If I Fall... | By : Aviarianna Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1370 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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If I Fall Chapter 3
It wasn’t the plane ride that made pretty much everyone a tad bit grumpy, it was getting through all the checks and balances in the air port that did it but finally they all got onto the plane. It was just Avi, the guys, the pilot and like one stewardess person and that was just fine, it was nice actually. Avi had only been on a place twice in her lifetime and that too and from LA when she was 13, but then it was crowded and coach. Now…she had a whole row of comfy seats to herself, in fact they all had a row to themselves.
In the row behind Avi, Gerard sat and in the row ahead of her Mikey was seated. Across the aisle from her Frank sat, and in the row behind him was Bob while Ray was in the row across from Mikey. All in all it was a nice little seating arrangement in her eyes.
Avi observed the boys from behind her bangs and listened to what they said. She took a few moments to right the situation for herself. She would be working with them for a long while, at least she hoped so. She was going to have to give them the benefit of the doubt and put SOME trust into them. When packing, Azzi had warned her not to do what she normally did. Azzi didn’t want Avi to fall again…didn’t want her to close up and shutdown like she had when the only other person she’d trusted completely had betrayed her. Avi didn’t want to fall either…it takes a miracle to get up after a fall like that.
Taking no notice of any of the conversations going on around her anymore, the still somewhat in shock girl curled up next to the window with her sketchbook in hand. Her eyes closed and her pencil tapped the page in a rhythmic pattern with the music she was listening too through her tiny but wonderful little mp3 player. The mind behind the closed eyes began to wander, trying to think of something to draw. The strange mind wandered throughout all the things in her life she’d seen, experienced and knew and then the windows to that mind opened and the pencil began to move in arcs and angles upon the paper.
10 minutes later the sketch of a labyrinthine garden had begun to take shape and the girl was oblivious to anything but her drawing and her music. That is until she was tapped on the shoulder so many times she became annoyed.
“What?” She asked with a tone of annoyance, never looking up from her drawing but still managing to pull the little earphones out of her ears.
“Good to know you’re still with us.” Mikey joked, removing his finger from its previous jab into her shoulder.
“Huh? Oh…whoops!” She finally looked away from the large book of acid free paper with a slight blush and a smile.
“So what’re you doing that’s so attention taking? I almost thought you were Gerard for a moment the way you were concentrating on that thing.” Mikey, again joked but that earned laughs from everyone including the elder Way.
“Sketching a masterpiece of course!” Gerard declared, trying to get a peek of the picture but failing miserably. Avi gave him look and smiled wryly at them all.
“No one see’s it till it’s done.” She hugged it tightly to her chest. “No. One.”
“All right, all right. No peeking.” Gerard raised his hands in surrender but gave her a smirk that clearly said he’d try anyways.
“Well then…now that you’ve affectively gotten my attention, what do you want?” She closed the sketchbook quickly and shoved it between her and the window for precautions sake.
“Well…we were wondering what to expect from you.” Frank spoke up from across the aisle.
“You can expect exactly what you got from your previous vocal coach I suppose.” She shrugged.
The boys gave her a clearly confused look.
“What?” Now she was genuinely confused too.
“We’ve uh, never really had a vocal coach before.” Gerard answered.
“Never? But I thought that having a vocal coach was like, mandatory for a band or something…” Well that was certainly unexpected for the 18 year old.
“I guess if you’re a rock band then it doesn’t really count as mandatory but we, and our manager thought that it might be a good idea to get one.” Gerard explained with a sheepish smile. “And well, you’re it!” he gave her a pat on the back and then reached for the sketchbook with failed subtly.
He still managed to get it though.
“Hey! Give that back right now Gerard!” Avi screeched, reaching for the book now being dangled above her head.
“Nope!” the elder way brother laughed and dove across to bobs aisle to avoid the lunging Avi who landed headfirst with her feet in the air.
“Tinkerbelle Undies! I knew it! Pay up Ray!” Mikey said, holding a hand out Ray who slipped him a five.
“EEEE!” Avi squeaked and righted herself quickly, blushing so badly that she was pink all the way down her neck. “Give me that back!” She lunged again towards Gerard who was climbing over the seats into Frank’s row. This time she landed with out flashing the guys though, much to her delight.
“Give it!” She screamed again as she blew her bangs out of her face, Mikey, Ray, Bob and Frank could be heard cheering her on in her quest to take back her precious book of drawings. How they had managed to all crawl to the side Avi and Gerard had just come from in the time it took for her to get her bangs out of her eyes was beyond her.
“I don’t wanna!” Gerard yelled back, giving her a smirk and waving the oversized pad of paper teasingly.
Avi had had enough of this little game, especially after flashing every member with her Tinkerbelle boy-cut underwear. Gerard was about to open the book when the look Avi was giving him caught his eye and the other boys went silent, watching the girl and boy with baited breath.
It was getting kind of good….
Avi raised an eyebrow and smirked at Gerard in a way that made him rethink stealing the book just a little bit. It was a look that said he had his chance and that he had definitely passed on it. With a cat like grace that only showed itself in interesting situations, she pounced, yes pounced over the seats with lightning strike speak. The sketchbook went flying from Gerard’s hands as he fell to the ground between the middle and from row of seats with Avi straddling his stomach.
“Meow.” Avi mewled, leaning down and placing one hand on either side of his head and meeting his very shocked eyes with her triumphant ones.
There it was…that feeling. That sparking, electrical charged shiver, that connection that they’d felt in the studio apartment. Avi took a sharp breathe at the sensation that suddenly erupted from every pore, watching as Gerard’s eyes widened. Did he feel it too then? Hand on her hips, holding her in place as she leaned back and allowed Gerard to sit up, still staring at her.
Did she feel that as well he wondered.
“Uh guys? We’re here.” Bob spoke, breaking the tense silence and causing Gerard and Avi to startle out of there confused reveries.
“Uh…great, yeah.Um…yeah.” Avi blushed, stuttering as she made her out of Gerard’s Grasp as quickly as possible, grabbing her sketchbook and black bag before heading off the plane, the guys staring between her and Gerard as they followed.
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I swear it will get better! But if you want something well written…well yeah. In any case it will be more than worth the wait. I don’t want things to move too fast between Avi and Gerard is all…Otherwise the story won’t work like it should. Now PLEASE REVIEW and RATE IT!
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