My Perfect Imperfection

Chapter 10

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Cassies POV - emlong123

Avery's POV - Ritual123

Cassies POV

Ronnie Radke was a lot cuter in person.

"Yeah I'm fine. Thanks." I muttered as I grabbed his hand, acting like I didn't know he was in a band that I loved.

"You look like a mess." He chuckled, I glared at him after I was on the sidewalk.

"And you look like you were gangbanged by crayola, you tattooed covered bastard." I seethed, wringing out my hair and checking my pockets for my shit.

Thank god I didn't bring my coke with me.

"Damn. I was just making sure you knew."

"Ditto!" I said in a fake happy voice. I had everything, but my room key.

I looked in the fountain to see it on the bottom, I looked at it for a moment, hoping that it would just fly to me.

"That yours?" Ronnie asked me, seeing what I was looking at.

"No I'm just looking at it for no reason!" I snapped.

"Are you okay? You seem to be a little angry." He observed as he grabbed the card.

I reached my hand out to grab it from him only to have him lift his arm with it higher so I couldn't grab it.

"Answer me first."

"I'm fine. Just going through some shit." I answered and then held my hand out for the key.

"What kind of shit?" He asked me, his brown eyes boring into mine.

I sighed in defeat before sitting on the edge of the fountain. "Just shit. I'm not telling you."

"Well it must be rough since you fall off bars at band parties." He smirked. I furrowed my brows up in confusion before faded memories resurfaced.

Oh.

"Yea it is. But you don't need to know." I snapped.

Ronnie sighed and played with his hair for a minute before looking back at me.

"Let me guess. Rich girl, originally from Beverly Hills. Mom and dad travel a lot so you wanted to go to Los Angeles." He smiled, his eyes lighting up.

"Wrong. I have practically nothing to my name. Originally from here, and as for the 'mom and dad' thing, which ones? Biological? I have no fucking clue where they are." I sighed, tired of him guessing and bothering me about it.

"Oh.." He trailed off, an undescribable look in his eyes.

"Ya so where are we even walking to?" I asked, noticing we were walking out of the park.

"I don't know. Your hotel?" He questioned and I shrugged.

"Sure. I don't care." I sighed out.

Avery's POV

I sat on my bed and sighed of happiness, with a smile. The date was great, I still can't get over the fact it was with Andy fricken Biersack. I ran my fingers through my hair and slipped off my shoes, slipping into my pajamas. I ran off to my bathroom and washed my face quickly, brushed my teeth and put it in my retainer. I fucking hate wearing my retainer, it so uncomfortable and annoying.