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"So Lyn-Z, right?" I kept on smiling and answered, "Yep. Last name's Ballato." He stared at me straight in the eyes. "Is there any chance we've met or are you just another fan girl?" I stopped smiling and looked at him with confusement, "Fan girl? What do you mean by that?" Oh shit. Don't tell me I've just been assigned a famous person. "Yeah. I get them a lot. I'm in a band." I looked at him with the same expression. "Band?" He laughed. "Woman! You've randomly sat with me and you don't know a single thing about me. Google me. You'll see who I am. Oh and don't tell me what you read on there. Googled myself once and I'm not googling myself again." Okay, he's opening out already. "Hey Gerard!" I heard someone scream, " I didn't know you were coming here." The voice got closer. A boy sat next to him. He looked average. He had an Anthrax , black skinnies, and a hoodie. He also wore glasses. Behind that glass, you could see his eyes. They were a light hazel color, just like Gerards. His skin had more definition in it, unlike Gerards pale skin and he had brown uncombed hair under the beanie. Gerards hair was black and wasn't really combed but looked a lot much better than the other guy. "Whose this Gee?" The guy motioned to me. "She's Lyn-Z." He waved to me, "Hi, I'm-" I cut him off. "Mikey. Gerards' brother! How can one not tell?"

"So I'm guessing he already told you about me!" Gerard cut in, "Actually no I haven't. I haven't spoken a word with you in it and we barely just met," He looked at me,"I'm sorry but have we met before?" Oh gosh did I just blow my cover? Dammit... I had an Idea. "Well his shirt does say Mikey." He facepalmed himself. "Wait. How'd you know he was my brother?" ermm " His shirt does say Mikey Fuckin' Way, right? You, yourself said your name was Gerard Way. Way. The same last name." Heh. He can't outsmart me, but this kind of shows he's not dumb. This one is gonna be a tough one. "So Lyn-Z. We have a tight schedule and we have to go...like right now." He said as he stood up. I smiled at him, "Well then, I guess you're leaving now." He nodded," Yup. I did say we needed to go." I'm not letting him go that easily I htought, "Well, where are you guys going?" He sighed before sitting back down. "We're recording our new album. Maybe later on I might dye my hair red. Depends if we have time." I smiled cheapishly, "Recording? So what do you do? The trumpets, the drums, the tamborine if you're lucky?" He laughed faintly, "No, no. I'm the lead singer." I stared at him in disbelief. I never thought he would be able to sing. He does kinda have the face to be the lead singer. "Oh. What do you sing?" He looked at me. "You really don't know anything about us do you?" Mikey sighed, "Gerard we need to go. We're supposed to go to the recording studio in about five minutes. Oh and lucky for us it's all across the city. "Gerard kept on looking at me. "Lyn-Z, I know we barely just met but maybe we could talk a little longer of you'd like to accompany us to the studio." I didn't think he'd fall for it this early. "Umm. Sure. I don't have any plans so I'm guessing that's a yes!" I picked myself up and followed the brothers into a taxi. The ride over there was calm. The brothers were talking to each other about what notes to they were going to place and the lyrics. I was quite entertained by all this music talk. I never actually took interset into playing an intrument because I never had the time.

I'm gonna keep my stories short. I don't know where I'll lead to with them...