M I C H A E L ' S P O V
The usual video game sounds echoed throughout my small room. It was also accompanied by my rapid hands pressing on the controller.
Bang! Bang!
I pressed on a certain button that defends my player, unfortunately the bullet passed through me; making the character to fall down and bleed to death.
"GAME OVER." The deep robot-like voice said over the speakers.
Frustrated, I dropped the controller unto the floor and sighed. "Fuck my life."
In a second, a familiar head peeped through my door, almost scaring the hell out of me. She has her blonde hair tied in a bun, and there were prominent eye bags under her eyes; there were the results of her hardwork.
"Well," she said while slowly emerging into my room, revealing her usual home clothing. "as much as I like hearing the word fuck, but I really don't like my son swearing."
I groaned in an annoyed manner then stood up from the seat, making my way to my bed and laid down. My back was pressed on a soft surface while I was looking at the plain ceiling.
On the corner of my eye, I saw Mom sitting on my previous seat then turned to look at me. She was smiling to herself, like she was remembering something happy. While, I kept on staring at the white ceiling, like it was something interesting.
I couldn't take it anymore. I rolled over my right to face Mom, and her smile immediately became wider. Her whole face lit up, like when a child received candy. I smiled back.
She raised her right arm, just enough for her to check on her wrist watch. "Aren't you going to Luke's?"
It felt like I was hit by a truck, but I still managed to mumble "Shit" while I sprinted out my room.
"No swearing!" Mom had shouted.
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Instead of driving to Luke's house, I decided that it would be better to walk instead.
The cool breeze went by, making my skin to feel cold and turn into a chicken-like skin. My beanie flew away, landing on an approximately two meters from me. I rolled my eyes before I walked towards it, getting real tired of this.
But, this is band practice - it pumps my adrenaline. I get to to do the things I truly love (aside from video games), plus I get to enjoy doing it with my best mates.
As I bent to pick up my beanie, a strange dog bone appeared from the bottom. It randomly showed up, like it was magnetized or something. Chill immediately went up my spine.
But, then I looked at it again and it was gone.
"What the hell?" I exclaimed. It was utterly weird though; you can't just randomly see a dog bone that erupted from below. I sighed and shook my head as I wore my beanie, thinking how late I am and how Luke is going to fucking kill me.
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"You are late-again!" Obviously, Luke shouted that.
I shrugged innocently then took a hold of my guitar. It was leaning on the wall of Luke's garage, still looking wicked as ever. I run my fingers through the strings, as usual the awesome sound was heard.
Calum came to the rescue. "Chill, Luke. It's like you aren't used to it."
"Whatever," that was the blonde's response.
We began to play a few songs. Ashton was cool with his drums, no single mistake. Calum was really great; the bass was perfect. Luke was fucking amazing. His voice would always go with the beat; he may shout at me for my lateness but he is very talented.
Our music was mostly influenced by rock bands, and we hoped to follow their footsteps. We are hoping that we would share our written songs to everyone, and hoping that they would like it.
Finally, Luke finished his last line on Heartbreak Girl and announced for us to rest. Usually, our rest is composed of 70% video games and 30% food.
"Hey, Ashton could you get the popcorn?" Calum asked nicely, and Ashton nodded willingly.
I smiled without a reason. But that was probably because of my guitar, bandmates and the videogame. Calum was assembling it with Luke while I arranged the instruments back.
Once I placed my guitar on the proper place, I suddenly heard a BOOM.
The sound came from my back, where Calum and Luke are. A little smoke came out of the video game, and it instantly made my heart break. It may be Luke's but...
"What did you do?" Calum asked, knowing that the game will no longer work. Luke panicked like a maniac, then took his index finger from the socket. What the fuck?
My mouth was agape from shock and confusion. "How....? What..?"
"I don't even know, honestly! I feel that I am shock proof or something."
"Well, your console isn't! And why did you put that finger of yours in the goddamned socket?!"
"I was proving it to Calum!" he exclaimed, with his hands in the air frustratingly. Calum and I began to laugh at him, just in time Ashton came inside, with bowls of popcorn on his hands.
"You're just jealous because I have huge hands," Ashton teased, then wiggled his eyebrows as he placed the bowls on the table. Once his hands are free, he showed his palms to me-which are insanely huge.
"Shut up." was my only reply.
Ashton looked at the video game, with his mouth open (just like mine earlier). He mumbled a 'tsk', grabbed some tools out of nowhere and took the job.
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Ashton apparently fixed the console.
It was unbelievably awesome.
The three of us began to bomb him with questions on how did he do that. He had said that his Aunt knows a lot of mechanial stuff and ought to teach him.
"That was awesome," Luke mumbled for a millionth time, probably. Ashton smiled confidently and returned the tools (it was Luke's).
When Ashton placed the kit, a strange looking object fell.
It was a long box.
All of us looked at each other, then looked at the thing. It had a raging aura, and was like glowing in gold. It felt like it was full of electricity and the sky. Luke volunteered to take a look at it.
His fingers were on the surface of the box and was about to open lid, when his Mom interrupted.
"Luke! Don't touch that!"
All heads snapped in her direction. Liz was by the door, a worried expression written all over her face. Luke stepped back, and lined with us as his Mom picked up the thing with her.
"I'm incredibly sorry about this, but you aren't allowed to. . . uhm . . . touch this, alright?" Liz informed us with a forced smile. In my peripheral vision, Luke was raising his eyebrow, like he was looking at something weird.
Well, it hella is.
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The boys and I decided that we should go to the park to play something, just try to attract a crowd be a little famous.
We found ourselves talking about the thing.
"I think it was glowing,"
"It radiated electricity!"
"Shit, that was weird,"
"I wanna know what it is!"
Luke sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "Mom was acting very weird."
"Tell me about it." Calum agreed and nodded.
We spotted a vacant bench and settled there. Ashton brought his portable beatbox with him, then Calum, Luke and I brought guitars. A few people looked at us, then some came towards us.
What caught my eye is when a little girl grabbed her Mom's hand and ran towards us. She was laughing like a kid should be. It was very cute. Her dress bounces everytime she hops in our direction.
But there was a thing that a kid shouldn't have.
Fangs.