I Must Be Dreaming Chapter 24: Stage Set and Music Stores, a grojband fanfic

Lenny's POV

Today was my first practice rehearsal with the songs me and Lane wrote over night. I hummed one of my old songs as I set up the mini stage in our garage. It was a new song I wrote when I was trying to write normal. It's actually now that bad. The only problem was that it was a more pop then rock. I was setting the mics up when I started singing to my self. "I don't know why you always get so insecure. I wish you could see what I see when you're looking in the mirror and why won't you believe me when I say that to me you get more beautiful, everyday. When you're looking at the magazines and thinking that you'll never measure up. You're wrong." I made sure the mic was at Laney's height. "Cause you're my cover, cover girl. I think you're a superstar, yeah you are. Why don't you know? Yeah, you're so pretty that it hurts. It's what's underneath your skin, the beauty that shines within. You're the only one that rocks my world. My cover girl. Oh, my cover girl." I felt weird singing something like this so decided to sing one of my old songs. "I won't fade away. Like a flame burnt out. You're a shadow of yourself. A memory blacked out. The bridge has been burned down. Less is learned in time. When you fade to the background Will you take my hand? We will walk this road. We can change the map. I won't fade away. I know you've been hurt, but I will swear to stay." I started to set Mike's mic over the drum set's side. Making sure it didn't echo the crash. "Almost done." I then put up the final mic, setting it to my height and then turned to the three amps behind me. I sighed as I started to push the amp onto Laney's side. "Hey Lens." I stopped what I was doing and looked over to see it was Carrie. I didn't know what happened, but my heart started racing. "Hey Care. What's up?" She giggled at me and pointed to the amps. "I should be asking you the same thing. Rehearsal for the battle of the bands?" I nodded and started pushing the amp again. "I'm the one that always has to set up the amps and mics." She gave a confused look. "Why?" I sighed. " I always lose in Rock, Paper, Scissors." She started to laugh. I blushed lightly and began to push the amp again. "Need any help?" I shrugged and started pushing the amp at it's final destination. "If you can test Mike's drums. I want to make sure he has enough room to move his arms around." She nodded and walked over to the drums as I started to push the other amp to my side of the stage. She was a pretty good drummer. "Yeah, he was enough room. What else?" I then plugged in the amp. "Can you go plug in that amp? I forgot to." Care nodded and started walking over to Lane's side amp. I then moved the last amp to the back. It was aback up just in case one of them blew a fuse. "Thanks Care." I said as I dusted off my hands. "No prob Lens. Oh yeah. Here." She tossed me my hood from just two days ago. "Thanks." I nearly forgot about the black and red hood in my hands. She smiled. "Thanks for allowing me to use it again. Sorry you got soaked." I chuckled at the memory. "It's alright. I got a lecture about it though." We both laughed then. "Lectures. Hate them just a much as math." I shrugged. "Math homework is worst." She shivered as I laughed. "True. Horribly true." I smiled at her as she laughed. This is why I hate having crushes on best friends, they always seems to make everything awkward after you confess, and if it goes down wrong, you'll lose your best friend in the process.

Laney's POV

I smiled as I walked down the street. The reason why I was doing this is because Mike broke his drum sticks and because I lost to him in rock, paper,and scissors. Hopefully I can make it to the music store before it rains again. i decided to start listing to one of my favorite songs that I wrote.

Somebody make a move
Somebody make a move
Please Somebody

Test my reality
Check if there's a weak spot
Clingin' to insanity
In hopes the world will ease up

Try to make it look like it's all somehow getting better
'Cause I know how to play it pretty good against the measure
Everyone started out a little insane
But we learn pretty quick how to fake it for the game
But some of you never learned to drop the act
So under that skin of yours: a heart attack

'Cause everybody's so scared
We don't wanna go there
We don't wanna make a move
We got all our lives to lose
Screaming in the dark while we just play our part out
I play along
Like I don't know what's going on

Somebody make a move
Somebody make a move
Please somebody make a move
We all know
We all know what's going on

And if I had the answers I'd have written them out
So I can tell you what to do and what this thing is about
But all I've ever learned comes second-hand
And I dare not preach what I don't understand

You and I; we share the same disease
Cover up; compromise what we grieve
I've let more than my share of revivals die
This isn't pretty but it's what I am tonight

Somebody make a move
Somebody make a move
Please somebody make a move
We all know
We all know what's going on

Pointing my fingers the problems still linger
They keep getting bigger and I hold the trigger
Running with fire, I live like a liar
Please somebody make a move

Somebody make a move (I'm pointing my fingers)
Somebody make a move (The problems still linger)
Somebody make a move (I'm pointing my fingers)
Somebody
Somebody make a move

'Cause everybody's so scared
We don't wanna go there
We don't wanna make a move
Screaming in the dark while we just play our part out
I play along

'Cause everybody's so scared
We don't wanna go there
We don't wanna make a move
We got all our lives to lose
Screaming in the dark while we just play our part out
I'll play along
Like I don't know what's going on

Somebody make a move
Somebody make a move
Please somebody make a move
We all know
We all know what's going on

I then heard my name being called. "Laney!" I looked over to see Corey run up to me. "Hey Core. What's up?" He shrugged. "Nothing really. You?" I smiled and pointed to the music store in front of us. "I got lucky and had to walk all the way here to pick up Mike a pair of new drum sticks." He smiled at me. "Well good luck with that. I got to go get my dad some stuff from the store. I'll see you later Lanes!" He began running down the street as I entered the music store. Right then I knew that today was going to be more then just rehearsal.

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