Earthquake

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Okay, so this is my first attempt at Fan Fiction...I hope you guys like it.

That morning, at about 10:30, a doorbell rang. Still in her yellow pajama pants and grey tank top, Avril rushed to the door, leaving Deryck in the kitchen. She opened the door to find Evan Taubenfeld, her best friend, standing with his guitar case. He was dressed in very dark blue jeans, a yellow tee shirt, and a jacket the same color as his pants. A wallet chain hung from one of his belt loops.

"Hey, Evan!" She said, smiling.

"Hey, Av." Evan replied, walking into the house. "Where's Deryck?" He asked, his eyes searching the house.

"He's in the kitchen finishing up his breakfast." Avril replied, walking over to the couch where her guitar case laid.

Quickly, Evan made his way into the kitchen to find Deryck Whibley finishing his cereal. "Sup, Deryck." He said, holding out a hand.

Deryck placed his spoon onto the black marble counter and shook Evan's hand. "Nothing much, man. How about you?"

Evan shrugged, "Nothing much, really. Just coming to help Av with some songs."

Deryck nodded, smiling, "Ok, cool." He got up from his chair, placed his dishes in the sink and walked into the living room where Avril sat, looking up at him. "Hey, I need to go to the store, I'll be back later."

She nodded as Evan entered the room, placing his guitar case on the couch opposite of the one Avril was sitting on. "Okay." She said, simply. With that, Deryck walked off into their room.

He quickly changed into a white band tee-shirt, black pants, a black jacket, and then pulled a pair of black high-top Converse sneakers onto his feet. He placed his wallet in his back pocket and returned to the living room to find Avril and Evan already talking about chords and specific notes.

The living room had gold hued walls with white baseboards and two black couches separated by a glass coffee table. Pictures were displayed on the wall and directly in front of the coffee table was the kitchen. Several sheets of paper were scattered onto the coffee table as Avril and Evan faced each other, Avril on the left couch, and Evan on the right couch.

"Personally, I think an A chord should be played there," Evan said, pointing to one sheet of paper. "mainly because the other chord would throw the whole thing out of tune."

Avril, still in her pajamas, looked at Evan, hearing the tune in her head. She hummed a few notes of the piece and nodded, "Yeah, you're right." With that, she took a pencil and wrote down Evan's suggestion.

Deryck walked over to the couch where Avril was, placed a hand on her back and said, "I'll be back later."

"I love you," She said.

He smiled, leaned over and gave her a small kiss, "I love you too," He turned his attention to Evan, "See you, man."

Evan nodded and watched Avril.

She stared at the door longingly after Deryck had exited the house then redirected her attention to the paper on the coffee table. "Okay, so...do you want to run through what we have so far?"

Evan shrugged and repositioned his guitar, "Sure, why not?" He pulled the sheet of paper closer, studied it for a brief moment and nodded at Avril, showing that he was ready to begin.

Avril stared at her part of the music, which was, of course, the vocals and rhythm guitar. She couldn't wait to play the piano part she had written, but she figured that would come later once the guitar part was completely written. She placed her fingers to create the right chord then began to play the song. After about one measure, Evan came in on lead guitar and began to sing a harmony part.
"This innocence is brilliant, I hope that it will stay
This moment is perfect, please don't go away, I need you now
And I'll hold on to it, don't you let it pass you by."
She played a few more chords then stopped, her eyes still glued to the peice of paper.

Evan watched her, trying to read her expression.

"I love it." She said, finally.

Evan smiled, "Good! I think it sounded awesome. That measure, where you went up higher in the range, it was really good. Everything blended nicely."

Avril nodded, "Yeah, it did."

"I think it'll be great," Evan said, looking over his part again.

"Alright then," Avril said, leaning back on the couch, her tan guitar still on her lap. "You know, I've got a good feeling about this song. I don't know why, I just do."

Evan smiled, "Yeah, I do too. I think once we decide what we want in the song, and when it all comes together, it'll be awesome."

Avril nodded, "I think so too. Hey, can we run through it again?" Avril added, sitting up.

"Yeah sure," Evan replied, putting his black Taylor guitar in place.

With that, Avril and Evan began playing the song again until the lights dimmed momentarily. Immediately, Evan stopped playing, "What the fuck was that?" He asked.

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so, should I continue?

[Miss Type A]

that looks nice!
keep it up!

[Avril Misery]

Oooooo! Exciting.
Most definitly continue.

[punkrocker22]

keep it up

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Avril put her guitar down on the couch and stood up, looking around. Next thing she knew, the house shook slightly. "Oh my God..."

Evan stood up and walked over to her as the house shook again. This time, he knew exactly what was going on. Trying to react as quickly as possible, he called out, "Avril, come here!"

She whirled around and ran into his arms as the house shook more and more, "Evan!"

Quickly, he laid her on the ground and positioned himself on top of her to protect her. He held on tight as the shaking continued. She could bitch at him as much as she wanted for nearly smothering her but he had to keep his best friend safe. He made sure to protect her head as best he could, praying no harm would come to her.

The plates in the kitchen fell and broke and the lights flickered on and off. Everything around them was shaking. It was a lot more scary that it sounded, for they'd never experienced an earthquake before.

Finally, after a few minutes, the lights came back on and the shaking stopped. After a few seconds, when Evan was certain that the quake was over, he pushed himself off of Avril, "Are you okay?" He stood from his position and offered to help her up.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little shaken up... What about you?" She asked, accepting his help.

"I'm fine."

She sighed and wiped sweat from her brow. "What would I do without you?"

Evan chuckled, "I'm sure you could manage."

"No the hell I couldn't." She answered, slapping his arm.

He let another chuckle slip through his lips.

"Damn, that was scary," She said.

Evan nodded, "No kidding..."

Silence settled between the two as they recovered from the earthquake. Finally, Avril broke the silence in a panic, "Deryck! Oh shit!" She ran into the kitchen, picked up the phone, and dialed his number. All she got was the dial tone. "Damnit! The fucking phone lines are knocked out." She said, tears forming in her eyes.

She walked over to Evan, the tears now flowing down the side of her face. Weakly, she clung to him, desiring comfort while Deryck's situation remained completely unknown.

Realizing how worried she was, he returned the embrace and tried his best to calm her down. "Shhh, it'll be okay, Av."

So many things could've happened and now she had no way of knowing if he was okay or not. It was pure hell. She just stood, crying, as her best friend held her, unsure of what would happen now.

[Miss Type A]

ohnoo

what happened with him??

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Originally Posted by misstypea

ohnoo

what happened with him??

he'll be okay...unless i get an evil streak...
hmm, but i'm still deciding on what should happen... i don't know.

[Aisling Crowe]

wow!its really good!please u[date!!

[Avril Misery]

Let's all hope nothing bad happend to poor old Deryck.

[Miss Type A]

^^Old Deryck?

LOL

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Meanwhile, Deryck was in the store as the quake happened.

"What the hell?" He blurted as the floor beneath him caused him to lose his balance. "Oh shit!" He yelled as he and many other shoppers collided with the ground beneath them.

As the shaking continued, he covered his head as the boxes and cans fell off of the aisles.

Next thing he knew, after the lights went out then flickered back on, was that a pile of groceries had fallen on him. Of course, he thought. A pile of godforsaken groceries is out to get me too. Slowly and in an irritated manner, he moved the boxes off of him and stood, pulling his phone from his pocket. His fingers instinctively dialed his home phone number. He waited patiently and no sound came over the phone. All phone services had been knocked out. "Damnit!" He swore, making his way to the counter.

Many people stood, horrified. Deryck haulted in his tracks and tried to find the manager. Sure enough, the man was sitting in a chair near the crowd.

"Sir, you gotta help me! Do you know of any phones working?"

The man looked up at Deryck, "You're Deryck Whibley aren't you?"

"Yeah," he started, "but that doesn't matter. I've got to reach my wife."

The manager shrugged, "I'm afraid that won't be possible. All phones are out and the parking lot is blocked by debris. But, I do have some men cleaning up the area so, you should be able to return home in a few hours."

Deryck groaned, "A few hours? What if I don't have a few fucking hours? Avril and Evan are at home and I need to know if they're safe."

"I'm sorry, Deryck, if I knew a way to help, believe me I'd tell you. But I don't...I'm sorry," He sighed. "Look, we're all shaken up here, so just sit back and wait. I swear the first chance avaliable that there's a phone service, or the debris is gone, I'll let you know. Okay?"