Gerard’s POV
Lunch time, finally, I get to see Lyn-z again. I’ve been at the school for three weeks. I’ve come to find Ray is a remarkable guitar player, probably the best I’ve ever seen. Frank apparently played guitar as well, has been in and out of bands since he was eleven. Bob Played drums, what they didn’t know, is that Mikey played bass, and I mean, I sang, but I’m not that fantastic.
I sat at the table with my head in Lyn-z’s lap as she played with my hair as I chewed on a straw. She started to hum my favorite Black Flag song, and of course, being me, I couldn’t help but sing along. I pulled the straw from my mouth closed my eyes and imagined myself on a stage. Mikey and I have wanted to be rock stars ever since he was a kid and I took him to a Smashing Pumpkins concert. I knew it would never happen though, only the best make it big, and there’s no way I could be the best, that’s why I had plans for art school. I have confidence Mikey could though. He is the most talented mother fucker, like I don’t even think he realized it.
While I was caught up in my daydream I didn’t notice everyone stopped talking. They were all listening intently as I sung my heart out. I’ve never sung for anyone, I never took lessons I was just able to open my mouth and sing.
When I opened my eyes everyone sat there in awe.
“Are you committed to a band?” Frank’s eyes were wide as he looked at me.
“um…. No…?” I was confused I mean I knew they all played an instrument but what did it matter if I was in a band.
“save yourself for someone worth while,” Ray sighed.
“My singer bailed last week,” Frank added.
“That’s bullshit!” Bob thumped him in the back of the head, “You told me you fired him for drinking all the beer!”
“Well it’s not my fault the guy drank it all! I’m so sorry I don’t want to pay for his beer too!”
“Anyway,” Ray ignored them as they to bicker.
“I’ll think about it,” What they didn’t know is I had other thinks on my mind at the moment. “Hey Lyn…?” I stood from the bench, “Could I talk to you for a minute?”
“Sure,” she smiled and began to leave the cafeteria, before following her I reached into my back pack stuck a rose into my back pocket and followed her out.
Frank’s POV
He sung like an angel. I swear his voice was flawless. You could tell her was kind of embarrassed we were listening even thought he tried to keep his cool.
When he left with Lyn-z I knew what was going to happen. We all knew they’d be together by the end of the month; still I didn’t want that to happen though. I could see them out the window, when she jumped and wrapped her arms around his neck then kissed him, I knew. It had happened, I tensed, and we were never going to hear the end about the new pairing.
When I saw him smile at her my heart sunk into my toes.

Notes

Poor Frank