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Trace's POV
I CANNOT BEILIEVE THIS! I am so pissed that we are being forced to bring this ass with us. "So Trace." I cringed as I heard his voice say my name. I ignored him knowing he would continue anyway. "Why did you not invite Karly to come with us?" I could hear the smirk on his face.
Karly is my "girlfriend". Again... dont ask. I will probably have to tell you later on. But anyway, all im going to say is that jackass in the back seat it the reason I am with her. "I did not invite her because I would rather not invite my... wonderfull... girlfriend to meet my friends from my home town, because there are other girls there who, like me as well and might get jelous and ruin the fun." I said through clenched teeth.
"Oh, such a shame." He is realy starting to get on my nerves. I just ignored him.
Within ten minutes we were pulling up to the kurb outside of Evenlyn's house. The lawn as I suspected was littered with garbage. I was suprized to see a few bottles lying around but at the same not not so much because there are a few people who are of age that come to these things. The house was shaking from the pounding of screemo and metal. I could just make out the words to Knives And Pens by Black Veil Brides. They are mine and Damien's faveorite band. We just love it. As Damien and I unloaded the trunk and Cato just stood and watched, I belted along with Andy Biersack through the screemo parts. "We tried our best! Turn out . The. Lights! Turn out.The. Lights!"
Damien Sung to the regular singing parts. I have to admit, we have realy good voices. "Freaks..." I heard muttered behind us.
If it was not for Evenlyn running out of the house yelling our names I would have dropped all the booze and broke his nose. "TRACE! DAMIEN! OH MY GOD I MISSED YOU SO MUCH! THANK GOD YOUR HERE!!!!" She ran over and hugged us both. I laughed at her. She looked like always. Pink teased scene hair always with a purple bow berette. "Now get your asses in there and save my party!" She put one hand on her hip and pointed back to the house, I swear she is bi polar... "Oh... and who is this?" She sked us nicely.
"My name is Cato." He said sounding bored.
"Oh so you are the mysterious stepbrother I hear nothing about." She said shooting me a look. That evil glare told me that I should have told her about him because she believes he is realy good looking. I've knowen her long enough to know what every one of her looks meant.
He smirked. "Yea I guess you an say that." He winked at her then started making his way into the house.
I sighed and started walking. "D! Come on!" Oh I was Pissed. I could see myself getting full on wasted tonight. The two of us walked in, -Cato already out of sight- we heard people cheering our names and patting our backs as we made out way to the kitchen. As soon as we set the booze on the Island in the middle of the huge kitchen, dossens of thirst hands raided the pile and I grabbed two bottles of rendom shit, and walked out of the room, Damien right on my tail holding bothe bottles of his faveorite.
"Trace! Whats wrong?" Damien asked me as I plopped down on one of the couches and poped open a bottle.
"Absolutly nothing. Everything is just peechy." I mumbled sarcasticly taking a swig.
"T, you got twoo beers rather than one. That tells me that you are planning on getting as wasted as I usualy get. And you only get that wasted when you are pissed... that and I can feel what you are feeling. I'm not as stupid as I look you know."
I ignored him and went to take a swig but I realized that I already finished the first bottle so I stared on the second one. Within seconds I finnished. "Im gunna go get more beer." I mumled and got up leaving him sitting there with his Captain Morgan.
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Teen FictionDamien and Trace are twin brothers, They are new in town and now live with their mothers new husband and his erogant but incredibly sexy son Cato. Damien wanting to be exactly like his brother leads on that he hates Cato like Trace does, When in rea...