The story of the Penguins, The best band ever (CHAPTER 7)

by Alec in Michigan

Noah was in his bed, tossing and turning, unable to think nothing other than what he was going to do for those four songs. Then suddenly, a switch was flicked on in his head, seemingly by magic. He hopped out of bed and hurried to his desk, he flipped on the light, grabbed his notebook, and dug a pen out of his drawer, at the top of the page he scribbled these two words,
NO NAME.

The sun was beginning to poke through the dark curtains, Noah blinked the tiredness out of his eyes, he had been working all night. He gazed down at what was written on the pages. Noah couldn’t believe what he had just written, It was… It was… Noah couldn’t think of any words that could describe the 3 pages that sat in front of him. He was in awe with himself, this was simply the most amazing thing he had ever done…

Johnny yawned and rolled out of bed. He stood up and walked to his closet. Johnny grabbed a sweatshirt and yanked it down over his head. Johnny strolled out of his room and trotted down the stairs to the kitchen. His mom was leaning against the counter with a steaming cup of coffee in her hands.
“Morning mom.” Johnny greeted.
“Hi honey. How’d you sleep?” She asked tiredly.
“Oh, just fine.” Johnny answered as he grabbed the orange juice carton from the refrigerator.
“How’s the music business treating you?” His mom asked.
“Well, I’ve got some good, no, let me rephrase that, extremely awesome news.”
“What?” Johnny’s mom asked, her voice growing more excited by the minute.
“The other day while the band was practicing, Noah got a phone call.” Johnny began.
“Who was it?”
“It just so happened to be a talent scout from Adeline records. They want us to perform a demo for, oh, I can barely say it, Billie Joe and Adrienne Armstrong.”
Johnny’s mom exploded with glee.
“YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAHH!!! My little boy’s going to be a star! YES! YES! YES!” She screamed.
Johnny’s dad came sprinting into the room, baseball bat in hand.
“What, what, is there a robber? Are you okay?” Johnny’s dad said, glancing around the room fearfully.
“Oh, sweetie, it’s okay, now go put your little toy away so we can tell you the news.” Johnny’s mom comforted.
“News?” Johnny’s dad questioned.
“Well, a few days ago, Noah got a phone call from a talent scout at Adeline records. They want us to perform a demo for Billie Joe and Adrienne Armstrong!” Johnny repeated, growing more excited every time he said it.
“Oh my gosh. Johnny that’s amazing! This is great!” Johnny’s dad said, equally happy.
“How do you plan on getting there?” Johnny’s mom asked.
“Don’t you worry about that at all, they’re going to fly us all expenses paid to and from California.” Johnny answered, a toothy grin across his face.
“Awesome!” Johnny’s parents said in unison.