Psychotics (BoyxBoy)

Prologue

I put my suitcase in the trunk of the baby blue 2014 mustang (Jason and I share it) and hop into the passenger seat. I don't bother with the radio because I know we will just end up turning it off so we can talk. I set my entertainment bag at my feet and slipped my purple sunglasses on. It is one mighty fine day.

Jason hops in and we start the long drive to Los Angelos. Yeah, LA.

My name is Andrew Lasher (I prefer Drew). I have chestnut brown hair with natural red highlights. I also have bright blue eyes that go from bright sky blue (outer ring) to a light baby blue (inner ring) and they're one of my favorite features. I'm also gay, but not stereotypically, though I do care about my appearance way too much.

I'm typically the shy nerd that doesn't talk much and am socially awkward unless it's to my best friend, Jason.

Jason Kade is about a foot taller than me. He has shaggy, dark brown hair and green eyes that girls and guys swoon over. He's such a heartthrob, to everyone but me. The weirdest part of our friendship though, is that he is the stereotypical Jock: Around other people.

When it's just us, we fangirl over hot guys (he's bi) and talk about what I should do for my non-existent singing career.

Oh yeah, apparently I can sing amazingly well. I want to be famous, but not as Drew, as someone else.

"So have you thought about what you are going to do?" He questioned. He didn't have to specify as I already knew what he was talking about. We talk about it often.

"Yeah actually. I couldn't sleep last night so I sat there and worked on the songs (in process) that will go on my first album. That's when I thought this up. What if I wore a mask, colored contacts and hair chalk? No one would be able to tell who I am and I could give myself a second personality. What do you think?" I replied.

"I just might be able to work with it." Cue the completely creepy in-sink smirks that appeared on our faces at the same time.

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And Psycho was born, or Grayson Psycho was to be exact. He's a sassy singer who's always sarcastic, funny and hyper. Always go for his good side. You miss and he starts a war that you can never win.

When you're in his company, expect the unexpected. He's completely spontaneous. He couldn't care less what other people think of him, but if an outfit doesn't live up to his expectations, he hates it.

Basically, Psycho is my opposite. It took us about an hour before we were fully able to figure everything out.

Then we stopped at the Mall of America (a long while later). It was one of the stops we decided on making before we left, now it just get's even better.

We spent about 5 hours there, believe it or not. We bought everything needed for Psycho's appearance and bought about 20 fully complete outfits for him.

Our plan was to stop at the Mall of America, then get a hotel room and rest for the night (we knew we would spend a long time there), we would leave at about 5 AM and drive until midnight which would happen to be our estimated arrival time at my Step-Dad's Summer Vacation Bachelor Pad.

My Dad's (A/N; will be explained later) were rich so we could spend as much as we wanted and not get yelled at. It's a blessing that I'm thankful for.

Throughout the whole drive, Jason and I worked on my second half. Believe it or not, it was actually quite vigorous.

We arrived in Los Angelos and picked up some late night food at McD's. Around midnight, just like my calculations, we pulled into the driveway. We both were really hyper thanks to the chocolate shakes so we moved everything from the car into the house. We spent about three and a half hours distractedly unpacking everything.