My Chemical Romance Marching Band Novels & Stories

She continued walking further into the school, taking the exact route she had taken the first day she had come with her mom for admission enquiries. The school compound wasn't that vast and classes could be easily identified. As she walked, she could still feel people gawking and talking about her, but she cared less anyway. Finally she got to her block and spotted her class, then she went in. Instantly, she spotted D 3 K’s, and she scoffed, making a face. D 3 K’s was a dance band, made up of three killer dancers; Kelly, Katherine and Kate. They were popular rock dancers, beautiful and sweet girls. Their bad side was that, they were rumoured to be very rude and arrogant.

Hell, I'm barely ever not hard for her. All I can think about is spilling my come inside her. I'm very, very glad she's on birth control. In between now and Billie’s fight, all the performing arts departments, including drama, have their separate spring showcases. It's a long week in the Rock House, with everyone rehearsing during the day and attending all the performances at night. We go see the Phantom at the music showcase, and he puts on an orchestral masterpiece using a laptop, two keyboards, and a bunch of machines. Sophie and Rachel, also music majors, perform a rock duet with electric violin and cello.

“I’m Dean. Do you really not know our names?” “I’m Mary,” the other girl said with a small smile. “And I’m Leon,” Leo told him. Nathan simply nodded at them and crossed his arms. “I’ve heard you’ve been practicing your song for a week. Can I see how far you’ve all got with the dance routine?” The band’s focus was dance and their songs were intended to be short and catchy. The record label hadn’t touched that part of the market yet and thought there was a gap they could fill with a mixed gender band.

I am finding a comfortable spot when I saw a brown girl kissing a guy’s neck found it chessy worthy. And then again, I saw a girl seducing dancing on a guy’s lap. Never thought in the first place that I will come to this bar, well didn’t know that this will go wild. I’m still strolling when I saw a tall girl casually talking to a guy, it caught my attention because they’re the only one who isn’t dancing, just like me. I was about to approach them when the music stopped and the mic turned on.

Greg walked her to the dance floor and he took her in his arms and they swayed to the beautiful jazz music coming in from the band. Greg led her onto the dance floor, their fingers brushing as he placed his hand on her back. The dance floor shimmered under the soft glow of chandeliers, a sea of glittering gowns and swaying silhouettes. Greg and Miley melted into the rhythm, their steps echoing on polished wood. The smoky scent of cigars and the clinking of champagne glasses mingled with the music, creating a heady atmosphere. Greg inhaled deeply, the world narrowing down to just Miley in his arms.

It was performed by a band at my high school promenade dance. We look away from each other for a second, yet by the next moment, we are looking at each other again. Shyly, he looks away again, he bows his head and smiles. Yet, I can’t take my eyes off him anymore. As the music plays, the flame on the candles gracefully dances, the atmosphere gradually becomes ambiguous between us. Softly, Jamie chuckles, “This place is... so romantic.” I smile, yet I’m not answering. Instead, I stand up from my chair and come to his side.

That was how loud it was! Adrian then went to look at each of my other bandmates to get the go ahead from them that they were ready to play and they nodded in reply. When he turned to look at me, I instantly froze. I didn't know if it was because I was nervous or if it was because of Adrian but either way I knew I had to shake it off. So I did and gave him an awkward thumbs up. He nodded back before he truned back towards the crowd and introduced our band. "Hey, guys. I'm Adrian, that's JD on lead, Warren on bass, Madison on drums, and we are The Decadence of The Fallen."

Noah The gym looked like someone took a normal Friday night and dumped a gallon of glitter on it. Streamers in school colors were draped from the basketball hoops, fairy lights wrapped around the bleachers, and the DJ had the speakers turned up so loud the bass felt like it was thumping straight through my ribs. The dance floor was packed—mostly girls, spinning and laughing like this was the greatest night of their lives, hair bouncing, dresses swishing, arms in the air like they were at a concert instead of Ridgeville’s Homecoming.

The first dance to secure the all important who’s who in school. "We should all wear different shades of green with white roses on the corsages. The boys will wear white tuxedos with black roses. The theme of the dance is Day of the Dead, morbid, but fun, right?” Alyssa laughed her high squeaky laugh. Artemis had heard the topic of conversation and felt the need to drag him away before he lost his brother to the “Hoe Zone”. Feeling his phone vibrate in his pocket, he looked at it.

Four months later… "I really love this song," Aurora shouted over the blaring bass line and reverberating beat of the drums. "What's the name of this band?" "The City," Meagan replied, her hands over her ears. "I like them, too, but it's way too loud in here. They need to turn the stereo down. How in the world are we supposed to carry on a conversation over this racket?"