Rebel Love Song- An Andy Biersack Romance

Chapter 1

"I ruled the world
With hands I shook
The heavens to the ground

I laid the gods
To rest."

I'm lying on my bed, listening to music, when I'm interrupted by my mom, Emma, screeching "ANDIE! COME DOWNSTAIRS NOW!" I see my twin sister, Andie, fly down the stairs and to my mom. I follow her, wondering what on earth is going on. "Poor Andie," I think as I reach my mom and sister. I'm just in time to hear my mom say to Andie "Who is this grunge- hunk dude!" She's probably talking about Jacky Vincent, my sister's idol/crush, on her phone's wallpaper. I try to stifle my giggles, but fail miserably. Andie shoots me a death glare. If looks could kill, I would be long dead.

"Well," I think to myself, " I'm already dead, so I might as well snoop."
"Caroline says to meet her at the mall for your sleepover." Ha. That must've gotten on her nerves.
"Whatever." she mumbles, trudging up the stairs to pack for Caroline's.

I say to my mom "Since Andie is going to Caroline's, can I invite Isabel over?" She looks over to me and says cheerfully "Sure! I love to have your friends over. It gives me a chance to make my famous burgers!" "And your sundaes?" I question eagerly. "Yes Jackie, I will make sundaes too." I shoot her a grin, then go upstairs to call Isabel.

30 minutes later I hear a knock upon the door. I open it to find her grinning in my face. "Izzy!" She says happily "I know! There was so much traffic, but I'm here!" I beckon her to come to the stairs.

As she walks up with me she says "So because you're my 'person' I can tell you're scheming something." I nod in agreement and explain my plan. "We are buying Andie tickets to see Cry Venom tomorrow night. If she finds out we'll tell her it's for a 1D concert. Got it?" She nods and grins.

As soon as we get to my room, she opens her bag and pulls out her massive makeup trunk. I get my sleep mask, give it to her, and she starts her so-called 'magic'. After what seems like days of brushing, smearing, patting, and drawing, she takes off the mask and hands me a mirror. "Not too bad," I start. "For a 4 year old!" She laughs and gives me a makeup wipe, and I take off the layers of goop on my face. I put on the eye mask and start my real magic on her. I start by dabbing what I think is BB cream all around her face. Once that's done, I decide to do only mascara. Better safe than sorry! So not to poke her eyes out, I have her do it by herself. I reach for what Isabel tells me is an peachy orange lipstick, and dap it on her lips. Then I dust a bit of a new product, a sort of glittery powder on her cheekbones. I take of the mask and am surprised at how well it actually turned out. "Oh! You did a great job! I think I'll keep it on!" she exclaims. I grin, proud of my work. Even without a mask, I can barely do makeup- after all, I'm more of a tomboy; I almost never wear makeup.

Suddenly, we hear a call from downstairs. " Girls, come here!" We weren't in trouble, were we?"

The next chapter is kinda a short filler one, to tell you in advance. Hope you liked this one!