What An "All Time Low" Really Means

Ever since I was invited to join *"Future Hearts," I've been practicing non-stop. I can't do something that may ruin the chances of my being in the band. My best friend Jack Barakat caught me off-guard while I was in my room. He came over, and somehow I didn't hear him, but my mom sent him to my room.
Now, there are two things I want to keep others from as easily as possible.
One is the lame-as-crap room, with all my favorite bands (Blink 182 and stuff like that) posters pasted all over my walls, and demonic bed sheets and a bunch of other emo crap. Nobody in their right mind would listen to that stuff if they want to survive at our school. Well, I listen to it. You may be thinking, "Well, you obviously survive pretty well." No. I haven't told you about my fun trips to what I like to call "Earth's-Hell." There I wallow in self-pity, cuts, burns, and, most of all, tears. Seriously, screw that place. Anyways, the other thing I want to hide is my love for guitars and playing guitars. My, very supportive, mother is always encouraging me. "Oh, you're so good!" and all that crap is what she's always saying. In her mind she's probably thinking "He sucks, ha ha ha!."
Well, Jack killed two birds with one stone, as they say. What I mean is, I was holding my incredibly expensive (to me, I payed for it with my own money), $3,000 Stratocaster. A handmade red electric with a white pick guard, and "Blink 182's" logo printed on the back, when he walked in. He glanced around my room and nodded.
"What?" I asked, "Emo enough for you to laugh at me with your friends at school?"
He looked at me, seriously offended, "Hell no, bro. You've got great taste in music!"
It took a moment for that comment to register, "Seriously?"
"Dude, yeah!" he exclaimed, ""Blink 182," "Green Day," "Linkin Park?""
"I was afraid you thought I was some emo loser," I said.
"No way, dude!" he exclaimed, "Now, when I walked in, did I hear you playing some epic guitar?"
I glanced down at my Strat, blushing hard. He now knew my dirty little secret.

Notes

*I realize this is the name of their new album, but I could not come up with a name for their "original" band.

Also, sorry if this is really crappy, I am writing this at like 11:30 p.m. So I'm really tired, plus I'm super stressed for a track meet I have tomorrow. Anyways, enough about me, I want to know about you. Leave comments down below on what I did well, what I should add, and what I should change. Also, don't forget to leave a rating, so I know how you feel about my writing. Hopefully, I can come out with the second chapter in 3 or so days.

Also, the narrator of the story will always be the description for the chapter.