No Gravity: NYC

Izzy Leaghton just moved from Florida to New York City with her step father, Jerry, her mom, and her two siblings. After a battle with her lifelong friends, she latches onto a group of kids that live on her street. Their band, No Gravity, does shows once a week on their idle street, and Izzy, an aspiring keyboardist, quickly joins. However, she must face various dramas that are hurting her new friends.

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11. Chapter Eleven

I went downstairs with Mark to the restaurant, which was now open and filled with people.

 

"Hey kids!" Jerry greeted us. "Mark, is it okay if Madge shows you the ropes to watering and such?"

"Uh, okay." Mark nodded, and walked over to Madge.

"And Izzy, Madge told me to tell you to go outside and meet the kids and make friends. Her son, Anthony is working here so I'll let him off to introduce you guys."

"Sure." I followed him to a boy around my age that was holding a plate.

Jerry took the plate and a notepad from him. "I'll take this for you, Anthony."

"Cool, thanks. Why?"

"I want you to help settle in my step-daughter, Izzy." 

"Oh, okay." He held out his hand. "I'm Anthony, and I'm fourteen if you were wondering. Most of the band is fourteen as well. The kids call me Ty by the way, so you might want to get into the habit."

"I'm fourteen, too! And why do they call you Ty?" I asked, and shook his hand.

"Well, we like to have cool nicknames and we couldn't come up with one for me, so we just decided to take away letters until we got Ty."

"That's cool. I'm Izzy. Got a nickname for me?" I joked.

"Actually, Izzy is a pretty cool name as it is. You don't really need one." He laughed.

"Oh, really? Cool."

"Yeah! So let's go onto the float."

"So you have a band, pretty much?" I said, as we walked outside.

"Well, it's not MY band, it's everyone's band. I didn't start as a leader, but I guess I've kind of been branded one."

"That's cool. What do you call it?"

"No Gravity."

"That's a really cool name! How did you come up with it?"

"Well, we're on a float."

"Oh, haha, I get it."

"Yeah." He hopped up onto it and helped me up. We walked to the lower level of the float where there were still a few people lingering from the performance. "This is our lead singer, Mickey!" 

A girl with sleek, long, wavy black hair turned around and smiled. The first thing you notice about it is her short cut, shiny bangs that rest beautifully above her eyebrows. She was wearing a puffy sleeved striped heart tee tucked into a short black skirt. "Hi!" She said, cheerfully.

"Hi! I'm Izzy. I just moved here from Florida, so I'm new."

She shook my hand. "I'm Mickey! Nice to meet you!"

"No offense... isn't Mickey kind of a boys' name?"

"I take no offense at all, because I know boys named Izzy. Anyway, Mickey is short for Mikayla. It's my nickname."

"Oh, that's cool! I mean not the boy-Izzy thing, but you know what I mean."

"Yeah, I get it. So you probably want to meet the rest of the crew, so I'll see you later!"

"See ya!" I smiled. She seemed really nice! She actually seemed like a good friend, which is what I needed on this "adventure." I just hoped the rest of the kids were the same way.

He walked up the stairs to the band. First I saw a boy and a girl talking. The boy had spiky caramel colored hair and tan skin, darker than me even! In Florida (if you can believe this) I'm usually the darkest. He was wearing an orange T-shirt, which was funny, because I think Mark had the same one. He was actually pretty good looking (wink-dee-wink). The girl had light brown curly hair which was half-up in a little ponytail and was wearing a blue flannel shirt and leggings.

"Bridge, Kyle, this is Izzy. She just moved here from Florida." Ty said.

"Oh that's nice!" The girl (Bridge?) smiled. "I love Florida! My grandparents and cousins live there so  I go there a lot. I'm Bridget by the way, but they call me Bridge. They kind of force a nickname upon me, but if you want to call me Bridget, be my guest. Only the boys call me Bridge."

"Okay. Bridget. Got it!"

"Haha, nice to meet you!"

"Thanks, you too!" 

"I'm Kyle." He held out his hand for me to shake. 

"I'm Izzy. You don't have a nickname?"

"Actually, I do. My real name is Max but when I was five this lady walked up to me and said 'Hi Kyle!' and the name kinda stuck."

"That's weird, but cool!"

"Yeah, I know right?"

"Bridge plays the keyboard, and Kyle plays drums." Ty pointed out.

"Oh, I play the keyboard, too!" I said, excitedly.

"Cool!" Bridget said. "Want to take a crack at it?" She stepped away from this really cool keyboard. The keys were clear and the frame was bright blue.

"Okay." I shrugged, and started to play. The keys lit up different shades of blue, purple, and pink, as I played. Before I knew it I was playing and singing to Adele. It was just magical up there!

They stared at me. 

I stopped. "What?"

"You're really good!" Bridget spoke up.

"Yeah!" Kyle agreed.

"I don't even think she needs an audition." Ty said. "Your singing is good, performance ready, but probably a second lead voice, but your keyboard playing is fantastic!"

"Thanks!" I beamed. "What do you play?"

"I play guitar and I sing."

"Oh, I heard you sing! You are so good!"

"Thanks, you too! So Izzy, would you like to join No Gravity? I mean, it would be fair to give you an audition, but I to be realistic you don't need it!"

"Really?" I was shocked at how fast I became part of the group.

"Yeah! Tell you what; this week you can play keyboard when Bridget is dancing, sing when Bridget is playing, and dance when both slots are taken."

"I can't dance."

"Anyone can dance! Kylie and Mariana teach very well."

"Okay."

"Rehearsals start Monday for the Friday set, so we'll come up with the songs and dances then."

"Okay." I nod, uneasily. But on the inside I'm all I'M IN A FREAKING BAND!

"Let's go meet some of the rest of the crew." We walked to two boys. They both had really dark hair and skin, one lighter than the other, and also taller. The taller boy had straight hair and the shorter one had curly. 

"Jalapeno! S'more! This is the new girl, Izzy." Ty said.

"Hey, I'm Jalapeno." The tall boy said.

"How did you get that nickname?" I lifted my eyebrows/

"My name is Hal Penio."

"I see."

"And I'm S'more." The shorter boy said.

"Same question." 

"Well, his last name is Marshall, and he loves chocolate and graham crackers." Ty told me.

"I see."

"Jalapeno plays bass and assistant for percussion, and S'more plays guitar when I'm singing and plays bass when Jalapeno is percussioning."

"Cool."

"Let's go meet the older kids, now."

"Okie dokie! See you guys later!"

"Later." S'more said.

We climbed down towards a piano that some kids were shipping down to the street.

"Oh, Izzy, this is some of our equipment crew, Millie, Bobby, and David." Ty pointed out.

"Hi!" I said.

They nodded and said hi, and then they started moving the piano again. The girl looked younger than me, but the two boys looked a bit older.

"And Izzy, these are our main older teens! They are sixteen and seventeen." Ty walked us over to three teenagers, two girls and a boy. One of the girls had long blond hair the other had medium length brown hair up in a loose ponytail. They were both wearing light purple tank tops and jean shorts, despite the fact that is was late November and freaking cold. the boy was the same one Emma was dancing with on stage. Oh, and Emma was standing right behind him!

"Hey!" The boy said. "I'm Shawn. You must be Izzy!" 

"Yeah." I shook his hand. "Nice to meet you!"

"You, too!" 

"And Izzy, these are Kylie and Mariana." Ty pointed out. "Our main dancers and choreographers."

They smiled. "Hi, I'm Kylie!" The blonde girl said.

"And I'm Mariana!" They both shook my hands.

"Hi, I'm Izzy." I smiled. Those two seemed very perky.

"Hey, Izzy!" Emma exclaimed.

"I saw you dancing with Shawn." I told her.

"Don't worry, I know she has a boyfriend." Shawn assured me.

I laughed. "Good!"

"And he isn't a total jerk by they way. He's a pretty nice guy." Emma said.

"No, your boyfriend is a jerk."

"No he's not! And I was talking about Shawn."

"Oh, good!"

"So, this wraps up our tour." Ty said. "The dancers you kind of meet along the way, as well as the crew. We probably better get back to the restaurant."

"Okay."

 Suddenly, Mickey rushed over, wearing different clothes: A grey sweatshirt and jeans. Her hair was now up in two pigtails. "Wait up guys! I changed for work!" She said.

"Hey, Mickey!" I smiled.

"Oh, gosh, it's your first day, Izzy! I'll teach you how to be a waitress!" 

"Sure!"

At least it's not Jerry!

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