American Pie (Chapter 3)
Birdie's POV
"I was only having a little bit of fun." Pipa said exasperated.
"Fun, fun!? You think fun is running out on stage infront of thousands with you shirt over you head is fun!?" A boy I have come to learn is Louis Tomlinson, member of One Direction, yelled at his sister. They didnt show any resemblance so how can they be related, I thought to myself.
"Ok I might be a lil high." Pipa put her thumb and pointed finger up indicating a little.
"PIPA? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?" Louis yelled, throwing his hands up in the air.
"Don't cuss it's not attractive." Pipa sassed back.
"You." Louis pointed at me.
"Me?" I pointed at myself also.
"Do you give her weed?" He asked trying to remain calm and not blow up in my face.
"We literally met 10 minutes ago." I said blankly. Louis just huffed in reply. He studied my face for a few seconds then immediately froze.
I waved my hand infront of his face trying to snap him out of his faze. He grabbed we wrist after about thirty seconds and kept switching his gaze between Pipa and myself.
"Oh My God." He whispered. "Are you adopted?"
"That's none of your fucking business." I said ripping my wrist out of his firm grip.
"Answer the damn question Birdie!" Louis ordered. I was taken back more from him knowing my name then yelling in my face.
"How do you know my name!?" I yelled back in his face.
"Yeah how do you know her name?" Pipa piped up entering the situation.
"You guys haven't noticed?" Louis stared at our confused faces. "You guys are fucking twins! Pipa this is Birdie!"
"Wait what?" I stared at Louis like he had two heads. "Don't fuck with me! My family is dead! My sister died! How the fuck do you know this stuff!?"
"Wait your alive?" Pipa asked obviously coming down from her high state.
"Of course I'm fucking alive I'm right here! Your not my sister, my sister is dead along with my parents! I'm not fucking falling for this, they've been dead for 12 years." I shouted backing while staring at Pipa's sad face.
"Birdie." She reached out.
"No!" I yelled. "Your dead! You died!"
"I thought you died." She whispered.
"Pipi." I sobbed reaching out aswell.
"Didi." Our hands gripped each other and we pulled into a tight embraces as we cried with each other.
I could here other voices join us in the dressing room but I didn't care. I HAVE MY SISTER BACK! Pipa is my sister?
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Me: Oh My Gawd ITS KEVIN!
My Subconscious: Not every pigeon is named Kevin.
Me: You crush my dreams!
