Panic! At the Disco's "Miss Jackson" today.

Blake breathed deeply, her hand slightly shaking while holding the letter that had brought her here. She could barely believe that after all those years, their promise hadn't been broken. That after moving overseas and loosing almost all contacts with her childhood friend, life got her another chance. She entered the building, stress completely blocking her throat and weighing on her shoulders, unsure of what or who she would find inside of it.

The last time she had seen Yang, they both had around thirteen years old and she had to leave the country… She remembered an energic, cheerful and boisterous blondie that tried her best to make everyone around her laugh and she was scared that in that studio she would stumble on someone completely different. After all, she too had changed much since then…

Entering the recording studio, she was greeted by the sight of a tall, muscular woman tuning an electric guitar, while a younger one was setting up a battery a little behind. Biting her lower lip in hesitation, Blake ended up coughing slightly to attract both girls' attention, regretting almost immediately when she was met with two inquisitive looks.

"Umh… Yang?" Blake hazarded, suddenly fearing that she was in the wrong place. Of course, the two people in front of her seemed familiar, but perhaps that was just a mistake?

"Oh my god, Blake is that you?" Yang suddenly realized, an enormous smile plastered on her face. "I can't believe it! You've changed so much!" She added, rapidly storing her guitar on a proper support before making a few quick steps toward Blake.

"Yeah, I get that a lot…" Blake simply said, glad that time hadn't made things awkward between them. "So, you're a Rockstar now?"

"Kind of. Ruby's giving me a hand, but we're lacking a singer and songwriter…" she briefly designed the rest of the room with her hand. "And I thought of you. I know we promised to get a band together before you had to move out of the country. How about we honor that promise?"

Visibly, Yang still had her signature flippancy, proposing to a childhood friend to join one of the most promising rising star rock band. All of the sudden, Blake was glad that she had never abandoned the thought of making music, and that she had pursued her music classes. Without those five hours a week, she probably couldn't have shown up here. To her, it felt almost like some kind of destiny was working hard to mend the distance that had separated them. That or they were both really attached to that specific childhood promise.

"Seems good to me," she answered with a smile. "To be honest, I was starting to think that you had forgotten it… When I got your letter, I hoped on the first plane I could find."

They started to make small talk, and slowly, easily, old habits returned. It was as if all those years separated by an ocean had disappeared. Blake had came back to follow her dreams, and she intended to make up for lost time.

Done! While searching what to write, I found an idea for that kind of AU, that I preciously stored away for a longer fanfic… You'll definitely hear more about rock bands around here some time!

SomeRandoFromTX: uh oh… made a mistake, right? I won't lie by telling you that I knew that, I'm an atheist that never read any of those books… I'll precise in the AN that it's wrong, but I think I can leave the fiction that way, since I made Yang about as profane as I am. Sorry if I wronged anyone, I really didn't want to. Should have known not to write on religion too, I'm way too biased on the subject… No hard feelings?

Once again, I truly apologize… And I'll see you tomorrow pals.