoy!
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I walked down the hall, coming to a stop in front of our game room. Yes, a game room. Hell, we had enough money for it so why not?
I walked in and saw Rosemary and Cory playing Foosball and smiled at the two as they chatted. It was nice to see, honestly. Rosemary never really brought any friends home and she mainly kept to herself, so it was nice to see her talking to someone her own age and having fun.
"Jack!" Cory greeted as he saw his friend walk in behind me. He stopped his game and ran over to the entity with a grin. "Allie's sister is so cool, she taught me how to play Foosball! It's a blast!" LJ grinned down at the kid and laughed.
"Really now?" He asked. "Are you winning?" Cory then pouted, crossing his arms and looking down.
"No, she's beating me every time." He muttered, but then looked up with determination. "But I'm going to beat her! Just watch!" He rushed back over to the table and I laughed, walking up to my sister.
"Are you showing of your mean Foosball skills?" I asked as she nodded.
"You know it!" She replied gleefully. "Gonna win my third game in a row!"
"Rosemary, go easy on the kid." My aunt chuckled from the couch which sat in front of a huge flat screen. "He's just started."
"Easy is for chumps!" Rosemary declared. I laughed and looked over to LJ, who was looking around with a frown.
"What dude?" I asked as he looked at me.
"Where in the holy f-hell did you get all the money for this?" He asked, waving his hands to all the games and such. I put a hand on my hip and smiled.
"My mom is an online teacher, so she does a lot of her work from home. Not only that but she tutors as well. That and my friends and I started our own little band a few years back and we do a lot of cover songs. Top name bands seem to really like us and they sometimes sponsor shows we do. Oh, and Dalton likes to stream games. He's pretty funny and he gets a lot of donations from people." LJ raised a brow at my explanation.
"Oh really…?" He muttered. "Jesus Christ you've got a weird family."
"No kidding." I agreed just as Frankie walked in.
"Yo, Allie!" He greeted and walked up to me, slinging an arm around my shoulder. "How goes it with your pest problem?" I snorted.
"Yeah, there ain't nothing to kill those asshats." I replied. "But, uh, my aunt has a friend that's going to help us out."
"Ooh, what kind of friend?" He implied, wiggling his brows as I shoved him.
"Ew, gross, get out of here." I laughed, wrinkling my nose. My aunt frowned at us but we just laughed harder.
"Sorry, ma'am." Frankie apologized. "I didn't mean it."
"Liar." I said as I elbowed him. "What're you doing here anyways?"
"Oh, shit, that's right." Frankie muttered. "Matty wanted me to come get you. We're doing some practice in the basement and wanted to know if you're able to come today."
"Practice?" Cory asked, looking at us.
"Yeah! My sis and her friends are beasts when it comes to music!" Rosemary bragged. "Wanna go watch? They don't mind!" Cory looked like it was Christmas and he just got the toy he's always wanted.
"Well, we won't mind." I said playfully. "Matt'll just give you the stink eye. Just sic Rosemary on him if he does. He'll run." Rosemary giggled and Cory smiled. LJ just looked at us like we were aliens.
"Hey, you can come too, LJ." I stated. "I mean, no one can really see you anyways."
"Who?" Frankie asked, brows furrowed.
"Cory's friend that few can see." I replied, heading out of the room. They all followed as we headed down to the studio in the basement.
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I tapped my mic, hearing some feedback and wincing slightly. I motioned for Matthew to turn down the gain a bit before tapping it again and giving a thumbs up. Frankie strummed his guitar, tuning it to make sure it sounded right.
"We ready?" I asked as my bandmates as they all looked up at me.
"Ready!" Amy stated with her bass and mic.
"Good to go here." Roxy said at the drums.
"Aha!" Frankie laughed and we turned to him. "Guitar's nice and tuned… Ready!" I rolled my eyes and looked at Katherine, who gave me a curt nod at her piano. I nodded back and looked at Matthew, who pushed the intercom button to talk with us inside the room.
"You guys set?" He asked and we all nodded. "Good. Let's start with something upbeat, fast." I nodded and looked at my bandmates.
"Holiday?" I asked and they grinned and nodded as Frankie started with the guitar intro. I closed my eyes and let the music begin to flow through me, grinning as I felt the first verse begin to near.
"Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like an Armageddon flame.
The shame
The ones who died without a name."
"Hear the dogs howling out of key
To a hymn called "Faith and Misery"
And bleed
The company lost the war today."
The beat picked up as the chorus began, Frankie and Amy assisting in the vocals as we all played flawlessly.
"I beg to dream and differ
From the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the last
Of our lives"
The music paused for a split moment.
"On holiday." My voice rang out, dragging out the last part of the word as Frankie strummed his guitar like in the intro for a few seconds before the rest of the band joined in once again.
"Hear the drum pounding out of key
Another protester has crossed the line
To find
The money's on the other side."
Can I get another Amen?
There's a flag wrapped around a score of men
A gag
A plastic bag on a monument."
Once again the music picked up as the chorus began once again.
"I beg to dream and differ
From the hollow lies.
This is the dawning of the last
Of our lives.
"On holiday!" The word didn't drag out like the time before as I pulled away from the mic, letting my bandmates play the instrumental part of the song. After a few moments, the music calmed until just the guitar and drums were lightly playing. I smiled as the bridge of the song came up and Frankie stepped up to his mic.
"Zieg Heil to the president Gasman
Bombs away is your punishment!
Pulverize the Eiffel towers
Who criticize your government!
Bang bang goes the broken glass and
Kill all the fags that don't agree!
Trails by fire
Setting fire
Is not a way that's meant for me
Just cause
Just cause, because we're outlaws yeah!"
As the last two words were sung the beat and music picked up once more, flowing straight into the chorus again.
"I beg to dream and differ
From the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the last
Of our lives
"I beg to dream and differ
From the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the last
Of our lives"
"This is our lives on holiday." I sang the last of the lyrics as we played the last few chords of the music, Frankie strumming his guitar for the last time as he looked over at me.
"Hey, that was good, yeah?" He asked and I nodded.
"Yeah, pretty good." I replied. "Not as slow as before either so we're doing better.
"Hey, quit chatting. We don't have time for this." Matt scolded and I flipped him off. He shook his head and motioned for us to continue to our next song.
