Guts

The rest of the week went by in a blur. I was so excited I couldn’t concentrate in class. I was fidgety and giddy. This would be the first time anyone ever stayed over and I had no idea what to. I had some movies picked out and even a few games for my PS2. My mom was making snacks; I think she was more excited than I was.
The one thing that kept me sane that week was the fact that, during class we would talk about music and even during lunch I took him to the music room. It turns out he is what he would say a “musical prodigy”. In other words he would grab an instrument, set it up like something great was going to happen, then murder my eardrums with his “talent”. I’m honestly surprised that no one ever came to check or filed a noise complaint.

*Hey I wasn't that bad! You just don’t know true musical talent!*
^ You hit notes only dogs could hear! I swear it’s a surprise I can even sing on pitch with the way you murdered my ear drums!!
*Lexy I wasn’t that bad! You know you love it when I serenade you ;)*
^J-Babe again not in front of the kids! They aren’t ready for this!
*Oh yea! Sorry guys! And sorry Lexy please don’t punish me ;D*
^JACK!

When Friday finally rolled around he already had all of his stuff so we ran out to my mom’s car for what I hoped would be the best weekend ever. I could tell he was excited to. It seemed like he had made quite a few friends on his first week there. I was happy for him. He was going places. When we got to my house we threw our shoes off and raced for the player one controller. He cheated though and tripped me so he managed to get to it first.

*Hey it’s not my fault you fell over my foot! I was just simply jogging to the PS2.*
^Whatever you tripped me and cheated!

We played Mortal Kombat for like 3 hours until he was tired of me kicking his sorry ass. It was time for dinner. My mother had out done herself and cooked a magnificent dinner; smoked ham with deviled eggs and stuffing, a side of mashed potatoes and gravy and for desert an apple cobbler. I don’t think anyone could have looked more alive than Jack at that point. He looked as though his favorite band had just asked him to marry all of them.

*In my defense I had never had a meal that big EVER! Plus your mom’s cooking has always been the best! I would choose her home cooked meals over any 5 star restaurant!*

I don’t think I ever saw someone eat so much so fast and not get sick or die for that matter! He was like Kirby! He just sucked it all up and wanted more! I thought to myself how could he stay so skinny and devour so much? After he was finally done pigging out and complementing my mom, which he did in-between every bite; we went upstairs for some jamming out.
He brought out his acoustic guitar and I could have sworn my jaw hit the floor. It was a Gibson 1963 J-200N. It was beautiful!

“Where did you get that they cost thousands of dollars?!”
“Well, my uncle who taught me to play owned it. He passed away a few years ago and willed it to me. It’s kind of my most prized possession.”

I could see tears start to form in his eyes so I pulled out my used Epiphone DR-100 and started playing American Idiot. He caught on and soon we had an out concert in my room. Jack was going crazy; he was jumping off my bed and sliding across my floor. He had so much energy! After what seemed like forever he finally dispelled some of his energy we laid back on the bed to catch our breaths. Jack looked at me and asked “Lex, do you ever wonder what it would be like to be in a band?”
I was kind of taken aback for a second because no one, not even my parents called me anything but Alexander, except Tom, he called me Zander. After a few minutes I told him “Well I don’t honestly know. I mean it would be fun to make a name for myself but it’s a hard thing to do. And we are kinda still only in middle school, I mean who starts a band and actually follows through with it in middle school?”
I will never forget the serious look on his face and what he told me. He said “I would, and I have. I have talked to a few guys at school and they are willing to give it a try with me. Marc Shilling from drama club can play a mean bass, Yanni Giannaros from band is a beast on the drums, and of course me as lead guitar. All that we need is a singer and rhythm guitar and you can do that! C’mon Lex! It would be perfect!”

I was about to just flat out refuse but I looked up at him and saw the sheer pleasure in his eyes. He was trembling with excitement. I could tell he spent some time and actual thought on this. He actually believed that this could work. He was dead serious.

I looked up at him and I just couldn't refuse “Yes!”

Notes

Well what do you guys think??

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