Chapter 5: New Life = Chaos?

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I wake up the fine, pointy whiskers brushing up against my hand followed by a soft "meow". I open my eyes tiredly, Crow, Andy's cat was now licking my hand whilst purring and meowing.

"Morning Addie, I see Crow likes you." Andy points out, I rub my eyes with a yawn. I sit up and lean against the couch, cuddling the blanket close to my chest.

"Yeah, I see that. He's so cute." I comment, scratching Crow under his chin, I earn soft purrs as a reward. I've never had a pet, so this was a new experience. Crow was being the social cat while Femme was just staying back against the wall, rearing and hissing at me.

"Femme, stop. Play nice." Andy barks sternly, Femme hisses before nipping at his ankles. Andy carries me over a bowl of cereal and a coffee. We've barely even known each other for a week and yet he knows me, I adore my coffee. I take the bowl of cereal from him and scoop up a spoonful of the sugary content and put it in my mouth. Mmm, it tasted nice but I think I may have to brush my teeth ten times. I chug down the cup of steaming coffee, savoring the taste of the rare necessity that I missed.

When I finish my meal, Andy takes away the dishes and orders me to go and change to look presentable for when the members of his band get here.

My breathing becomes shaky, I'm excited and happy though, believe me I'm probably going to faint at the sight of all of them. I go to unpack my bag but I see a note on the bed 'Don't worry - Juliet said you could borrow some of her clothes!' It read. I feel grateful that Juliet would be generous enough to do such a thing. Next to the note, I see a whole pile of Juliet's clothes that Andy obviously had placed there. It was like I was getting spoiled for the sake of being spoiled.

I stare in awe at the pile of clothes, I never got new clothes, I only ever received hand-me-downs or really shitty quality clothes. But this was very different, they were so beautiful, I almost felt like I was invading her privacy by wearing her clothes. I choose a shirt that shows my mid-riff and a pair of acid-washed jeans. I comb my hair to the side of my head, whilst I brush my teeth roughly, extinguishing any remains of the sugary cereal.

"Wow, you look really pretty Addie." Comments Andy, I nod slowly assessing myself in the mirror.

I don't look 'pretty', I just look like a sick, little girl desperate for a saviour.

Knocks on the front door takes Andy's attention. "They're here," he responded with a grin.

I sigh, exiting the bathroom and sitting back down on the couch just as Andy answers the door. I take these few seconds to get myself together, my heart begins to beat quickly but I manage a "hello" and smile as they pile in.

"Hi Addie," CC says, "Hey," I reply awkwardly, averting my attention straight to Crow.

"Not one for conversations are you?"

"Nope, in fact I hate them."

"Well you're talking right now so..." Butts in Ashley with a smirk.

My cheeks flush and I throw a pillow at Ashley's face "Shut it,"

"Aww, she's blushing. Now there's four people who can possibly be her favourite!" Jinxx retorts.

"Too late," Andy inquired, "She already said her big brother was her favourite."

"Dammit! Wait, there's a pool outside..." Jake, Ashley, Jinxx and CC smirk, looking outside. Andy shakes his head behind them, holding back laughter.

"NO!" I squeal as Ashley and CC pick me up by my arms and legs. They carry me outside, despite my constant screams.

"Three," Counts Jinxx. CC and Ashley swing me to the side gently.

"Two," Jake follows. They swing me higher.

"ONE!" They all scream, including Andy. They swing me to the side but let go, landing me into the deep end of the pool.

"I HATE YOU ALL!" I yell, they roar with laughter. Ashley, being the closest to the pool and to the edge, I grab his ankles and pull him in. He ends up bringing CC and Jinxx with him, they go underwater for a moment before re-emerging. I'm wringing wet now, I push my hair away from my eyes.

Ashley puts me on his shoulders, Andy takes a photo.

"Can you kinda put me down?"

"Nah uh little Biersack," I smile, I like that. 'Little Biersack'.

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