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~Rodrick Heffley~Diary Of A Wimpy Kid~

DISCLAIMER-I do not own Diary of a wimpy kid, I only own this plot, and my OC's. 

Hello you beautiful Beans, 

How are you? I hope your doing good. I am here during my AVID class to tell you, I am so sorry. These are so short and I feel horrible because I am so dry of ideas at the moment, but I am hoping to continue writing the best I can. So this one isn't as short, but there is some German in there so if you want to, you can pull out a translator on google, and if you can't ask in the comments what they mean, and I will get back to you as fast as possible. There is also a song, so if you want to play it with the story I can link it, up top. 

Sincerely,

Me

Rodrick Rules, talent contest. You and your band are right after Greg and Rowley, Rowley is your cousin. Rodrick knew that Rowleys cousin just moved to Ohio, and that you were in a band, but he just thought you were like his brother's best friends' family. Lighthearted, hippy, probably singing Koumbia. So when he sat in the audience after Rowleys magic act, with greg as his assistant, he was shocked to see the smaller 7th grade boy go to hug this tall, H/L H/C girl, you, who had Green (Or any other color if you want) streaks in your hair, with a black eyeliner and green makeup, who was wearing a green corset top, with black bell bottoms and matching elbow length gloves, finishing with a chain looping around your hip. Holy... Rodrick thought, his jaw dropped as his brother went over and gave you a hug. When Greg moved, Rodrick got a view of your block combat boot heels. That blew him over the edge with interest. Your band was called up next, so it wasn't surprising when your three bandmates took you away from the boys.

"We can talk again later boys." You said smiling, ruffling both of the boy's hair. Phoenix, your best friend,was your drummer, he had messy blonde hair, eyeliner smudged around his piercing green eyes, and a black ACDC muscle shirt with red plaid like pants, with a chain looping around the belt loops. Daniel was your bass guitarist, long black hair with pink stripes equally scattered, while she was wearing a hot pink corset dress, with pink makeup that matched the dress, rocking the smudged eyeliner look. Last but not least there was Benny, your lead guitarist, brown crazy hair, the same smudgy eyeliner as the other bandmates, with a black oversized skull shirt, and black ripped jeans. With that you all walked on stage, catching a few people off guard, except your family, and any one who wasn't a judgmental jerk. So basically a lot of people were shocked. You ignored all of it though, you just went up to the mic, you were the lead singer, and the starter of the band. You had written some originals for the band but this time you guys were going to play Black Sheep by Metric. So with your head down, your foot began tapping, everyone took the count down.

1.

2.

3.

Black sheep come home (x15)

Daniel, Benny, and Phoenix sang softly into the mics, while you waited for the entrance. Then it came.

Hello again

Friend of a friend, I knew you when

Our common goal was waiting for the world to end

Now that the truth is just a rule that you can bend

You crack the whip, shape-shift and trick, the past again.

You sang, striking the audience with another wave of surprise, with how your voice sounded so rough and powerful, but so elegant and beautiful everyone was intriguing. Benny, and Daniel supported your voice perfectly, while Phoenix began to rock out on the drums. Your foot was almost like the group's metronome.