One of These Days...

One of These Days...
Emily Riesenberg

Peter woke up at 11:17 a.m. to the sound of Silverstein's "Here Today, Gone Tomorrow" blowing up his cell phone. "SHIT!" he yells. Jumping out of bed frantically, Peter throws on the same destroyed jeans he wore yesterday and grabs a shirt out of the pile of clothes covering the hardwood floor.

He checks his appearance in the mirror as he quickly brushes his teeth. His shaggy brown hair is matted to his head, his eyes barely visible through his bangs. He spits in the sink and turns back to the mirror. Peter runs his fingers through his hair, shrugs his shoulders in approval and drops a flat billed hat on his head. He checks his cell phone for the time and runs out the door, grabbing his skateboard on the way out.

Racing down the stairs in Stratford Heights, Peter stops at the market to grab a small breakfast, settling for a Mountain Dew. He takes a sip as he walks out the door, hops on his skateboard and is finally on his way to practice.

Cruising down the street, Peter begin's to think about the day's events. First order of business, band practice, if he makes it in time. It was scheduled to start at 11:30, which was rapidly approaching. Next up, homework (yay college!), and if he was lucky, he would get to see Carrie, his newest crush. Before he could get too carried away with his obsession, Peter arrived at a little brick ranch house with blue shutters.

Inside the basement awaited his three best friends and fellow bandmates; Landon, the Italian and ruggedly good looking lead singer, Ryan, the smart-yet-lacking-common-sense guitarist, and Chris, the sloppy and insanely original yet hilarious drummer.

"Way to show up on time, slick!" Chris yells as Peter walks in the door.

"Yeah, whatever, man! I'm two minutes late." says Peter, half heartedly defending himself.

"Well pass the tardy sauce," Chris taunts.

"Shut up, let's play!" Landon chimes in.

The four hopefuls pick up their instruments and start to play their newest single. A song entitled "Write Out Loud," written by Peter about a secret love.

"One of these days," Peter thought, "one of these days..."