Pheonix791989
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its been a while since a thread or story has been created about the LPF family that everyone's come to love. I had this idea a while ago and decided to run with it. I've got about eleven chapters so far and I'm having so much fun writing this in my free time. Just drop me some comments and tell me what you think.
01
I sat on the beach in the back yard of my dad's estate. I was a month pregnant and about to get married to the most wonderful man in the history of the world. My mom and dad arn't happy at all about this whole situation, i mean when my twin sister sarah got pregnant...they flipped. But when David preposed to me and then I found out I was pregnant, there was the misscarrage first and now I'm pregnant with twins..... i though world war three erupted between Australians/Jews vs canadians. I used to be my fathers favorite. not any more. I felt the last rays of the sun soak into my face as the twilight scene over the water made me feel at ease. I was more then just daddy's little girl despite what everyone thought. Just because my dad is Rob Bourdon...I mean THE ROB BOURDON from Linkin Park...people think im some spoilt little prat. I played drums, bass thanks to my *** father Phoenix, and guitar. I surf and skateboard. I looked up as I heard the sound of someone approaching me. I smiled as David flopped down beside me.
"What are you thinking about Mon Cher?"
He asked with a goofy smile on his face. his smile made me smile.
"Rien...nothing in particular."
I replied with a smirk. He gave me a knowing look before wrapping his arm around me and kissing my temple.
"How's the things?"
he asked, placing a hand on my stomach. Untill our twins were born, we were gonna call them thing one and thing two.
"Being a pain as usuaul."
I said shrugging.
"Your mum was giving me an earful."
"No surprise."
I muttered.
"But seriously what were you thinking about?"
"Us....what we have...what we went through."
I said staring at the inky blackness that had taken over most of the sky.
*Flashback*
At ninteen i was still trying to keep my parents together and worry about school. My dad then decided that it would be in my best intrest that if I was going to be a drummer, I would have to learn what it was like to be on tour. So for my birthday all summer I was going to be on tour. I don't remember what it was for exactly, I think it was for the music for relief foundation. I was sitting in what I thought was a secluded area with one of my guitars, playing a gentle tune that my friends and I had come up with. I will admit that I missed my friends... CJ, Jimmy and Ed were three of the greatest people out there. I concentrated on my finger position, Just like how Uncle Brad taught me.
"That was pretty cool."
I looked up to see someone standing there. He was a bit on the skinny side, he had multiple pircings, black hair that flopped into his eyes, and a goofy look in his eyes. I kindda felt drawn to him, being he was the first guy who actually said something to me this entire time I was on tour who wasnt my father or uncle.
"Yeah...I guess. It still needs alot of work."
I said shrugging it off like it was nothing. To me the little song really was nothing because it wasn't perfect. my dad had driven perfection into my mind like how he played the drums. It was a relentless message.
"You know any other songs?"
He asked me as he sat down on an amp across from me in the little hall way of seclusion. He propped his bass up on his legs as he swung them back and forth, dangeling off the amp.
"I've been working on learning one, im still a bit fuzzy on it when playing drums and bass but i think i have it down on guitar..."
I said as I started to strum the chords of my favorite song that seemed to be the only one that fit my life at this time. When I played the song, i was in my own world. all my frustrations with my family seemed to come out. It was after the first verse that I realized that I was singing with the song.
"..Cuz we lost it all
nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry I can't be perfect..."
I finished the song and the guy applauded me. I felt the heat rise into my ears.
"It was good. but can I ask you a personal question?"
"sure."
I said as I rested my hands on the guitar body.
"Why that song? I mean there are so many other simple plan songs...why that one?"
He asked in genuine curiosity. There was something about his big brown eyes that I felt like I could trust him. Trust dosen't come easy to me.
"From since before I can remember, my dad has been a perfectionist. He plays the drums and is so perfect because he has to be. He expects nothing less then that from me, nothing less then perfection. When I played that show in Santa Monica...I messed up. he was disapointed in me. I just cant be the perfect drummer he wants me to be...."
"Wait...you're being a bit harsh on yourself don't ya think? I saw you play that show and you were **** good from what I saw. Don't sell yourself short."
He said with a smile. He looked at his watch before hopping off the amp.
"My band's up in five, you and your old man should come and watch us"
He said with a wink. He started to leave before I called out to him.
"Hey! I'm Phoenix."
"I'm David."
He said waving good bye. I smiled as he dissapeared and I went to find my dad. We got good seats in the front thanks to the fact that my dad had passes and the bouncers pushed our way to the front. I watched as the guys on stage started to play. I couldn't help but smile, it was my favorite band at the time Simple Plan. I recognized David instantly. How could I have been so stupid to not realize who he was?!?
"Pay attention Phi, watch the drummer."
my dad said, making me roll my eyes.
"ugh..dad can't you just enjoy a show for once??"
I muttered under my breath.
"Phoenix Kenji... if you want to be a perfect drummer you have to pay attention to how other drummers are and learn from their mistakes.."
I started to ignore my dad after he used my first and middle name. I enjoied watching david durring the concert. David stole the mic from Pierre before telling everyone to pull their cell phones and lighters out.
"This song is for Phoenix... Don't try to be perfect, you're fine the way you are.."
David said smiling and winking at me. for the first time in my life, I felt good about myself as Simple Plan launched into their song "Perfect"
01
I sat on the beach in the back yard of my dad's estate. I was a month pregnant and about to get married to the most wonderful man in the history of the world. My mom and dad arn't happy at all about this whole situation, i mean when my twin sister sarah got pregnant...they flipped. But when David preposed to me and then I found out I was pregnant, there was the misscarrage first and now I'm pregnant with twins..... i though world war three erupted between Australians/Jews vs canadians. I used to be my fathers favorite. not any more. I felt the last rays of the sun soak into my face as the twilight scene over the water made me feel at ease. I was more then just daddy's little girl despite what everyone thought. Just because my dad is Rob Bourdon...I mean THE ROB BOURDON from Linkin Park...people think im some spoilt little prat. I played drums, bass thanks to my *** father Phoenix, and guitar. I surf and skateboard. I looked up as I heard the sound of someone approaching me. I smiled as David flopped down beside me.
"What are you thinking about Mon Cher?"
He asked with a goofy smile on his face. his smile made me smile.
"Rien...nothing in particular."
I replied with a smirk. He gave me a knowing look before wrapping his arm around me and kissing my temple.
"How's the things?"
he asked, placing a hand on my stomach. Untill our twins were born, we were gonna call them thing one and thing two.
"Being a pain as usuaul."
I said shrugging.
"Your mum was giving me an earful."
"No surprise."
I muttered.
"But seriously what were you thinking about?"
"Us....what we have...what we went through."
I said staring at the inky blackness that had taken over most of the sky.
*Flashback*
At ninteen i was still trying to keep my parents together and worry about school. My dad then decided that it would be in my best intrest that if I was going to be a drummer, I would have to learn what it was like to be on tour. So for my birthday all summer I was going to be on tour. I don't remember what it was for exactly, I think it was for the music for relief foundation. I was sitting in what I thought was a secluded area with one of my guitars, playing a gentle tune that my friends and I had come up with. I will admit that I missed my friends... CJ, Jimmy and Ed were three of the greatest people out there. I concentrated on my finger position, Just like how Uncle Brad taught me.
"That was pretty cool."
I looked up to see someone standing there. He was a bit on the skinny side, he had multiple pircings, black hair that flopped into his eyes, and a goofy look in his eyes. I kindda felt drawn to him, being he was the first guy who actually said something to me this entire time I was on tour who wasnt my father or uncle.
"Yeah...I guess. It still needs alot of work."
I said shrugging it off like it was nothing. To me the little song really was nothing because it wasn't perfect. my dad had driven perfection into my mind like how he played the drums. It was a relentless message.
"You know any other songs?"
He asked me as he sat down on an amp across from me in the little hall way of seclusion. He propped his bass up on his legs as he swung them back and forth, dangeling off the amp.
"I've been working on learning one, im still a bit fuzzy on it when playing drums and bass but i think i have it down on guitar..."
I said as I started to strum the chords of my favorite song that seemed to be the only one that fit my life at this time. When I played the song, i was in my own world. all my frustrations with my family seemed to come out. It was after the first verse that I realized that I was singing with the song.
"..Cuz we lost it all
nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry I can't be perfect..."
I finished the song and the guy applauded me. I felt the heat rise into my ears.
"It was good. but can I ask you a personal question?"
"sure."
I said as I rested my hands on the guitar body.
"Why that song? I mean there are so many other simple plan songs...why that one?"
He asked in genuine curiosity. There was something about his big brown eyes that I felt like I could trust him. Trust dosen't come easy to me.
"From since before I can remember, my dad has been a perfectionist. He plays the drums and is so perfect because he has to be. He expects nothing less then that from me, nothing less then perfection. When I played that show in Santa Monica...I messed up. he was disapointed in me. I just cant be the perfect drummer he wants me to be...."
"Wait...you're being a bit harsh on yourself don't ya think? I saw you play that show and you were **** good from what I saw. Don't sell yourself short."
He said with a smile. He looked at his watch before hopping off the amp.
"My band's up in five, you and your old man should come and watch us"
He said with a wink. He started to leave before I called out to him.
"Hey! I'm Phoenix."
"I'm David."
He said waving good bye. I smiled as he dissapeared and I went to find my dad. We got good seats in the front thanks to the fact that my dad had passes and the bouncers pushed our way to the front. I watched as the guys on stage started to play. I couldn't help but smile, it was my favorite band at the time Simple Plan. I recognized David instantly. How could I have been so stupid to not realize who he was?!?
"Pay attention Phi, watch the drummer."
my dad said, making me roll my eyes.
"ugh..dad can't you just enjoy a show for once??"
I muttered under my breath.
"Phoenix Kenji... if you want to be a perfect drummer you have to pay attention to how other drummers are and learn from their mistakes.."
I started to ignore my dad after he used my first and middle name. I enjoied watching david durring the concert. David stole the mic from Pierre before telling everyone to pull their cell phones and lighters out.
"This song is for Phoenix... Don't try to be perfect, you're fine the way you are.."
David said smiling and winking at me. for the first time in my life, I felt good about myself as Simple Plan launched into their song "Perfect"