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Chapter 4

I arrived in Kitty's basement on Friday.

Jimmy was there, Kitty was there, and some guy I didn't know was there.

"Lyn-Z, this is Steve Montano. Steve, this is Lyn-Z Ballato," Jimmy said.

We shook hands.

Kitty had her drums already there. We were at her house because drums really aren't portable.

I had my bass all ready. Steve was tuning his guitar.

Jimmy had no microphone. I guess he was loud enough to project his voice over the instruments.

He handed everyone sheets of paper. "I wrote a song last night for us to practice!"

"Procrastinate much?" Steve said.

"Shut up. It's beautiful and fabulous."

I looked over the notes. Hand written. Uneven bars.

"Wow, Jimmy," I said.

"It was late."

"What time?" I asked, glaring at Jimmy like a puppy that had just had an accident on the floor.

"Oh I dunno."

"James Euringer, what time?" I asked bolder and louder. Saying his full name mean meant say it or else.

"Around 5 AM." Jimmy said sheepishly.

"5 AM?! Jesus, Jimmy! If we are going to make this band work, we all need to put in the effort. Which means you."

Jimmy grumbled and walked away.

We started to play the notes Jimmy had given us and Jimmy began to sing. He wasn't as horrible as I thought.

We still need improvement, but it was good.

Mindless Self Indulgence.

Gerard's POV

We all gathered at Mikey's place. Except Matt. He was late.

We waited about 20 minutes until he came through the door holding two drums.

Ah crap. I forgot to plan to go to Matt's house. I helped him carry in the rest of the drums and put them together.

I announced the name of our first song. I'd given them the notes yesterday, but they didn't know the title.

"It's called Skylines and Turnstyles. It's about the...terrorist attacks that I witnessed."

Mikey, Matt, and Ray began to play.

I started in, too.

"You're not in this alone. Let me break this awkward silence. Let me go, go on record. Be the first to say I'm sorry."

Nothing was right. We were all pretty out of tune.

But a sensed something. Something big.

We had it. We had it good.

That night I wrote more songs and we gathered again that weekend.

My Chemical Romance was on its way.

SQUEE! UPDATE OR DIE! -STEALS A CUPCAKE- OH YEAH, YOU'D BETTER UPDATE OF THE CUPCAKE GETS DEFORSTED. THIS MEANS HE BE A CHOCOLATE MUFFIN, WHICH TASTES BAD.

By the way, *wiggles eyebrows suggestively* my birthday is on DECEMBER 4th.......ya know, the cash shop has a nice present for that certain person born in December......... mrgreen xp

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And let's pray this DAMN HEARTBURN goes away.