def TW bc death-
this username (skywalker236) will be used for bobby, because I said he likes Star Wars and I don't want to put extra thought into his interests
Lukes pov
this is the best day of my life. bobby's dad was able to put in a good word with a producer friend of his about us, and now we have a gig at the orpheum. basically, if we do good, we could get signed!!!
Reggies pov
Luke ran away from home yesterday and now he's living in Alex's garage without letting his parents know- we all started putting money together so we can get an apartment together, and now, out of nowhere,,, we got the chance at a record deal!!! all we have to do is play at the ORPHEUM- I can't believe this is happening.
TheAnxiousDrummerBoy: so- we have the chance at blowing up- we're obviously doing it- right???
skywalker236: no shit sherlock-
SleevesAreTheWorkOfTheDevil: well we have two days before the show. we need to practice till then.
BiBassBoy: you want us to practice for two days straight before a big concert?
TheAnxiousDrummerBoy: how 'bout we practice all day and sleep all night? that sounds like a better plan than lukes-
SleevesAreTheWorkOfTheDevil: fineeeee but we have to be perfect.
BiBassBoy: we will be. we've been doing this for almost 2 years now-
skywalker236: ok- practice at Alex's? first thing tomorrow?
SleevesAreTheWorkOfTheDevil: I live there now so I doubt that will be a problem-
BiBassBoy: ill be there by 7.
skywalker236: alright. ill see you guys then?
BiBassBoy: okie :) bye
TheAnxiousDrummerBoy: goodnight :)
SleevesAreTheWorkOfTheDevil: Gn
~two days later because I feel like band practice is pretty self explanatory~
Alex pov
we are currently at the friggin orpheum, and we're about to do a sound check. I'm so excited I could explode. I'm also kind of nervous but I don't wanna think about it.
I get set up at the drums and the others grab their guitars.
time for me to count Luke down.
3
2
1
Luke starts to sing and I take out all my nerves on my drum set. this is amazing. they're all so good-
then again, so am I-
luke turns to me, signaling its time for my solo
A: we aint searchin for tomorrOWwww
R: tOmorrowww
A: 'cause we got all we need tOdAyyyy
R: tOOdaYYY
L: living on a feeling thats been runnin through our veins-
R: we're the revolution thats been singing in the rain-
after a while, the song is over, and the few waitresses and waiters cleaning up for tonight are applauding us.
obviously me and the boys congratulate each other on our best soundcheck yet, then we notice one of the waitresses who seems to have really enjoyed our song.
we all approach her and I laugh with her as all my friends play flirt and try to win her attention.
eventually Luke, reg, and I decide to leave and go get some street dogs, but bobby stays in the building because he's a "vegetarian"
we celebrate our amazing run and buy some dogs, then sit on an old couch beside the dog guys car-dog station.
we all finish off our dogs, and I can't help but notice how weird it tastes- maybe its cause I've been drinking soda all day and the tastes mixed or something-
who cares?
apparently I should've cared, because soon enough the three of us are coughing our lungs out.
then, the worst possible thing happens. reg pukes all over the floor and still can't stop coughing.
L: reg? reg are you aright???
Luke looks wAy too pale all of a sudden
R: I- ill be fine-
he pukes again, but this time I puke right after him.
L: Alex-! somebody get an am-
then he pukes.
R: somebody- *coughing* somebody call an ambulance-!!!
after we all puke out everything we've ever eaten, an ambulance pulls up and they lead us into it.
well,,, they lead me and Luke in- reg passed out and they had to carry him.
god I hope he's gonna be ok- if he's not I don't know what ill do-
then I puke again.
what is happening???
A: is reg ok??
EMT: sir, please try not to talk-
everything is spinning. I'm scared. I can't help but start crying.
L: Alex- Alex. everything- its all gonna be ok-i promise. just- just hold on for me ok?
A: o-ok- ill- ill hold on-
then the room stops spinning, and everything goes black.
Luke pov
what is happening?!?!? just a few minutes ago we were killing it at practice, and now we're puking our guts out and yelling for ambulances.
reg just passed out and some EMTs are carrying him into the ambulance- god I'm scared-
they lead me into the ambulance and I let out a forced whisper to the closest EMT
L: is- is reg going to be ok?
EMT: your friend is going to be ok. just focus on breathing right now ok?
then I spot Alex- he looks worse off than any of us- he looks like he's having a panic attack on top of all of this-
L: Alex- Alex. everything- its all gonna be ok-i promise. just- just hold on for me ok?
A: o-ok- ill- ill hold on-
then his eyes close.
L: Alex?!?!? Alex-!!
the EMTs try to calm me down, but I'm already inconsolable. both my best friends are passed out and I don't know whats wrong, but I think I'm next.
EMT: sir. I need you to take deep breaths. please.
I can barely hear her over my own racing thoughts, and before I knew what was happening, everything was quiet again. everything was quiet and dark.
thats when I spotted reg and Alex. they were sitting together, crying.
L: boys-! wait- where are we?
Reg: I- I don't know- Alex thinks-
A: I think we're dead.
L: wh-what? we can't be- how would we be able to talk to each other if we were dead-? like- shouldn't we be in heaven or something?
Reg looks up at me and smiles a little
R: or something-
L: still- this doesn't exactly look like the "fiery pits of hell"
R: true- maybe we're in heaven?
L: I doubt it- I feel like I would have my guitar if I was In heaven-
R: fair- what do you think Alex?
alex is still crying- poor thing must be the most anxious he's ever been-
then he looks up and glares at me
A: I think we're dead and we'll never see our parents or Cindy or liz or robin or Britt or bobby every again. we're also nEver getting a record deal now.
then he just goes back to crying.
L: .....alright then- that was- dark-
R:....hes not wrong though-
L: yeah but- I don't think it'll do us much good to think too hard about it.
R: fair. lets promise not to think to hard about it from now on.
L: deal. Alex?
A: don't talk to me until one of you finds the antidote for death.
L: understood.
A: mhm *goes back to crying*
reg and I walk around a little trying to find the pearly gates or something, but after a few hours we give up and sit by Alex.
then, out of nowhere, we fall. out of the black room and right into Alex's garage.
and the rest seems to be history.