Musicletters and Lovenotes 1

Fanfic of R5

Musicletters and Lovenotes 1

Megan’s POV
“So, let’s go over the scedule one last time.”my friend Matthew suggested as he gestured at the white board behind him where our names were scribbled down next to a securitypost. You see, we’re all students at an art school here in LA called Triple A which is the short form for All Around Arts academy. Our school managed to get a contract with the House of Blues that their best students (our group who is called the All-Stars) team up to do the security during concerts and events. On that way we made some extra money to support our... Arty lives.
You probably wonder why they would hire a bunch of students to do the security, right? Well... I think it has something to do with the fact that we get trained in severall diffrent fightingsports.
“Who made you the mighty and powerful boss?”Angel, who was Matt’s twinsister, asked slightly annoyed. They say that twins always support each other, no matter what. This was also the case between Angel and Matt. Only they had the habbit of wanting to kill the other every five minutes. The time between those moment they acted like any normal brother and sister.
Matt however decided to ignore his sister and turned back towards the white board. “Jay and Cameron, you two secure the entrance to the backstage.”. “Sweet!”Cameron said as he high-fived his best friend with who he shared his post. I guess they were hoping to get some phonenumbers along the job...
“Ash and Shane, you two are the ones who make sure nobody tries to climb up the stage.”. The two oldest boys of our company nodded in understandment. “Angel and Davina, you two will function as the second line of the backstage.”Matt went further. “If someone gets through Jay and Cam, it’s up to you two to stop them. And finally Megs, you guard the stage entrance.”.
“All good and well...”Angel started, “But what are you going to do?”. “I supervise.”Matt replied showing her the walky-talky he had in his hand. “So basicly you have to run back and forth through the whole building whenever there’s a problem with one of us?”Angel asked, a devilsh grin appearing on her face. “Yes.”her brother answered. “But don’t get your hopes up. I’m giving the radio to Davina.”. Angel shot him a deadglare, not happy her plan got already shot down even before she had a chance to act it out.
“Okay everyone!”Matt eventually exclaimed. “Go take in your posts. The artists will arrive shortly to set everything up.”.

I had made myself comfortable at my post by using two chairs and placing them opposite of each other against the wall. I took a seat on the one and rested my feet on the other what made that anyone who wanted to get through had to show me his badge first. There was no-one here yet however since it was rather early. Therefor I decided to pull my sketchbook out of my bag and started doodling a chibi Iron Man.
I smiled at the outlines, pretty pleased with the result. “And then to think I started out as just a writer seven years ago...”I muttered to myself as I started on the details of the helmet. “Let me guess, also excited for Iron Man 3 to come out?”a voice asked. A bit startled I looked up only to see a girl with long blonde hair, brown eyes and a gentle smile on her lips. “A bit.”I admitted, fully aware that I was talking to Rydel Lynch.
“Socializing already, Rydel?”her brother Rocky asked when he and the rest of the band, including Ryland, walked up to us. “Can you blame me after sharing a tourbus with you guys?”she asked them smiling. “Anyway, this is...”. She stopped there, realising she never really asked for my name. “Megan.”I helped her out. “Megan.”she repeated. “And we were just talking about her drawing.”.
Before I had the chance to shut my sketchbook, she grabbed it from my lap to show it to her brothers and Ratliff. “Iron Man. Awesome.”Riker commented. “He’s my favourite superhero.”. “Mine from Marvel is actually Hawkeye while from DC it’s Green Arrow.”I told them in an attempt to join the conversation. “Guess you can say I have a weak spot for archers.”.
The five boys looked at me in utter surprise. “What?”I asked slightly worried I had something wrong. “You know the diffrence between Marvel and DC.”Ross began. “And are fully aware which superhero belongs to who.”Ratliff picked in. “And you’re a girl.”Rocky ended. “And I also run around in superhero T-shirts in my free time and still read up on comicbooks.”I remarked. “So what exactly is your point?”.
The boys exchanged some glances but it was Ryland who decided to answer. “You’re cool.”. “Euhm... Thanks.”I replied, not knowing what I could say otherwise. Luckelly Angel decided to show up on that very same moment. “Hi!”she said in a happy voice and waved at me, ignoring the fact that R5 was standing beside her.
“Angel, aren’t you supposed to be on your post together with Davina?”I asked my friend with the halflong dark brown hair in which she had dyed white streaks. “We still have a good hour until our shift officialy begins.”she informed. “So I’m using that hour to annoy Matt. Bye!”. She waved again before she skipped through the hallway to God know where.
“Friend of yours?”Riker asked me. “My best friend actually.”I admitted on which a voice sounded through the walky-talky that hung around my neck. “Has anyone seen my crazy twinsister?”Matt asked our group. He got answered by a girly giggling evil laugh that had an edge of hyperness. “And who the hell gave her a radio?!”Matt demanded to know.
I quickly shut my radio down. “Yeah...”I started slightly embarresed. “You can say that I’m actually the most normal one of my group of friends.”. To prove my point Angel decided to skip past us again all going ‘Little Red Riding hood on her way to grandma’s house’.
“Believe it or not, but her mayor is fashion and not drama.”I informed the Lynchs and Ratliff. “Art school?”Ross guessed. “Triple A.”I replied. “Isn’t that like the hardest school to get into?”Ratliff wanted to know. I nodded. “What is your mayor?”Rydel asked me. “English literature and Creative Writing.”I answered. “But thanks to Triple A my creative potential got explored and tested beyond those bounderies.”.
“And that means?”Ryland wanted to know. “Martial arts, dance, drawing, singing, music, drama, but also sports like ice skating, skateboarding, ice hockey,...”I summed up. “Impressive list.”Riker admitted. I shrugged my shoulders. “You can’t spell heart without art.”I remarked. “You sure got that right.”Rydel answered smiling.