<div class="floatleft">(http://nd05.jxs.cz/874/479/d1c1935c6a_81932415_o2.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><strong>Krystal DeOrna</strong></span></span><br/><br/>Krystal never took much interest in the complex paperwork and scheduling. She was the youngest member of the band, and made sure to avoid mucking up in that business. She just followed what the others told her and always seemed to show up right on time. She slipped her way into the house behind the others, readjusting her bass case by hoisting it further up her shoulder.<br/><br/>She followed Megan into the kitchen step by step. Instead of grabbing a beer, she simply found a cup in the cupboard and filled it with water from the tap. Odd, yet it satisfied her. She moved to the seating area where everybody was gathering and plopped down on the couch beside Megan. She leaned her bass case against the sidearm of the couch, and dropped her backpack on the floor by her feet. She began digging through her backpack, pulling out a pair of drum sticks that were enclosed in plastic wrap. "Hey, Meg." She said, turning her glance to her. "You want these? I got them... from a friend. Figured you could use them better than me. I got another pair at home..." She dangled them in front of Megan enough to show the girl that they were signed by the members of<em>Escape the Fate</em>, a well known rock band. She flashed a smile that seemed signature only to her. She never showed her teeth, she merely moved the corners of her lip into a warm, almost doll looking grin. Her free hand was messing with her hair that dropped over her chest, which was a habit of hers.