That blue hair'd douch is my dad

Chapter 5

The rest of the day was spent with my dad telling me how he stopped cutting and remenissing about my mom. At about 7:30 JJ was dropped back off at home. I made him sit with me on the couch. I let him fall asleep in my lap and then put him to bed. When I came back it was only Tristan and I.

"Hey, can I stay in your room tonight? I'm not sure I can handle being alone tonight," I said.

"Sure, do you want to go up now?" Tristan asked.

"Yes, I'm tired," I replied.

Tristan stood up and picked me up. I snuggeled into his arms and by the time we got upstairs I was basically asleep. I felt Tristan set me in his bed and lay next to me, he wrapped his arms around me, then I fell asleep.

Then next morning I woke up and still had Tristans arms around me. I stayed in his arms and got comfortable, I felt Tristan begin to wake up. I snuggeled closer to Tristan and we fell off his bed. Once we were on the floor we burst out laughing.

"What the heck? Why are we on the floor?" Tristan asked.

"We fell off your bed, now let me go so I can get up," I said.

"No," Tristan said and flipped me so we were face to face; "You are gorgeous."

"Thanks, where did that come from?" I asked.

Tristan's reply was to press his lips to mine and kiss me. I didn't protest and returned the kiss. Eventually Tristan broke the kiss for air.

"Sorry," Tristan said.

"Don't be, you had the courage I didn't," I replied and kissed him again.

Yes he is my cousin but only because our dads were friends and in a band together. That is the only reason we were close, and my uncle Matt was his god-father. It felt so right to be kissing Tristan. This time I broke the kiss for air and because someone came into his room, good thing the bed was between us and the door. I rolled onto the floor and we both pretended we were asleep.

"How are you two still asleep, we heard you hit the floor downstairs," I heard Mike say; "I know you two aren't sleeping, I can see your smiles."

"Fine, yes we're up. Can't we just lay here all day?" Tristan asked.

"No, Porcelain has school," Mike said.

I grumbeled and relucdently got up. I walked past Mike and went to my room to get dressed. I changed into skinny jeans, a blue long sleeve, I put on my blue convers and a black hoddie. I grabbed my lunch and left. When I got outside I saw Tristan standing next to his car.

"You want a ride to school?" he asked.

"Sure, if I can drive," I replied.

"You only have your learners permit so no," he said.

"Grr... fine I don't want to be late," I replied and got into his car.

There was no conversation durring the 5 minute drive to school. Once we got there I thanked Tristan and got out.I was immeditally swarmed by girls who pretended to be my friends. That was the problem with being the daughter of a rock star. I also found out that the whole school heard about Derek being shot down and that he was using me as a human shield. I pushed through the crowd that surrounded me.

I quickly got to my locker and grabbed my books, I didn't like school, I didn't mind the actual school part its the people that are here. I never knew who my real friends were, they never knew the real me and would only talk to me because my dad is Josh Ramsay. I wanted to be alone but they always found me, the up side was I never got picked on, the down side was that Tristan was my only real friend.