Best friends with an Asshole

Meow-motherfucker

How the hell did I, Vivian Black get Ronnie Radke as a best friend? Hell I don't even know okay?

I literally met him the first time during meet and greet. Like fate! And of course I was drunk as hell, and so was Mr. Radke and I apparently wrote my number on his hand and walked home. Another time and this is how everything started I guess, I woke up with a bad hangover and no car in sight and late for school. I glanced at my alarm clock and noticed that it was 8:30 and my first class had already started. It was fresh man year of college and I was the party- emo- bitch, or other known as Pemich. Yeah its a messed up nick-name but a group of kids in high school started it and it just stuck for me. I never really cared what others thought of me. I loved myself (for the most part) and screw anyone who doesn't like me. That is all up to them. They make there own decisions on wether or not to like someone. So kiss my white Pemich ass.

I woke up grabbed a bottle of ginger-ale out of the run down refrigerator and took some advil and off I was to find my miss old piece of shit car. It was a it was a 1990 Chevorlet Beretta. I can't afford a new one, but it gets me to where I need to go and that all that really matters. I walked with some big shades on, and more weird than a nerd trying to walk with a weggie. Before I knew it was at Ronnie's house and there was my junk ass car in the front of a perfectly beautiful house, with red solo cups everywhere. I laughed at the sight not remembering I was at one of my favorite artist house and walked up and knocked on the door. I thought it was some rich kid that had daddy's money to live off of. But when I saw the unbreakable tattoo on that shiny forehead, my breath was caught in my throat. Stay calm Jess I reminded myself.  " Why is my fucking car in your drive way, Radke?" I asked as blunt and jerkish as I could. He smirked and looked at his drive way and shrugged. He started to laugh as he saw my car.

"You call that a car?" he leaned his head back, and laughter filled my ears.

"Yeah that is my car. Got a problem with that?" I questioned trying so hard not to crack a smile.

"No I just thought you would have something better than that." He said as he finally contained his judge-mental laughter. He opened to door wider and gestured me inside. It was completely filthy. Like I know I can party, but as soon as I wake I clean up the mess. I guess I had a face that had disgust written all over it and Ronnie noticed.

"I am working on this, my maid quit a few days ago, and I don't clean quickly." He said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

"I would offer to clean it up, but I am a really lazy person and you would have to pay a great deal." I said in an attempt to get closer to my idol. He didn't respond right away. It looked as if he was arguing with him self if he should do it.

"Its a 5 bed room 3 and a half bath, what would you charge me?" He asked. I was taken by surprise, I was in literal awe. I thought there was a wall behind me, well there was, just a few more feet; and I stupidly, trying to act bad-ass in front of him, went to lean on the too-far-away-wall and busted my ass. He once again burst into a uncontrollable laugh. It took me a minute but I was soon joining in on this game of laughter.

After several minutes of laughter, he reached his hand out to help my clumsy ass off the filthy floor.

"I would work for you Ronnie for about 800 a week, mainly because of the parties and the after mess." I said as I looked around the large over sized living room or entertainment room.

"Done" he spoke quickly "What is your name?" he asked.

"Vivian, but if you ever call me that, I am sorry for your loss." I told him sternly.

"What do you mean?" He questioned looking very puzzled.

"Your little man part down there will be going down the garbage disposal." I said with a wicked grin plastered on my face. He covered up his junk and shook his head in approval. " Prefer to be call Viv or Vivi. And where are my car keys?"

"These are the ones I found in my bathroom" he said pulling a key chain out of his pocket. And of course they were mine. The little spongy looking frog said so.

"I will start tomorrow at 6 in the morning. But I have classes tomorrow so I have to leave at 8. But i will be back afterwards" I said as I snatched the keys from his hands and strolled out of the house.

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As soon as I was far enough down the road I called my best friend Blade. After a few dial tones i hear "whats up Viv?"
"You won't believe who I started working for" I spoke so eagerly.
"Um I don't know tell me" Blade who is Andy Biersack's little sister.
"Double R!" I screeched jumping up and down in my seat. I could hear her scream in the background.
"Come over we must talk about this Vivi" she demanded. And off I drove in a piece of crap that about died in the drive way of my idol.
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A/N
New story, been writing a lot on it. It's my first fanfic and I know I need a better cover, but I just haven't had the time to make a new cover. Oh wells. I am so tired. School kicks your ass. But the characters that are in the story also play in my best friends story black_parader_girl in her fanfic. Hers is Andy and mine is RONNIE! But go check out her story. (Much better grammar than me) YOU WON'T BE DISAPPOINTED!