Blame It (Of Mice & Men)

Blame It

*~*Title from Of Mice & Men's cover of Blame It*~*

"APRIL ARIANNA ARTEAGA! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE BEF-"

"I'm fucking coming! Shut up!" I yelled back to my twin brother, Valentino. I took one last look at myself before walking down the stairs.

I was wearing a tight black tanktop with the sides cut out and corseted, a pair of short denim shorts, and some black toms with yellow ampersands painted on them. I grabbed my sunglasses from the kitchen counter before walking to the living room, all eyes suddenly on me.

"Tino, how did your sister turn out so hot and you turn out how you did?" my brother's friend, and his band's guitarist, Alan asked, playfully nudging Valentino who scoffed in response. "Yeah right," he said rolling his eyes. Alan, who jut so happened to be my boyfriend, stood and walked over to me, kissing my lips before throwing an arm over my shoulder.

"So are we leaving or what?" I asked, crossing my arms. Today started the boys' Warped Tour...tour? Anyways, I decided to tag along and work their merch tent. One, because I loved watching them perform, and two, because I made a bet with Tino that I'd be the merch girl if he beat me at Rockband. Needless to say, I'm now hauling boxes to and from a tent for the next 3 months.

"Hey Alan?" I asked a couple hours after the bus began to move. "Yep?" He asked, his skillful fingers pushing buttons on the video game controller that sat in his hands. "You know I love you right?" I asked, wrapping my arms around his neck from behind. "What do you want?" he asked, fingers still dancing from button to button as he tried to kill Tino.

I leaned in and whispered into his ear what I wanted and I could feel him smirk at the thought. "Gentlemen, I bid you good day." Alan said as he finally shot and killed Tino, standing from his seat and pulling me up with him. "But now, milady calls, and I must answer." I giggled as Alan led me to the back room of the bus, yelling "WE'RE GONNA HAVE SEX DONT COME IN!"

I heard Tino groan. "THAT'S MY TWIN! WE SHARED A WOMB! WE WERE WOMB MATES! KEEP IT DOWN BECAUSE I DONT WANT TO HEAR!"

I snorted and burst into a fit of giggles at the term "womb mate" but brought Alan's mouth to mine.

This was going to be a kick ass summer.