Rock Star Twins

chapter 3

I couldnt wait to take a shower, i hope I have my own bathroom...

We pulled up to a beautiful mansion. It must have had atleast twenty rooms! But inorder to get in you had to go through a huge iron gate, it had a passcode to it.

We drove up the long driveway, the hosue got bigger as we got near it. It was amazing. I was living every little girls dream, living in a castle. But prince charming was no where and sight, and i think i'd like to keep it like that.

"All right my little rock stars out of the van! Oh and dont forget any of you crap in here!" RIght when he got to little rock stars everyone bolted. I waited because i didnt want to die in the stampede. Once the beasts were out i was out in seconds. Stretching my body- I was cramped in a van with four guys, my dad, and his gold digger- cracking what needed to be cracked. Ahh that felt so much better. Walking up the steps, i heard running and shouting. Shoot me please.

On the outside it looked huge, but on the inside it looked even bigger! From the front door there was a foyer, along with a set of stairs. Then as you walked down it to the left was a huge spacious living room, a little further was the kitchen. IT looked like the majority of the rooms were down here, so that ment dads room was down here... YES! Retracing my steps i went up stairs. But as i looked as the doors i saw our names on them. Mine was all the way at the end. Walking in i loved it immediatly.The walls were turquoise and plain, oh that would change. Off to the right i saw my bed against the corner - i had to have my bed against against the wall, so i could have my back against the wass- then a box the said 'wall crap' on it. I smiled as i saw it. Walking over i picked it up and went through it. It has my posters, pictures from my child hood, and pictures of where we've been. I looked at my posters, there was Harry Potter, Rhianna, The Beatles, Marily Monroe, and Audrey Hepurn. Oh and cant forget Ke$ha Taylor Lautner, now that boy was hot. But i have alot more. So i Started to put all my posters and pictures up.

There were alot of pictures. Like i said from traveling some from my childhood. I looked through them. Jay, me and Bryson together. Me and Lyle a few years ago. Luca with his arm around my shoulder, me hugging him around the waist. Me and Jay after a huge chocolate fight, dad in the back ground not looking to happy. Some of us on the tour bus all cramped together. Then my favorite, all of us together. Bryson on the end doing the muscle man arm thing. Jay with his arm lazily over my shoulder, Lucas head upper body was between me and Jay- each arm around one of us so he would fall. THen Lyle with his arms around my waist laughing. We all looked so happy. It was the day we went to my family reniuon party. Me and Jay just turned fifteen, while the others were sixteen. But that summer I grew if you catch my drift.

Now that i think about it these boys, these annoying boys were always in my life. And they always will be. Jeez I'm turning into a softy. Another picture caught my eye. It had three kids in it and two loving parents. The little boy and girl being around four years old, while the older one was about five. They looked just like the father, there dark hair, the shape of their eyes. The mother was small, petite. She had long light brown hair, with wide green eyes. But the little girl had her mothers eyes. Thats about it.

"Why did you have to go mom? Why did you leave without telling us why?" My eyes started to sting. I had to much emotion bottled up, think of the ony thing i could do. I threw on a pair of shorts, and threw on a sports bra, grabbing my ipod i went down stairs. Dad had said there was practically a dance studio down stairs. I ran down the stairs stomping my feet, makeing sure nobody saw me. I walked down stairs and damn dad was right. There were mirrors lineing the wall, bars for ballet. But on the other side was a something like a club house. But it was cut in half by a wall. The 'studio' was amazing. But i didnt admire it for long. Immediently i went to the speacker thing, plugging my ipod in and danced to the first song that came on. Rock Star 101 by Rihannah, how cliche. Turning up the volume on full blast.