I woke up to a ray of sunlight peeping through my window and a loud knock on the door.
"Leave me be!" I groaned, turning over and putting my head into the pillow.
"It's me, dork!" I heard the familiar voice yell. I immediately sprung up from my bed and opened the door. I saw Dylan standing their with a goofy smile and coffee. I smiled back and welcomed him inside.
"Thanks for the coffee, but you didn't have to." I said picking up the cup. He took a sip from his and sat down on my messy bed.
"It's fine. We have a long day anyways and since we barely got sleep, I thought you would like some." He replied looking around my trailer. I had put up photos of my friends and I and also a small Fall Out Boy poster. He picked up a small picture frame that contained a photo of my father and I when I was younger.
"So this is your father?" He asked looking at me with sad eyes. I nodded slowly and began to speak.
"That was taken when I was eight years old. It's basically the last and closest item I have of him." He put the photo down and got up.
"Well it's almost nine, you have to get ready. So when you're done, just shoot me a quick text." Dylan gave me a quick hug and walked out. I smiled to myself as I closed the door and went to go get dressed.
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I looked in the mirror, checking out my outfit. A red, black and white plaid shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a black shirt underneath, paired with high waisted acid washed shorts and black Vans. My nude lipstick complemented my tan skin tone as my dark brown straightened hair framed my face perfectly. I smiled and walked to the door and quickly grabbed my phone, sending Dylan a text.
As I was walking out I saw Arden talking to Holland.
"There you are! We thought you weren't going to come." Holland said smiling at me.
"And why would I miss this?" I asked smirking and walking with them towards the guys.
"Have you talked to Crystal in a while?" Arden asked me.
"Yeah, I talked to her a few days ago. She said she'd come visit us soon. I've been missing her like crazy." I replied. Crystal was like my mother, she always seemed to have the best advice and an amazing style. Just as we walked towards the boys, I saw Khylin come towards me.
"Hey! What's up?" I asked giving him a high five. I absolutely adored Khylin even if I did meet him a few days ago.
"Just chillin' like a villain." He replied giving me a friendly wink. I laughed and found Sprayberry.
"GOOFBALL!" I yelled jumping on his back. He laughed and smiled. We've become quite close which in a way was unexpected.
"You guys should date." Posey said smirking.
"Dude, I will seriously fight you." I replied sticking out my tongue. I looked down noticing Sprayberry blushing but I ignored it.
"Yeah but you're also tiny, it won't work." Dylan said looking up to me.
"Well being on your back makes me tall and also, you're in fact, also tiny for a 16 year old dude." I replied getting off. He pushed his bottom lip out. I had to admit, he looked like a cute little puppy that I wanted to hug tightly. I smiled a bit and then turned to look at Tyler.
"Now where's Jeff?" I asked Tyler.
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A few hours later after showing Dylan the set and going over our parts, we all decided to go out for some pizza.
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You're Dead Wrong || Dylan Sprayberry
FanfictionMia Rodriquez was a musician and traveled for a while. Not only this but she also portrayed the character 'Leslie McCall' from Teen Wolf since season 1. Of course Jeff Davis wanted a love interest for the character in season 4, which is where she me...
