~Rylan's POV~
I stared at the notebook Kurt gave me, apparently I'm supposed to use it as a journal. Which might actually help, since I'm so fucked up right now. I grabbed a pencil and started writing,
'December 14th, 1997
Hi, journal. This is weird, I've never written in a journal, but Kurt gave me this notebook and said 'Journal' so I guess this is my journal now. Woohoo?
Um, feelings. Am I supposed to write about those? I dunno. This is fucking stupid. I would rather keep bottling shit up and doing drugs than write in something that one of the guys can easily snoop through. Which is an awful thing to say since I promised to stop doing drugs. Anyways, I'm tired, and hungry, I wanna sleep some more but I'm not tired. Maybe I should go look for Rowan, I dunno.'
I turned the page and wrote on the back of the page I was originally writing on
'Anyways, I met some awesome people when I was on tour with the guys a few months ago. I think one of their names is Billie Joe or something. I met his friends too, Mike and Tré. They're cool. We met them after that one show where we threw stuff at the crowd to stall until the next band. The next band was them, Green Day.
I wanna dye my hair again. I wanna get a piercing or two. I wanna write songs, I wanna be a famous rockstar like Kurt and Dave and Krist.
Anyways, I'm gonna go eat something.
Bye, journal.
Signed, me, aka Rylan.'
I closed the notebook and tossed it next to me sighing, I went down to the kitchen and grabbed something to eat. I felt surprisingly calm for once. Weird.
I shrugged the feeling off and ate a cookie I found, sitting at the table. Kurt sat across from me, "Hi" I said, a couple crumbs flying out of my mouth. He laughed "Don't talk with your mouth full" I kept talking so I'd get crumbs everywhere, he shook his head smiling "Goofball." I finished eating my cookie "What's got you in a good mood?" He sighed dramatically. Uh oh, I sense something sappy. He smiled at me, basically reading my mind, "It's something sappy, I just really love Krist and Dave" I smiled, maybe things are finally heading up and staying up for once. I fake gagged "Ew. Romance. Yuck. My dad's are being all icky lovey dovey." That made Kurt laugh.
"So have you written in your journal at all?" I nodded, eating another cookie. He nodded "That's nice, maybe it'll help you feel better" I nodded again, grabbing another cookie "I feel much better."
We kept talking for a while, which was nice.
Things are finally seeming good.
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oh rylan, you have no idea what's about to happen :)
sorry for the shitty sappy happy chapter, I'm kinda dealing with writers block
-me
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FanfictionRylan is a 18 year old senior in high school, he's in a band with his friend Rowan. During the summer they go to Nirvana concert and their lives are changed forever, they find out stuff about themselves, each other, and their idols In this story, Ku...
