Ray gave his all to his performance and finished with a crash of the symbols, he gave a triumphant smile and glanced at his fellow band mate "I think that went well" Ray said enthusicaly even though he knew damn well he sucked at drums. "Yeah" said Zach, the lead singer, who seemed to be glaring at him. "So have we decided on a band name?" Someone said from the edge of the room. "Dead Go West." Said Zach with a harsh tone to his voice. Ray had never really liked Zach, he just really wanted to be in a band so he joined this one, he wasn't so much a fan of the music they played, he just liked the feeling that playing music gave him whenever he did, he felt so free. Although, he never felt more free than when he was playing his guitar, instead he was sat on a stool behind a drum kit.


Mikey cupped his hands around his mug letting the steam float up into his face, he shivered slightly at the warmth, he could see his brother was doing the same opposite him. "Gerard, are you really okay?"
Gerard had known that this subject would come up, he wasn't looking forward to it but he gave up and told the truth.
"Not really, but I'm getting there." Mikey looked up from his coffee and smiled.
They sat like that for a while, silently enjoying each-others company sipping their coffee. Gerard loved coffee.


"So..." Gerard approached a smile on his lips "Got any girls on the scene?"
Mikey's pokerface slipped and his mouth formed a straight line, but his eyes lit up "Maybe."
"Who is it? Who is it? Who is it? Who is it? Who is it-"
"Okay I'll tell you!" Interupted his embarrast little brother a smile wavering on his lips. "For the love of unicorns just stop saying that!" "Unicorns mikey, really?"



"Ray?"
He looked up from beneath his curly 'fro, a quizzical expression on his face as he studied his mothers.
"Are you okay honey? You seem, i don't know, confused."
He pondered this before saying "I am confused, I guess I thought by my age I would have sorted everything out, but I'm still just as confused as I was in 4th grade."
"Aw, don't worry, everything will sort itself out in the end, what would you like to do? Deep down in your heart, what is your heart screaming?"
Ray really tried to search inside himself, until it hit, he knew what he wanted to do, it was unlikely and stupid but he wanted to.
"Play guitar" he told his concerned mother.