Hey guys! It's seems like it's been forever since I updated. It's been a month already! I can't believe it! So I finally got some reviews and I worte this long chapter. Don't worry, it's freaking adorable and has a bunch of songs. So thanks to WolvesRock13, mystery123, Mystery123, DJAmberWitch, Peace girl, and FangaWolfLover.

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Disclaimer: By now, you should get the point. I only own Riley, her song, Spencer and his song (well line because I didnt want to write it (I forgot about those two and their songs)), Lenny's song, and Laney's song.

Last time: I place my head gently on Laney's. I drift into a deep slumber.

Laney's P.O.V.

The next morning, when I woke up, I could feel a weight on my head. Slowly, I tilt my head to the side ever so slightly to see a head of blue hair. I quickly move my head back to it's original position. I must've moved too fast since he stirred and tightened his grip around my stomach.

My face was already warm, but it got warmer when he mumbled into my hair," Don't go Laney." Sometime during the night we had lied down instead of sitting like we were.

I whispered back, over Kon's loud snoring," I'm not going anywhere Core." We were oddly affectionate then any other couple even though we aren't dating. For being sixteen, he still is as oblivious as always and still doesn't know what love is.

After trying to squint at the wall clock in the dark groj, I decide it's early. Too early to be awake. Trying to not wake up Core, I roll so I'm facing him. I grab and shove a pillow under his head so he isn't on mine. I snuggle up to his chest, my hands holding his shirt. I whisper," I love you, Corey Riffin." I fall asleep with his scent lingering in my nose.

The next time I wake up, from what I can see, the groj is starting to get the early morning rays through the windows. I could see a ray on Corey's neck. It was still too early for me to get up so I try to fall back to sleep, knowing that I won't get much now.

I nuzzle my head into the crook of his neck feel his grip tighten and loosen around my stomach once again. His light snores fill my ears as his hair tickles my nose and I fall back to sleep once more.

I dream about Corey kissing some chick that seems familiar in front of me. I was distraught at the thought of losing the only guy that I have ever loved. But that's what would happen if I didn't tell him how I felt.

Let's just say, when I opened my eyes, I wasn't in a good mood from my dream, but that changed when I saw his peaceful face. I opened my eyes and saw that the light was now on Core's cheek. I craned my neck to see the wall clock. 9:00.

It was time for me to eat before the guys went to the kitchen to ransack it for food. I knew that I wouldn't be getting up for three reasons. One, I am warm. Two, Corey's arm is holding me to him. And three, I am with Corey. 'I am with Corey,' my mind repeated these four words like a mantra.

My heart began to race, I was lying with my crush and Kin hadn't meddled with us yet. I could feel a beat on my palm that snapped me out of my reverie. It was Corey's heartbeat. It's rhythmic pattern calmed my nerves so I focused on it for a bit.

I looked up at his peaceful sleeping face again. He looked adorable, he always did anyway, when he slept. I wish I could grab my phone so I could take a picture of him, even though I wouldn't forget it for a while.

I lied in his arms staring at him for a while. Slowly and carefully, I got back on track and crawled out of his arms. As soon as I sit up, I stretch. I look back at him. His pal pink lips appeal to me. I look around, specifically at Kin, to make sure no one was awake.

I turn back to Corey and start to lean in. Sometimes waking up before the rest of your completely awesome band had perks... I could feel his warm breath fan my face. I was centimeters away from his lips when his eyes open. And then there were the non-perk times.

Sleepily, he asked me," Good morning Laney. What're you doin'?" He obviously had no clue what was happening, so that was a major relief to me. I was in a state of shock, frozen in my pose. I came back to life when I felt his warm hand on my cheek.

"Laney are you okay? You're kind of red," Core asked, waking up a bit more. My face deepened in shade as I backed away from him. My stupid foot caught on the stupid table so I fell onto my butt. I gave a small squeak as I hit the cold floor.

I didn't look at his face as I stood myself back up, grabbed my bag from the floor, and went to the bathroom. As I passed the couch, I say,"I'll be in the shower." I can't look at his face. It's just too embarrassing. Before I shut the bathroom door, I glance down at him one last time from the balcony.

As soon as I shut the door, I slid down it to the floor and placed my face in my hands. What was I thinking? My feelings were becoming more and more obvious, no thanks to Kin's persistence, and if he found out he would probably be mad and we would have no friendship. And that was something that I never wanted to happen.

I got up and started the shower. I stared at myself in the mirror until it started to fog up. I hopped into the shower and put my head against the wall letting the warm water cascade over my bare back.

What was I thinking when I tried to kiss him?

Corey's P.O.V.

What was Lanes trying to do? This question bounced around my head as I thought back to what had just happened. Why was her face red? I rubbed my sleepy eyes and ran my hands through my hair. Laney had been wearing my beanie, which I thought was adorable, but it fell off when she fell. I stare at it on the ground.

I blush at what I just thought. I did not and do not think my best friend is adorable. I rubbed my face one last time as I think of the dream I had. It was Laney telling me that she loved me. But it didn't seem like a dream, that's the weird part.

Once again I thought back to the events that just played out. I remember her pale face inching closer. I glanced over at the twins on the stage. They were still sleeping. That's when it hit me. She was trying to kiss me.

My best friend was trying to kiss me and I woke up before she did. Maybe that really wasn't a dream. Maybe I was actually awake and she said that.

I shoved my face back in my hands. This can't be happening. My best friend cannot be in love with me.

Needless to say, that morning's oddly civilized breakfast was awkward. Laney and I sat on opposite sides of the table instead of next to each other. I think Kin and Kon sensed that something was up with us, so we ate in silence all except the clacking of spoons.

I saw Lanes glance at me so I looked at her and she turned away blushing. Why did she have to be so cute? I face flushed as I realized what I just thought. I turned my face to hide me blush. I did not think she was cute. She is my best friend and I can't see her in any other way. I told myself that when I started having these feelings toward her. Sure she is definitely a girl, but she's the most awesome girl I've ever met.

Kin and Kon looked back and forth between Laney and I. Kon decided to break the silence. "So Corey, did Katrina decide yet?"

'Decide what?' I think. I almost completely forgot about the contest! "I haven't seen her yet, so," I shrug my shoulders.

I feel like she was standing around the corner since as soon as I finished speaking, Kat walked into the kitchen. She placed the paper on my head and says,"There you go, little bro." She giggles. "Heh, that rhymed." She glanced around the table, noticing the atmosphere. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Kin make a gesture to Lanes and I and I see Katrina nod. Lanes frowns and glares at Kin, so I smile gently at this.

"So Corey what did ya do to her?" Katrina asked, using her almost Trina voice. Lanes and I blush. I turn to my nineteen year old sister.

"Why do you assume it was me?"

"Well it usually is because of you and you both blushed so something did happen," Katrina squeals. "You two would look so cute together." She ruffles my hair.

"What are you talking about?! She's my best friend! And aren't you too old to be meddling in a sixteen year old's," I use finger quotes for the next word. "'Love' life?"

I see Laney's face fall from across the table. Did that mean that she did really love me? Katrina lightly slaps the back of my head. "Jerk, I'm only three years older than you."

"But you act way younger than me," I contradict.

"Sometimes as young as Kate and Allie," Laney pipes up from the other side of the table. I turn and smile at her to which she looks away almost immediately. My smile falters for a second and I turn back to the pinkette in front of me or behind me. Whichever way you prefer to look at it.

Katrina has a small look of pride as I turn towards her. "Well I should probably get going soon. Minsky, or Bernadette, and I are going to the mall. I heard Nick Mallory is working at one of the stores there as a model." She walks away from us and to the door to grab her pink keys and pink jacket. Waving to us, we all wave back and then she's gone.

Carrie's P.O.V.

I grab my phone sometime after ten to text my band mates. It seems like forever since I have last sent them a text about a band meeting and/or rehearsal which was what is about to happen.

I change my clothes quickly so now I'm wearing a long sleeve sweater and jeans. I roll up my left sleeve to see my scars. Some are old and dull, but some are newer, from a bit before I came here, still pink and raw. I don't want them to worry over me, so I decided not to tell them about what happened there.

I hear my sister knock on our conjoined door. She came home after Laney said she was at Riffins'. "Give me a second," I say, pulling my sleeve down. I open the door.

"Hi, C. It seems like I'm saying this a bunch, but I'm going out again today. Katrina promised to show me what Nick Mallory looks like." I saw B blush slightly at his name. She probably still hasn't gotten over him yet.

I fake a smile, I've gotten good at it these last few years. "Bye B. See you later. Oh, the Newmans are having rehearsal today," I say.

"Really? It seems like so long ago when you four would run around together," Mina says, ruffling my hair slightly. A car horn honks from outside. "Well that's my cue. Have fun!" And with that I was home alone.

I let my fake smile come off of my face. I hated lying to my sister that I was happy. I was happy here, but I kept thinking of how I got the scars. That's what really hurt me. I was still depressed. My fight with Lenny didn't help anything and I just want to relax, but now there is this stupid contest. Ugh, I hate this!

I grabbed my guitar case and headed downstairs. I took out the guitar, making the case much lighter when I got to the stage. Plugging it into the amp, I strummed a few chords, trying to tune it. I haven't touched it in three (more or less) years so this should be fun.

All the notes were coming out a bit sour, after all I haven't touched these strings in like three years. The garage door opens revealing our redhead bassist with amazingly awesome and weird bedhead.

"'Sup sleeping beauty?" I say, a true smile forming. He glances at me, obviously wishing to be asleep, and waves.

"Quick question. Do you want to run to the music store real fast? I need some strings," I say, plucking my guitar for an example.

"Sure. Shouldn't we leave them a note?" Lenny asks as I reach for the doorknob.

"Oh yeah. I probably should," I say walking back to the desk and scribbling down a quick note and tape it to the inside of the door window. I pull on his hand and yank him out the door and into the cool mid-morning air. I should've grabbed a jacket, but my sweater would keep me just warm enough until we got to the store.

I was happy for some reason as we walked to the store together. Our hands were still intertwined, I had completely forgotten about it. I pulled my warm hand away from his. "Sorry," I say, holding my left hand, the one he was holding, up towards my chest.

"It's fine. Your hand was warm anyway," he replied. I let my hand go back down to my side and I slipped it back into his hand.

We arrived back at my garage about half an hour later. The twins were already there so as quickly as I could, I re-stringed my guitar.

Sitting at the edge of the stage, I ask," So do you guys have song ideas or already have songs? Just so you know, we have to have individual songs."

"I already have a song," Lenny says, finally speaking since we returned.

"Well we're not very good at that sort of thing. We were kind of hoping you would help us," Kim says, speaking to me.

"Girls, this might not be a good time to mention this, but I haven't played my guitar or written a song since I left. So the three of us are screwed," I say.

"Can't you use old songs?" Lenny asks.

"Yeah, we can," I say.

"Then why don't you sing 'Angel With A Shotgun'?"

"And then what about them?" I ask, gesturing to the two girls that are sitting side by side on the couch.

"We do have other songs y'know," he says.

We practiced for a while until they had to go home. But Lenny stayed with me. He stayed with me watching movies, doing random things, friend things. I missed the times we used to have.

He watched me fall asleep and when he thought I was asleep, he kissed my forehead after it seemed like he was deciding if he should or not. I heard him say,"Goodnight Care. Sweet dreams."

And after that, I fell asleep.

It seemed like only a few minutes passed, even though it was really a day, when Monday came around. We had rehearsed for the remainder of the weekend. Spencer had shown up on Sunday. I almost forgot that I allowed him to join The Newmans. He already had a song.

And now here I stand, at the bus stop with my guitar case over my shoulder. Laney wasn't on when I got on. Then we stopped at Corey's house since it was just on the way. He got on, guitar case in tow, and sat next to me. We sat in silence for a few minutes before he spoke.

"I forgot that Lanes said that her mom is taking her to school today."

I giggle when I think about the text Laney sent me Friday. The one about her family practically pushing her to be with Corey.

"What're you laughin' at?" he asked.

"Oh nothing, nothing," I say, waving my hand. I realize something. "You know that was the first sentence of non-hatred I've said to you in a long time."

"It's fine. Our bands gave me something to do as a kid. It was fun," Corey says.

"I'm sorry that I was always so rude to you," I say, sticking out my hand.

"Same here," he said grabbing it.

"Truce?"

"Truce."

"But after the contest we'll go back to being rivals?" I ask. He nods in response.

We were dismissed from our seventh period classes to go down to the band room to tune and stuff. I walk with Lenny and Corey, who came from a nearby classroom. Lenny looked around before speaking," I'm surprised she isn't following me yet."

"Who? Riley?" Corey asks, hands behind his head.

"Yeah her. She's always hanging all over me. It's really creepy. I know I'm good looking, but I'm not a jungle gym."

I hit him in the ribs with my elbow. "Ow, what was that for?" he asked looking down at me. It used to be the other way around.

"Sorry, I must've tripped and my elbow went into your ribs. I miss being taller than you, ya know that?"

"It does seem kind of weird. I wish you could've stayed here," he said. We continued to walk in silence after that. Lenny's and my hands brushed up against each other and for some reason I got nervous. It's just anxiety. After all you're preforming in from of people which is foreign a bit. Well for me it seems foreign.

When we arrived at the room, we all drew a card and our order would be decided based on them. The order was Riley, Spencer, Kin, Kon, Corey, Lenny, Kim, Konnie, Laney, and then me.

Riley quickly takes to the stage and we fill in the plastic chairs that are set up in front of the stage. Laney glares daggers at the girl as Riley announces that she is joining Grojband.

"Okay, before I start I just want to say that this is an original song and it's for a very good friend of mine, well two very good friends, Corey and Lenny." I narrowed my eyes at the raven haired girl. She began to sing.

"I remember when I first saw you.

I could never forget the way my heart thump, thump, thumped

And it's all because of you."

I would be lying if I said she didn't have a great voice. But for some reason it seemed familiar.

"In the end.

Do you want to be my friend?

Or something more or is that wrong?

Do you understand what you mean to me?

I'm in love with you.

Oh, I'm in love with you.

"Can't you see the way I see you?

The way I love you

I hope you do too, but I'm so wrong

When I first saw you, I thought it was just a dream

That you were so perfect to me.

Oh, you're so perfect to me.

"I hope you can feel the same, but you can't

I just know you can't

So my love can be

Unrequited, but I don't care.

'Cause you're so perfect to me it's like a dream.

And I love you so."

Next to me, Laney continued to glare at the girl who was curtsying. Riley winked at the boys and waltzed off stage. I watched as Spence nervously made his way to the stage. But it seemed that as soon as he actually got on the stage, he turned into a different person.

Staring at me, he says," This is for my one and only love, Carrie Beff." He smirks as my cheeks flare with color. I try to look anywhere but his face. He begins to strum the guitar.

"You are so beautiful..."

Lenny's P.O.V.

He did not just say that he was in love with Carrie. I looked over to the blunette. She was blushing, if I may add, adorably, at his comment. I was jealous. I knew I was, but I wanted to punch him. Hard. In the face. With a brick.

The next thing I know, his stupid freaking song is finally over. I think if he had kept on singing, my eye twitch would've exploded. What am I saying? I would've exploded.

Without me noticing, Kin took the stage and started. I think it was the song from the science fair when we are thirteen.

You've Turned All My Protons (Into Kon-Tons)

"You try to predict what makes me tick,

It makes me sick, I'm about to go atomic,

You're partically annoying, that's why

I want to dissolve you like and enfrolen

You've turned all my protons into Kon-Tons.

You've turned all my protons into Kon-Tons!

Let's start a chain reaction

To break this bond, yeah!"

Kon went up right after his brother.

Shades

"If you're real, let's see those black-rimmed hipster shades.

Shades, shades, shades, shades.

Then we all can dance, in our grandpa's vintage pants.

Whatever.

Don't act like nothing's cool.

Bad posture.

Who you trying to fool?

Green energy.

Just be who you're dying to be.

Don't worry about who's gonna see.

Just be wicked cool like me!

Our band is lame now that we wrote a song."

Corey's P.O.V.

I whispered in Lanes' ear," Wish me good luck." She blushed slightly and whispered," Good luck Core. You'll do great."

As I went up to the stage, I had a smile on my face and it just wouldn't go away. Finally, I forced it down and got on stage and started. My band started expectantly as well as the Newmans. Even Carrie looked excited.

Yesterday

"It seems like a minute ago, things were bright and all aglow,

But today's so very grey, a display of decay

But the best was yesterday.

Yesterday, we were all cheery back then,

So have a seat, do you remember when?

The times that were happy and the clothes were snap, snap, snappy.

Oh, yesterday.

The smiles were smiling, yeah.

The styles were styling, yeah,

Today will never know,

Whatsoever know,

Be as good as yesterday.

Yesterday, yeah the best was yesterday.

Yesterday, yesterday."

Carrie's P.O.V.

And then it was Lenny's turn. I wished him good luck and he took to the stage.

Lenny's Song (Wishing Isn't Enough) (A/N: I wrote this one)

"I remember when we first met

We were both young and alone.

You were a girl, almost not a worry in the world.

And I was a boy too cynical for my own good.

I wished, I wished that you would never leave

But I guess that I didn't wish enough

'Cause there you went at thirteen

And I wished that you would come back soon,

But it didn't work."

It was obvious that the song was about me. But did he wish for me to come back like he's saying he did?

"Wishing, wishing just isn't enough

I missed you

Wishing, wish just isn't enough

Wasting all my time,

I'll be wishing all night long.

So here you come back, beginnin' of the school year.

Maybe I won't be wishing all the time

That's my wish today

You never say I'm right when you're wrong

But I can't stay mad at you

I'm wishing all the time, into the night 'cause

Wishing, wishing just isn't enough

I miss you, oh I miss you, the old you

What happened to you?"

'Oh, you wouldn't like to know what happened to me,' I think to myself.

"Wishing, wishing just isn't enough

I don't want to wish anymore

Or waste anymore of my time

I'm so sick of it,

Maybe I'm out of my mind,

But one thing I that I know is that

Wishing isn't enough."

Lenny sat down next to me again, blushing slightly. "Could you tell that I was flipping out?" he asked as Kim nervously got up.

"What, you have stage fright? I never would've guessed," I replied, giving him a small smile. I adjusted the sleeves on my sweater again.

On stage, Kim bumped into some instrument or something and it made a loud sound, bringing everyone's attention to the girl. Her face became beet red, but after a few breaths it disappeared. She began.

Together's It's True

"1 plus 1, us two

Together it's true, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.

You make me wanna smile everyday

And I just gotta say, I just gotta say

Aw, let go of my head,

Don't you understand you make me want to empty my guts

No ifs, ands, or buts

You're like a rotten egg steak or sardines and cake

Two halves of a whole and yes we're on a roll

Sharing it all, even soul, even our souls

Like ice cream and pickles

You make my sickle.

Touch me again and this gonna trickle out of my face

All over the place

We're too different to take up the same space."

Kim took an audible breath when she came from the stage. Konnie walks up the stairs and begins.

"And in the darkest night,

You can see the light

You'll finally know what gave you that fright

They're not just ghosts,

They're ghosts of clowns

Who are also dentists!"

Laney, sitting to my left whispered to me," I'm having a min-heart attack right now."

"You'll do fine, right Riffin?" I asked the boy sitting on the other side of her.

"Yeah, you'll do great, Lanes. I know you will."

Her face must've changed at least 5 different shades of red before she ran over to the stage to get away from the embarrassment.

Laney's Song (I also wrote this one)

"I thought you would've learned by now,

That your ideas aren't always so good

But I can't tell you that, even though they could kill us

So when you say your 'crazy plan that just might work',

I whisper "So here we go again."

Oh, oh,oh, here we go again

All the time, chasing silly daydreams

To get us lyrics

And then we are the heroes of our own story

So here we go again oh, oh, oh (3x)

You might be wonderin' how I got this lyrics

By myself, on my own

Well now might not be a good time to tell ya,

But I have a journal of these, but you don't know

What seems like every single day, we have a gig

Every single time we use the same method,

It seems like every single day, we start at the beginning

I whisper "here we go again."

So, here we go, we're at the beginning, honey,

I don't know what we are going to do now.

So here we go, we're at the beginning, honey,

We're at the beginning, honey, so here we go.

One more time, we're at the beginning honey

Here we go again

Again, again, a-a-a-again

So here we go again."

Everyone in the room clapped, except for Riley who seemed to want to be mortal enemies with Laney. Slowly I got up and got to the stage. I blew out a shaky breath and started.

That's a semi-cliffy. Her song would be Angel With A Shotgun if you were wondering. I should probably go downstairs to eat.

Sayonara! And I don't care if you interpret it the Japanese or Spanish way since I can speak both. So bye and see you next time! This story is coming to a close in a bit. And by a bit, I mean a while. So love ya'll and see you later ~A