Elementally Bionic [SLOW UPDATES!!!]

Concert in a Can

Adam, Chase, and I were hanging out with the new kid Marcus, who was playing the guitar. He was so good!

"Oh, Sweet! Look at his little fingers go. It's like each one has a brain of its own." Adam said happily and waved his fingers.

"Thanks. You know, you guys are the only people who have talked to me at this school. I hate being the new kid." Marcus talked.

"Yeah, we used to be the new kids that no one talked to." Chase added.

"Now we're just the vaguely familiar kids that no one talks to." I added.

"Hey, peeps. What's the deal-o?" Leo came up and asked.

"Hi. I'm Marcus."

"I know. We have gym together." Then they fist pumped. Seeing Marcus confused face Leo continued.

"And study hall. And also chemistry. We're lab partners."

"Oh. I...did not know that. Chase, you ever play guitar?"

"No, but I've always wanted to."

"Well, I'm a hammer as well. My rocking is only eclipsed by my rolling." Leo added.

"Leo your mom said you played the clarinet for three weeks until you swallowed the reed." I interjected.

"I passed it."

"Here Chase, wanna Give it a go?" Marcus asked about the guitar.

"Well. Yeah, sure. Why not?" Chase grabbed the guitar and looked at it for a second before starting to play excellently. I raised my eyebrows. What the-

"What do you know? Beginner's luck." Chase said and handed back the guitar.
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"So we moved around a lot and I was homeschooled for most of my life." Marcus finished explaining.

"No way! So were we! We are so similar! Do you have a third nipple too?" Adam asked and Marcus raised an eyebrow and shook his head.

"Anyway... that's a pretty sweet guitar, Marcus." Chase flipped the conversation.

"Yeah, and you're a natural, bro!" Chase shurgged and Adam tried to eat a tator tot with chopsticks?

"Guys! We should form a band!"

"Oh, that's a great idea!" Adam started hitting the chopsticks on the table. "But what would I play?"
"Oh I got it!" Adam celebrated for a second then said, "No, I don't got it."

"I think you're gonna be the drummer." I chided and ate my Ramon Noodles. (I'm not even kidding, a group of guys at my school made a gang called the Ramon Gang.)

"Hmm. Interesting choice. I had been pondering the French Horn." I shook my head and Leo came over and sat next to me.

"Hey, Leo, guess what? Marcus and Adam and I are forming a band." Chase told him.

"Well, you guys just met. Don't you think it's a little soon?"

"A little soon for what? Taking the deeply committed step of jamming together?"

"Jesus! You guys are forming a band not having a kid!" I rolled my eyes.

"Now if we could just find some place to practice. I live in a pretty small place, so..."

"I know a place. The lab." Adam stood up. Chase banged the table, Leo coughed and I did a spit take.
"Oh. L-Labrador retriever park. Yeah, the dog park. Nice acoustics. Plus, they have dogs."

"Well, you know Marcus, we have a pretty big place. We can all just jam there." Chase offered.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold your horses, Cowboy." Leo protested then grabbed Adam and Chase, who grabbed me.