I'm not sure what started it I guess. It was just a typical day, moping around the house and trying to figure out what else I had to get done. Stupid school, stupid chores- stupid life. I went up the creaky stairs and to my tiny bedroom. My cat, Sam, rubbed in between my ankles trying to get my attention. Ignoring her, I grabbed my headphones off my dresser and skipped down the steps, Sam trailing behind me. I walked past my mom, who was sitting at the computer desk looking through her Pinterest. "You better get those damn dishes done before your father gets home."
Of course.
I sighed and didn't respond, just doing as I was told. I wasn't mad at her really, my mom is like my best friend, she just doesn't want my dad to throw a fit.
As I was washing the gross, hardened food off the plates my favorite song same on- Kitchen Sink (ironically) by Twenty One Pilots. I smiled to myself, the beat of the song lightening my mood. I'm not sure why I don't listen to their other songs. I've only heard a couple, and I don't even know how many people are in this band. 21? Is that why they're called Twenty One Pilots? I finished the dishes, throwing the towel in the laundry basket.
Sitting at my computer desk, I searched "twenty one pilots" on YouTube. And boy...was this a mistake.
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So this was just an intro hah.. Uhm and its my first tøp fanfiction as well so.. Sorry I'm awkward.
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I Call Her Frosty
FanfictionJackie is always trying to avoid everything and everyone. Listening to music, playing the drums, and talking to the "fans" of her vlog have always been her getaway, with the band Twenty One Pilots helping her get through each day she dreads. Jackie...
