Kennedy High

A new member, huh? Gerard wasn't sure what to expect. Sure, he wanted a rhythm guitarist, but Ray had just met this guy. Well, you never know until you try. He was sitting in his garage with the door open, waiting for the guy to show up.

Right on time, a silver 73 Impala pulled into the driveway and someone familiar got out. The boy from the mall. What a strange coincidence. Probably better to not say anything about that.

Gerard stood up, walking out to greet him. "Hey, I'm Gerard, nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too Gerard, I'm Frank." He turned back around, pulling a guitar case and an amp out of the car. "Wasn't sure if you had an amp here so I just brought my own."

"Well, I do, but it never hurts to be prepared."

Frank nodded. "Hey, can I use your bathroom real quick?"

"Yeah it's just inside. Right across from the garage door."

"Alright thanks. Be right back."

After Frank had disappeared into the house, Gerard sat back down and started to sing absentmindedly. He managed to get through a whole song before the guitar player ret

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