1985
I wake up to the sound of head thumping drums from my brothers room.
I roll over and grab my pillow from beneath me. Shoving it over my face, groaning trying my best to block out the noise.
After five minutes this doesn't help so I get out of bed and bang on my wall in order to send a signal to the room beside me.
The drums stop, I smile and get back into bed. Less then thirty seconds later my door swings open.
"I want to die." I moaned while pulling my duvet over my head.
"Aw why would you want that Angel?" A deep voice says coming nearer and nearer.
"Oh Axl, I thought you were Steven." I said sitting up with a smile.
"I told him to be more quiet but it was Steven so there's no telling him. He just kept saying she won't mind." Axl said sitting on the edge of my bed.
"Its fine, at least someone in this god damn house cares about my sleep and ear drums. Even if they don't live here....well full time anyways." I said giggling.
"Yeah, I spend too much time here." He said scratching his head.
"Yes you do and too make up for it you're going to drive me to get pancakes, aaaaaand you're paying also." I said hopping out of bed.
"Since when?" He says chuckling.
"Since now." I said pulling him off my bed and pushing him out of my room and closing the door in his face.
"Do you not have school to go to?" He asks from the other side of the door.
"Axl its Saturday. Now goodbye, I need to get ready." I said with a smile from the other side of the door.
I quickly stripped out of the over sized t-shirt I was wearing to bed. I think its my brother Stevens but it fits my like a dress so I robbed it.
I skip across my room in a pair of underwear to put on a record. I choose Billy Idol. I carefully move the needle.
When I hear Rebel Yell I am satisfied and I make my way to my closet.
I choose a pair of Levis shorts that I cut myself from a pair of 501's. Then I debate on wearing a bra then I remember I'm going out with Axl and probably my brother. I shudder and grab a black bra and a black Ac Dc tour t-shirt.
I put on a bit of powder, mascara and Vaseline. I brush through my died brown hair but then end up messing it up again for some volume. I grab my black leather docs and pop them on my feet I wrap the laces around the boot twice before tying them, then I pull my black socks up a bit so they peak put of the boot.
I look in the mirror and decide I need a belt. I a huge black belt with a western styled sliver buckle. Its actually Duffs. I made a bet with Duff that I could play Rocket Queen on drums better then him. Him being drunk had forgotten that he doesn't play base and not drums...and well, I do. Anyways, I won and I got his belt.
I tuck my t-shirt into my shorts and let it hang in the back. I grab my purse and run downstairs. Where I meet my Mom.
"Hurry up Axl has been sitting on the couch for twenty minutes waiting for you I think he fell asleep." My Mom says as she hands me ten bucks for pancakes I'm guessing.
"William. Come out, come out wherever you are." I sing while peaking in through the door. He's fast asleep.
I decide to do what him and Slash did to me about a week ago when I fell asleep, in my bed. You know...where you would expect some peace and quiet?!
