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(Alex Flux and Eric Quillington are fifteen)
Alex’s Point of View
As soon as I opened the front door, I instantly regretted bringing Greg to band practice. Eric had verbally torn apart the last couple of bassists we had with just a few sentences, so I was almost dreading what he’d say to our new recruit. Plus, I’d never actually told them I found a new bassist, so I wasn’t exactly sure what he’d say. It was really kind of intimidating to be in a band with someone like him, and the sarcastic smile he gave the two of us as soon as we entered the room didn’t help matters much.
“Well, howdy Alex, who’s your new boyfriend?” Eric said mockingly. Before I could even think to say something in return, Greg replied, “Don’t worry, I’m not here to steal your boy toy. I just heard you guys needed a new bassist.” Now that I’d actually seen the two of them together, I’d begun to wonder just how Greg might deal with Eric’s sarcasm. Eric wasn’t exactly scrawny, but Greg looked like a giant compared to him. Of course, Eric Quillington wasn’t one to act nervous, so he leapt off of the sofa he was sitting on, and said, “Oh, hey, I know you. You’re Greg Oldson, captain of the football team… wow, this is so stereotypical.”
“And, this is Eric Quillington,” I said, glad that I could finally get a word in, “He’s our guitarist. And the guy in the back is Rick Vandervoot, he’s our drummer.” Rick nodded his head in acknowledgement, and went right back to setting up his drum kit. “We’re kind of a shitty band,” Eric said to Greg, as though this was common knowledge, “The band’s name is Alpharian, which was thought up by yours truly. We kind of go through a lot of bassists, because-“
“Because Eric keeps insulting their playing.” I said, cutting him off, “Hopefully Eric will learn to deal with you.”
“Oh, don’t worry about Greg,” Eric sarcastically called out from the sofa, which he was once again lying on, “I can tell that we are gonna be friends.”
Eric’s Point of View
Rick wasn’t exactly saying much. Of course, that was to be expected, he was kind of shy. I actually really liked him; he never said stupid things. Kind of the opposite of me. After another few minutes of crippling boredom, Alex walked in the room, looking extremely happy and smug about something. I immediately realized what that something was when I saw the kid right beside him, and I immediately realized he was Isaac’s replacement. Time to see how easily provoked the new guy can be, I thought to myself.
“Well, howdy Alex, who your new boyfriend?” I immediately regretted saying this, as the fact sunk in that the new feller was quite a bit taller than me. Instead of just beating me into a pulp, he replied, “Don’t worry, I’m not here to steal your boy toy. I just heard that you guys needed a new bassist.” Touché.
I got my first good look at him; he looked like a bit of a tool, and was muscular enough to probably be on the football team. Ah, football, that rings a bell. I leapt off the sofa, and walked towards him. “Oh, hey, I know you. You’re Greg Oldson, captain of the football team.” I paused for a minute, realizing how stupid this was; the school’s misfit in a band with the guy all the ladies swoon for. “Wow, this is so stereotypical.” I said under my breath, but loud enough for him to hear.
After another minute or so of introductions, I walked back to the sofa and started tuning my guitar. I really hoped my mom wouldn’t mind the drumset in the middle of her kitchen when she gets back. We should’ve done this in the garage, I thought. “Hopefully Eric will learn how to deal with you.” Alex sighed, obviously annoyed with me. In order to kind of make up for driving away yet another bassist, I replied, “Oh, don’t worry about Greg. I can tell that we are gonna be friends.”OOC: Sorry if it doesn't seem like Alex's point of view is as well-written as Eric's; I've just written about Eric longer, which is why it's easier for me to write about what he thinks. Anyways, this is the first part of a story that'll probably be about seven or eight parts long. I hope you all enjoy it! Edited by user 28 July 2010 09:46:12(UTC)
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Kid Anything- Indie/Britpop/Shoegaze; influenced by Sigur Ros, XXYYXX, Kanye West, Blur, Oasis (Bringing together an eclectic group of influences, Ulysses' songs are sung with carefree abandon by Nick Junk) Kurt Ulysses - Songwriter, Guitarist, Backup Vocalist Nick Junk - Vocals, Mojo Infinite- Alternative/Experimental Rock; influenced by Muse, Radiohead, and The Beatles (Known best for their experimental music and their frontman's eccentric behavior, the band disbanded after Eric Quillington's death to pursue solo careers or, in Matt Robert's case, peace of mind. Infinite released four albums over the course of their career; Blue Nebula, Midnight Skies, Insomnia, and Dancing about Architecture.) Eric Quillington (Deceased) - Lead Vocals, Lead Guitar, Piano, Primary Lyricist Matt Roberts - Bass Greg Oldson - Drums, Backup Vocals, Secondary Lyricist Amelia Florentine - Keyboards, Piano, Lyricist, Backup Vocals "When asked 'how do you write?' I invariably answer, 'one word at a time', and this answer is invariably dismissed. But that's all it is. It sounds too simple to be true, but consider the Great Wall of China, if you will: one stone at a time, man. That's all. One stone at a time. But I've read you can see that motherfucker from space without a telescope." - Stephen King |
