Hi awesome readers! Thank you for over 2,000 views which I would've expected by the like sixth chapter. Um.. I don't really know what to put here, so I'll just go ahead and choose someone to do disclaimer. *Random picking device appears*

A-chan: So who'll be it this time. *sticks hand in device and pulls out ball* Oh, Lenny!

Lenny: Really? Do I have to?

A-chan: Yeps. *Evilish* If you don't I'll tell Carrie you like her.

Lenny: Fine! I'll do it! Just don't tell Care!

Carrie: Tell me what?

Lenny: Um.. Nothing..?

A-chan: *Gives him an evil look*

Lenny: Aries-chan doesn't own Grojband or any of us.

A-chan: Blackmail because you can always get what you want. Well here's the 4th installment of The Newmans!

Last time: Lens could feel how bad I was feeling so he said," Okay, Kim. You can stop now. I think she gets it. And do you write down every single things that's happened since we met?" I looked up at the ground to meet his small smile as he says," Plus, she'll have help. I'm going to help her."

Chapter 4-Songwriting

Lenny's P.O.V.

I mentally high-five myself for actually saying that.

Kim says, while passing out popsicles instead of 'ice cream', "Hey Konnie and I have to leave after these." Her suddenly revived sister ask/whines," Why?"

"'Cause mom said so. And you know how she gets if we don't do what she says." explains Kim over her shoulder. She hands me an orange popsicles, Carrie a purple one, Konnie a red one, and herself a purple one.

I always get orange and Carrie always gets purple, not like I notice what she gets. Anyway, Kim asks Carrie," Where do you want me to put these?"

Carrie pauses, clearly thinking of an answer. "You can just leave them here. Lenny and I are going to the kitchen to song write so we'll take it with us. Right, Lens?" She eyed me expectantly and I can feel warmth creep onto my cheeks as I nod quickly.

Kim gave me a look again but this time she looked at Carrie first and gave me a bit of a different look than the first time.

Y'know what? I don't even want to know what goes on in that girl's mind. She knows so much weirdness that I don't even wanna think about, I think.

She knows that Carrie's tabby, Muffins, is 10 years old. And that Carrie hates when we call Muffins, Muffy or some other name. I do kinda agree with Carrie for not liking the name Muffy. It just sounds weird.

Eventually the twins left leaving Carrie and me alone in her house. Sure Muffins was there, but we are the only people there. We sit on the edge of the make-shift stage not speaking a word.

My mind (and heart) is running a mile a minute and I don't even notice my blue haired love get up. "Lenny? Hey, anyone there?" she asked, suddenly inches away from my face.

I flinch just a bit, almost unnoticeable, but she doesn't move from her spot in front of my face. My cheeks, as I believe as of now, are a deep red.

She blinks and opens her eyes. She puts her hands on the edge of the stage next to my legs and she inched closer. And closer and closer. And I backed away farther and farther and farther.

I backed so far away that Carrie crawled up on the stage. My back tapped Konnie's drum set. My face is rivaling my hair by now.

"Why's your face red?" asked Carrie while poking my nose lightly. Then, she finally backed off. I sigh just a bit and remember how oblivious she is to my feeling.

"It's the um.., heat..?" I say, trying to force my heavy blush to leave.

Wow kid, the heat? Is that really the best you can do? the voice says in my brain. I choose to ignore him for now.

Carrie seemed to believe me. She crawled off the stage with her guitar, which meant I was stuck with the popsicles and my bass.

I mutter under my breath sarcastically," No really. I know the way to your kitchen. Don't wait." Well, I do know the way to her kitchen. Hello, I am her best friend.

I get up and brush the dust off of me. I slip my bass over my shoulder and grab the popsicles. Carefully, I jump off the stage.

Silently I walk to her kitchen where she sits at the four chaired table. Muffins is in front of Carrie. The kitty sits happily in front of her owner as she pets her. I put the box in the freezer and walk over to the table. The cat gives me a look and sniffs my hand.

She decides to let me pet her. After a few minutes of that, I sat down and Carrie played a tune on her guitar and asked," Do you have any paper?"

"Of course. Let me grab it out of my back pocket along with a pencil and a million dollars," I say sarcastically. Carrie reaches over the table and slaps my shoulder.

"I'm being serious."

"So am I. It's your house. Where do you keep paper?"

"The paper place," she says giggling.

"Hey, Cares. I have a joke for you. How many babies does it take to paint a house?"

"I don't know. How many?"

"Depends on how hard you throw them."

Her mouth drops open and she's laughing while saying," That was uncalled for. That's so messed up."

"Yeah, but you're laughing. Got another joke. What's funnier than a dead baby?"

"A dead baby in a clown costume. I know that one. Now I'll be right back," she said as she got up from the table. Within a few minutes she walked back down stairs with a spiral notebook and a pencil in hand.

She sat back down and scribbled something on the page. I let her do her thing which was play a bit on guitar, stopped, nodded, scribbled, and started the cycle again.

Eventually she looked up and said," I got it." She passed over the notepad which held previous song of ours. The page had the notes and the new lyrics.

The lyrics were amazing, not like the other songs were bad, but these were awesome lyrics that were made up just seconds before.

I clapped as she did a small bow in the middle of the room. We laughed and decided to hear how the song sounded.

So she started and I started not to long after her and it sounded awesome. "I think we've found our song. Hi-five!" I say while giving her a hi-five.

I didn't pre-write this so I didn't know where to end it so here's the end. I'll write the next one and type it up sometime next week like this one. Hope you guys enjoyed.

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