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Gerard was mimicking the noises of a guitar solo, when his buzzed. "Hello?... No fucking way! ...Mikey! Dude! That's fucking epic!... Alright... Yeah, I'll tell 'em... Bye!" He clicked the phone off, and turned to us. I looked at him, curiosity filling my eyes. "Mikey got us a band name!" He said, hugging Jasmine. Ray got up and hugged me. He was laughing for some reason, but it's cute, so I don't care. Bob sighed, and muttered. "I knew I should've brought Mai." "Does Bob need a hug too?" I said, and walked over and gave him a hug whether he needed one or not. "Yeah, yeah... What's the name?" Bob said. "Get this... My Chemical Romance!" Holy fuck, that was good! I smiled as Gerard, Bob and Ray continued to play. There's something about this band, I can't put my finger on it, but it's there. I thought to myself. I smiled and gazed out the window. It was beautiful out today, the sun was shining, and Autumn breezed played with the leaves on the trees, and some fluttered to the ground. I sighed as I felt euphoria rising inside of me. We were pretty much waiting for Mikey and Mel to return so it would be the whole band, and they got off at 4, so we had plenty of time to kill, seeing it was only 1:00. "Hey, Guys, I have an idea for these lyrics, but I have no idea what the music should be." Gee said holding up a notepad that was probably full with lyric possibility's. "Well, what are some of the lyrics?" Bob said, twirling the drumsticks between his fingers. "Ok,
We could be perfect one last night
And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight
And we can settle this affair
If you would shed your yellow take my hand
And then we'll solve the mystery of laceration gravity
This riddle of revenge please understand it has to be this way
Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never be afraid again!" Gee sang, and it was a song that sounded like a hard rock song. Then, I had an idea. "Ray, can I see your guitar?" He nodded and handed it to me, and I played what I had in mind. Then I looked up at Gee, and said "Sing it again?" He started singing again, and I made it up as I went along. "Whoa... Cassidy! That was great! Thanks hunny!" Ray said, hugging me, and I handed him back his guitar with a "No problem." They went through it, and Bob tapped along on his practice pad. They wrote on more guitar parts, changed a couple of lyrics, and before we knew it, it was 3:30. I heard the door unlock, and Mikey and Mel walked through. They were still in their work clothes. Mel looked pooped, but Mikey looked as energetic as a squirrel. Mel flopped on the couch and said "So what did you guys do today?" "Well, Cassidy wrote a guitar part for a song!" Ray said giving me a hi-five. She laughed, and said "That's awesome! I'd give you a hug, but it was annoying old couple day in Music. There was one that told me: 'Get that metal crap out of yer face!'" I laughed a little. I remembered the big ass bruise she got when she got that piercing freshman year. She had her cartilage pierced, but that got infected. "Yeah, old people these days aren't very friendly." She said after my laugh. Mikey took out his bass, and adjusted his tuning pegs. Mel was watching him, with deep thought in her eyes. I stared at Ray, as his head bobbed up and down as he was playing.
Mikey looked happy when he played. Like nothing could bother him. Last time he played the bass was well over a year ago, and when he stopped, I dunno, it was like he stopped being a part of him. He looked up and met my eyes with his warm hazel ones. He smiled a little then finished the song. "I like that one! What's it called?" I said, putting my knees to my chest. "We haven't figured that one out yet, but I'm sure it'll come along." Gee said looking through his notepad. After a little while, we all started to get hungry, so we ordered a pizza, and they continued to play until it got dark outside. Eventually the clock turned 11:30, and people were yawning all over the place. Mikey and I said goodbye again, and went home. I showered and changed into my holey grey sweatpants and my Smashing Pumpkins concert tee. Mikey and I saved our allowances, mowed peoples yards, did any and all extra chores to get tickets when we were 17. Somehow, we ended up in the middle of the mosh pit, and got pretty beat up, but it was worth it. That was my very first concert. I smiled, and pulled the shirt over my head. I walked out of the bedroom, and into our living room. Mikey was flipping through the channels. "Ugh. There's nothing good on! You wanna watch a movie?" I grinned, hopped off the couch, and pulled out the cardboard box where our movies were kept. I finally found the tape I was looking for. The Nightmare Before Christmas. "You know all the words to that movie!" he pointed out as I popped it in. "I know! But it's cute!" I said, hopping back on the couch and resting my head on his shoulder. He rested his head on top of mine, with his cheek on my still wet, but fairly dry hair. "Your hair smells like apples." he whispered. "Thanks?" I whispered back. The movie started, and when they were singing 'This Is Halloween' I softly sang along. Mikey put his arm around my shoulder about halfway through the movie. I felt safe and sound around him. Even if we did live in a dangerous neighborhood. The end credits were scrolling down the screen when I thought Mikey was surely asleep. I took the blanket off the back of the couch and put it over us. "I love you, Mikey." I softly whispered. "I love you too Melanie." he said just before I closed my eyes.