~A Few Weeks Later~
"Are you sure you want to do this Angela? You always were against it..." Cameron asked me hesitantly.
"Nope, I promised Hanna I would do it someday. And she said she wanted to be the first person to see me preform. So I have to, in honor of Hanna. I will create a band."
"Ok..."
"And you Cameron Rogers, will join it!" His eyes went wide as I smiled at him.
"Really?"
"Yeah, we both can be the singers and we have to find some people who can play instruments. And if they can sing too, then they will be able to solo some songs too!"
~Time Skip to the auditions~
Cameron and I had put up 2 audition lists. 1 for backup singers/people who can sing and play, and the other for just people who can play. We went through tons of people and found no one good. Soon a guy with orange and orange eyes walked in with a guitar.
"Um hi, I'm Max Exile, and I came to audition. I can sing kind of and play the guitar. I'm going to sing a song I wrote and play the guitar." I nodded encouraging him to continue. He plugged his guitar into the amp and his phone into the speaker we prepared for everyone and played something. He then started to play the guitar.
Max:
"My chick she's a little bit punk rock,
Can't stand when I'm listening to hip-hop,
She prefers White Snake over Drake
(Girl: Whatever!)
But I make her listen to it anywayShe gets mad 'cause I'm always on my iPhone,
Her Blackberry can't barely get a signal,
She's so on-time when I'm always running late,
(Girl: Hurry up!)
I guess she's gonna have to waitThinking I'm in way over my head, yeah!
She say's left and I say right,
Yeah she says yes and I just might,
'Cause I go up and she goes down,
Yeah I say something and she freaks out,
I swear she's out to get me,
She's horror-movie crazy,
And I'm telling you she hates me
She's unlike any other,
Man, I think I love her,Wooooo,
Man, I think I love her,
Wooooo,
Man, I think I love her,My chick she's a little bit psycho,
She's True Blood, I'm American Idol,
(Girl: Hey!)
She's always hiding the remote from me,
Sucks for her that it's my TV
She's in my face whenever I'm driving,
(Max: I know where I'm going!
Girl: I know you're lying!
Max: Whatever!)
My girlfriend talks too much,
(Girl: BLAH BLAH BLAH!)
Man, she never shuts up
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Music Lovers. #Ange
RomanceThis story has heartbreak, love and tons of other things. Along with music!