"Pizza is good eating, but not as good as drumming..." Zath Alen Ranted to himself, as he layed on the couch with two of his friends, he was a 'friend' with them, but he forgot their names, some friend he was. he was too lazy to remember anyway...

Now what was he talking about again??? ooh yeah! Pizza, It's good eating, his faverote was pineapple, and since he had been accepted into this music school, it's all he wanted to eat, Coke and pineapple Pizza! "This was the life," he joked as he bounced one of his drumsticks off his friend's head. All he remembers was getting a letter, and going to the airport to go play in a band, drums were his life! And he was content...

Except For that he was out of Pineapple Pizza! He ran up, with only amazing spped someone hungry for pineapple pizza had, and phoned the dilvery guty, and he was angry that he had just delivered the pizza and had to go back, but he was good for buissness. He came back down stairs and started to mess around with his drum set, perfect rythem. He was hungry, but content. "What trippy adventures will be up for me down the road?" he questioned himself.

Tsumugu sighed behing his biker mask, steaming up the cover slightly, he wiped off the mosture and then said
"So we got a new rival band on our hands... i don't know why we couldn't have just been friends with them or something... seriously getting them to become a band might not have been the best thing" he sighed again, it wasn't like he expected anyone to really bother with what he was saying, he may be in one of the bests bands ever but he was more of the odd one out of the group, due to his very friendly personality. True the band members were all his close friends, apart from the manager maybe, who scared him a little.

Lily glanced up occasionally from her notebook, listening to her band members words. Of course she was the odd ball, a clarinetist of all things, and not a bad guitarist. Still, it was the same responsse everywhere she went. 'A Clarinetist? Is that like some sort of desiease or something? Wait, isn't that instrument that squidward off of spongebob play? Ha! you're such a loser!' with a quiet sigh she glanced down at her notebook and scribbled a few words down.

Leira sat on the couch, trying to listen to her iPod, but it was hard because Zath wouldn't shut his mouth. "Zath, sweetie," Leira said sweetly, then frowned, "will you keep it down please?" She can get cranky when she's deprived of her music. "I'm trying to listen to my songs!"