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I wake up in the middle of a stage; thousands maybe even millions of people screaming out the name Reila. I wasn’t sure though of where I was. I looked around my surroundings. A drummer in the back of me, which had medium whitish silverish length hair, and had a formal shirt with a black tie and a formal jackets that’s was also white but filled with Crimson scars and black pants. This guy had the name Reila on the drums with a Matisse ITC font and looked like it was dripping, two guitarists on each side of me. Both skinny guys, wearing a pair of black shiny pants which looked uncomfortable and a black shirt which button all the way to their necks but the sleeves were ripped of and had a fish net for sleeves as well as chains sleeves. One had crimson hair with a straight hair do which looked awesome on him, the other guy had long black hair that reached his shoulders with red tip, but foremost a microphone just ahead of me a black one. Was I hallucinating? Was I a dreaming? It felt so real, the roaring crowds the bright flowing lights shining on me. Who am I? Why was I on the floor? Who are these people around me? None of these questions were answered not until I got off the stage in confusion. On the walk off the stage right smack down in the middle of a drum solo, every one stared at me with a puzzled look. I kept walking, in no care of my surroundings. I went into a room which had the name Reila band on it and entered and shut the door and sat right in front of the door in fact. I started to think about the same thing earlier. I looked around in the room and saw posters of a band with 3 guys and a girl called Reila. I had seen that the only girl in that band was me. I had black eye linear cover my whole eyes and black lipstick and black gloves. Ok let’s just say all I wore was BLACK. I leaned on the door still deep in my thoughts. Bam, someone opened the door and I fell flat backwards hitting my head. I blinked and looked straight up at the drummer I saw earlier. He was really hot. “ Reila what the hell is wrong with you , you faint and then walk out right in the middle of my solo and missing your parts” He had directly had told me as well as helping me up. “What’s wrong with, you know if we ever faint we just stay on the stage till further notice, dude your gonna get your a** kicked by Tsyouni” He had turned away and I was still staring blank into him. He turned back around and waved his hand in front of my face “Are you alive?” He had asked with a mad expression. “Who are you “I asked out of the blank while I sat slowly down on the white leather couch. His eyes widen and jaw dropped “your shittin me right” I nodded in response no. “Your fudging brother Reila Your fudging brother, what the hell is wrong with you seem stranger then your regular strange self” He had told me in my face. I had started twitch in the fact I still think he is hot yet he is supposedly my brother. “I Kadaj and you is Reila, oh smart one” he had said slowly as if I was retarded. “Where is here and why was I on stage” I had asked. He stared blankly at me. The two other guitarists had slammed the door opened and were furious. They had dropped themselves on the couch next to me. Then one of them punched me on the shoulder but not to hard. I blinked. “Who are you?” I had asked the guy who had silver hair. He started to take off his costume and ignore me as if I was joking around, or that is what I thought since he was smirking. It felt kinda of weird since he was undressing and I was right there beside him. I scooted more to the edge of the couch and I started to blush and cover my face. He looked at me weird. “Yo Reila, what’s wrong it’s not like it’s the first time you seen me undress or any of us in fact” I didn’t dare to look at him. “I think some things wrong with her, kozu” My “brother” said. “Supposedly she doesn’t know anything, about herself or who we are. I don’t think she is messing around. I actually think she is serious. She doesn’t seem her self not one bit” I nod into his statement. The other guitarist started to smile and then eventually laugh. “What’s so funny wise guy” Kadaj had roared at him. “Well it’s kinda obvious that she got hit on the head and got knocked down and didn’t faint. So stop being clueless your stupid ness.” He explained leaning back on the couch. Well I really couldn’t agree or disagree, since I had no clue what actually happened. So pretty much I just sat there looking at them. They were drop dead gorgeous. “Yo wipe off the spit coming out your mouth you look like a monkey” My bro said. “AND smell like one to!” Kozu had sung in reply. I felt even weirder around them, they haven’t exactly answered all my questions. Not to mention im clueless still about what’s going on. “Hey what’s the name of the know it all over there” I had said out of the blue. “Who me, well my name is yo momma. You got a problem with that, nah im just kiddin, Im Tsuokori or Tsuoie for short. Oh yea and also you asked earlier where we are, well that would be in Orlando, Florida. Also to be more specific we are in the T.D waterhouse. SO don’t be confused if you don’t understand the people talking English. So does that answer your question?” “I guess” I said in response. I was really confused. I had a idea all ready who I was and what I did but what was my background? Who was my family? What kinda of music do I sing? I sing? Well maybe I didn’t have a good idea but none the less. I got up from the couch and started to observe the outside through the window it was kinda dark, the sun had just set the sky a midnight blue fused with a baby blue, which was a beautiful I don’t remember any color as this. I sighed wondering if my memories would come back out of nowhere, like a miracle in a movie. I think my memory was coming back because I knew about all basics and stuff. Yet I still felt empty inside missing my memories the good and bad times I had or any at all in fact. What was life without remembering all the good times I spent through out my life or the best things that happened? Like my first boyfriend, my first kiss, the time I became a international singer, finding out my favorite beverage or food. Knowing my flaws in life, my heart aching mistakes, the misery my life would be knowing I knew nothing of my past. What would become of me in the future? Still this actually might be an interesting time finding out my past and present. Well while I was thinking to myself the guys were just staring at me, as I began to laugh they just blinked at started to get dressed in normal clothes. A pair of jeans and a T-shirt with designs and stuff not to flashy, even though they changed they had kept the black eyeliner and cleaned of all other make up. As for me I still had on a charcoal katakana with a wicked skull on it that covered my chest but under I had a fish net and on top I had a drench coat but was pure chains into a drench coat form. A frilly black skirt with a spider web design on it but had also rips. The skirt reached mid thigh. A choker on my neck, a black pyramid bracelet on my left arm and as well as a bulky skull ring on my left middle finger.
well i just started two days ago and havent finished yet obviously so plz comment i really want some critizm
XXhardcoreEmoXX · Thu Jan 04, 2007 @ 12:50pm · 4 Comments |
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