Zero Percent

It's silent after I say that, so I walk towards the mess of music sheets on the wooden floor and start picking them up. Everyone keeps staring at me or the ground, until I mention that a picture lasts longer than just staring. I just start laughing like a maniac when I see their shocked faces, "Do you really think that happened?"

"Um, yeah. 'Cause you don't lie," Ray answers me, placing a guitar on its proper stand. Gerard agrees with him and walks towards me as I scrunch my face up at the bundles of music notes on the sheets.

"What the fu-" Gerard grabs the sheets out of my hand, mumbling about the music not being done. That's the first thing I learnt about Gerard; he was always insecure about his work and never wanted to show anybody until it was done. He starts saying sorry but I say, "It's cool, Gee. I get it," I wave it off, understanding, "So what's gonna happen now after my confession?" I raise my eyebrow at them, waiting for an answer out of them.

"I actually have another question?" Frank asks me, with his tattooed hands interlocked with each other. I nod at him to continue and he places his knuckles under his nose. "Are you going to kill any of us?" I burst out laughing, clutching my sides, and dropping my knees to the wooden floor. I hear Gerard giggling while Ray snickers at Frank. I look up to see Mikey scoffing and Frank standing there blushing.

I wipe the tears out of my eyes and say, "No, I'm not going to kill any of you! Do you really think I'm going to do that?" My smile drops as a joke to scare them, which works since Ray's scared eyes widen; I start chewing on my lip, thinking what I should do or say next. "To say the truth, the court banned me from having a weapon around me, like a knife or a gun. Just saying though..."

"Are you kidding me, Videl? What about that 'sharp-as-hell' crafting knife you used for that Courage the Cowardly Dog sculpture we made together?" Gerard questions, raising an eyebrow at me. I take notice that his eyes are full of... half-heartedly despair.

"Who said I followed what the court said?" I interject, "Plus, it was for a good cause and you know it!" I point at him as the guys stare at us with eyes wide. "By the way, anybody got a fag?"

"A what?!" Frank sputters, choking and snorting up on his water as I giggle at the act he caused.

"A fag?" I ask Frank, "I meant a cigarette! Sorry, That's what I've been taught to say but nobody fucking knows British terms because apparently nobody likes Britain. Which is crazy because they were the ones to come to America first, like Americans didn't just pop out of nowhere!"

I chuckle at my rant; Ray laughs with me - but more like at me - and starts talking," I'm gonna ignore what you just ranted about. But I guess you knew Gerard from before, that's Frank," he points to the tattooed guy as he waves to me, holding his cup of water again, "that's Mikey, but his real name is Michael," he directs to a lanky, tall guy wearing glasses, and I interrupt him.

"You're Gerard's brother 'ight?" I say to Mikey, remembering on Gerard's desk at the Cartoon Network building; a photo frame with his mom and dad on the right of Gerard, himself in the middle, and who I believe is Mikey on the left of him.

"Yeah, how do you know," he looks at Gerard for an answer and Gerard shrugs at him, turning both of their attentions to me. I didn't realize that they have the same pointed nose, horizontal oval-ish eyes, and the same jawline structure but Gerard's has his jaw less defined. I realize they have been staring at me waiting for an answer and I blush a bit before answering that on Gerard's desk there was a picture of his family and as well as how much both of them look alike.

"Sorry to interrupt but I'm Bob, the drummer," a guy walks up to me with a pair of drumsticks in one hand and one empty hand hanging out for me to shake. I shake his hand and introduce myself as Videl again. "Damn girl, you got a firm hand shake!" I shrug, replying it runs in my family. "So are we gonna let her sing or what? 'Cause I got some places to be-"

"Like where?"

"The music shop for my job, my date with my girlfriend, and see my sick grandmother before she goes into surgery," he rubs his crinkled forehead before walking back to the couch, signalling everyone to come and join him.

"Well, anything you want me to sing? I'll sing just about anything," I say to them as I stand on the spot having 5 pairs of eyes on me.

"Hmm, what about Jaded by Aerosmith? You know that song, right?" Ray suggests, looking at the guys getting approval for the song. They all nod and, I'm not even kidding when I say this but, Frank starts vibrating in excitement as they all sit at the worn out couch, that has probably been sitting in the basement for years, only to be used at the practices. They all stare at me as if they're at the zoo and wait for me to start singing.

I clear my throat and sing the opening lyrics, "Hey j-j-jaded, you got your mama's style, but you're yesterday's child to me," I shut my eyes, not wanting to see the guys faces, but see an empty room to help me stay calm. Mid-way into the song, I got interrupted by Frank.

"Stop!" I held my breath for a moment before he continues, "You're amazing! Damn, I swear I'll die if you don't let her be the co-singer!" I giggle a bit too loudly for Frank to ask, "What?"

"You said 'Damn, I swear'," Frank gives me a confused look at what I said, "Swearing is cursing where I come from."

"Cursing?"

"It's cussing! Fuck Frank-" I yell, getting frustrated at him before getting interrupted by Frank again.

"I would love you to do that actually. Just tell me when and where and I'll make it happen, sweetcheeks," he winks at me as I give him a disturbed look.

"Uhh, no way Frankie. You look a bit too innocent for me, to be honest with you," I say in return to him, giving him a sly smirk.

Frank starts walking over to me saying, "Oh really now? I'll show you inno-" Gerard put his arm out into Frank's path, stopping him from getting any closer.

"Okay, I don't think you should go any further than that Frankie. Videl, you're in the band." Gerard smiles at me, his hazel eyes glistening in the light as I let my mouth turn up into a gigantic grin. I run to Gerard and tackle him to the ground. Gerard hugs me until Frank climbs on top of me, trying to hug us. Gerard loosens his grip on me as both of us stare at him. "What are you doing?"

"What? I wanted to join the party!" he cheers hugging us even harder. Mikey, Ray, and Matt take this as a sign for hugging us as well. The first band hug, even though it's on the ground.

Notes

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