Ray Toro was sat on his bed strumming his guitar when he got the phone call he was secretly waiting for. "Hey, look Toro, we've decided to break up the band, okay?" He breathed in deeply and replied "Okay." Zach hung up the phone. Ray picked up his guitar again and began to play with real meaning.






He persisted on plucking the strings on the bass until it sounded like a tune, he made a timid smile as it fell in to place "Mikeeeey!" called a voice.
Amanda knocked on the bedroom door and approached Mikey "Hey, your getting good at bass, what are you gonna learn to play next?" She flopped on the bed next to him and smiled up at the ceiling "I have no idea" he confessed, putting down his guitar and laying next to her.






"Frankie?" Asked a voice down the receiver "Gerard? Is that you?" Franks heart fizzed and he tried to ignore it. "Yeah," he sounded as if his voice was smiling, Frank wondered if that was possible, he thought it was.




I'm gonna call up Toro, he's the best guitarist I know" said Gerard "And what are you gonna do?" Asked his curious brother "Start a band" he stated.




"Why have you brought us here?" Asked Ray a curious expression on his excited face, "You'll see." Gerard replied "This is Matt, he's a drummer"
Rays face flickered in anticipation and he held out his hand "Ray Toro" he said.
"Cool" Matt replied, accepting his hand shake. The room fell silent for a moment and it all felt awkward but somehow, right.
"Sorry I'm late, I missed the bus" gushed an out of breath Mikey stumbling into the garage "No biggie" said Gerard sympathetically as he welcomed his brother into the cluttered and gloomy garage. "This is Ray and Matt" he explained.
"Hey" he smiled, "I'm Mikey, Gerard's brother, here to play bass,"
Gerard looked confused for a moment and then smiled wildly.
"No way, that's awesome! But Mikey...? Can you actually... Um.. Play?" Exclaimed Gerard, a edge to his voice he was trying to disguise.
Mikey spun the guitar strap over his head and began playing the chords, they swirled off the walls and filled the room. Gerard let out a sigh and said "Thank god, I thought I was gonna have to kick my own brother out of the band!"
The atmosphere was ecstatic as they realized they all shared the same passion; music. It showed in what they played and it sounded just how they wanted it. There was just one thing missing.

"It sounds hollow, you know what I mean?" Matt said finally, after he hit the symbol and the room turned to silence. "Yeah, I get you. But how to we fill it out?" Asked Gerard who was pondering this silently. Then Mikey said something that solved the problem, well this problem anyway. "Frank."




"Seriously?" Asked Frank, who was currently in the process of being bewildered, amazed and was buzzing in anticipation for various reasons.
"I can join your band?" He asked grinning inside and out.
"Sure." said Mikey on the other end of the phone
"So who's in it?" Frank asked, eager to know everything.
"Me, Ray Toro, you know him?"
"Um.. I think so.... The guy with the 'fro?"
Frank asked trying to rack his brains.
"Precisely the one! And theres Matt Pellisier. He's the drummer, oh and Gerard.."
The way Mikey lingered on that one last word made Frank feel like Mikey knew all his secrets, but Frank didn't seem to care too much, he liked Mikey, he was like everyone's perfect brother, he could trust him.
"Okay, I'll be there in ten."
Frank put the phone down and secretly did a little victory dance, he pulled on his favourite ripped-kneed jeans and an grey hoodie he'd bought the other day, and grabbed his guitar, Pansy he liked to call it.