My Psycho Life With Rockstars
~Part9~
(hey you guys.im really sorry for the short chapter.alot of shit has been going on n believe me its not the good kind.but i want to thank you so much for reading.it makes me happy that you guys like it so much.but im gonna try to make it long)
Nick, my ex. The dreaded ex that used me for I guess being popular for being rich. Him and his stupid black hair with blue streeks in it. Those god damn green eyes that are like emeralds. That average body of his but isn't really fat, just pretty built. He has one bottom lip piercing. He has skater hair, but he's the reason why I don't like the word love. It brings a bad taste in my mouth whenever I have to see his stupid idiotic using ass.
I hear Kenny say from behind me, peering over to look at Nick "Hey Nick my main man. I didn't know you'd be here so early." I begin to grit my teeth from just the shock a bit, I have a very bad feeling about this. I begin harshly, pointing my words directly at Nick. I'm cutt short with Kenny still talking "This is Alice..." he trails off.
Nick cutting him short "We've met" his voice coming out uncaring. This really is awkward, I'm not letting that twat head come in...my thoughts cutt short when Kenny says "come in come in"Kenny opening the door more open so that Nick can come in.
I just open my mouth and clench it tight, I pull put my cell and decide to call a certain someone. My biggest gay guy friend ever, his name is Brandon. He dresses like a girl at times, but pulls off the whole emo look. Though he takes me bows and never gives them back.
Talking to Brandon about this crazy idea about doing a little something to a certain someone. It's gonna be both funny and scary at the sametime, I say this cause it's gonna make anyone laugh.
~hours pass and it turns it's exactly 11pm~
Adam had to go home because his band needed him, I felt bad but it's finally time. I crept out of my room quietly, going down stairs without making a peep. I see both Sarah and Brandon dressed in black. With Brandon having his makeup bag and a small suitcase in both of his manicured hands.
All three of us headed up stairs on the second floor, creaked open the door that led to Kenny's room. I was more careful because Nick decided to spend the night, He has a tendency to cling to things while asleep.
I nodded my head to my friends to enter the room, Brandon went to work as he applied the oil based make up on Kenny face. Pretty much dressing him, the hardest part is trying to keep Nick still. Cause he just clings like that humping chihuaha in Spencers. I move toward him cautiously, trying not to wake him.
I kneel down and thankfully he's sleeping on his back, Sarah comes over but not as close. I'm the one monitering while he sleeps, Sarah begins to apply make up on Nick. Making him look so beautifil than he was before(note the sarcasm)
As soon as when Sarah begin to dress Nick in this short skirt, he squirms a bit and rolls on his side. Next thing i know someone is clinging to my leg, ofcourse it's Nick but I'm not gonna over react. I give Sarah a look to not go any further, just leave him be. He has makeup on so I'm sure that's enough.
~30 mintues later~
After 15 minutes of trying to get my leg free from a clinging Nick. My friends decide to head home. But I soon hear them screaming and I head downstairs to see my mom, pole dancing. I'm guessing she's really out of it, but I seriously can't believe my own eyes. I think I'm gonna be sick.
Soon after this, the band and Nick come down stairs watching this in amazement, and begin to laugh at my mom doing this. I really don't know which is funnier, seeing my mom actually stop. And than start laughing at Kenny and Nick "ohhh myyy goodness...you guys look like your ready for a gay bar show" I burst out laughing. As does the rest of the band and my friends. I'm near tears from laughing so hard, I fall to the ground, laughing harder as the guys take a look at each other and scream. Touching there faces and Nick bursting into laughter to see Kenny in a skirt and a tight frilly top. Suddenly my dad walks in, in his jammies. Looking extremely aggitated from not enough sleep.
