Well, The Truth Is...

Chapter 1

"Heyo, it's Satan." I answered

"Did you forget you're coming with me to the beach today or what!!!" My best friend Chloe screamed into her phone

"Shit dude, I literally just got up. I don't need you screaming at me too. But no I didn't and I'm waiting outside my house." I replied tiredly "You forgot you had to pick me up, didn't you?"

I held my phone away from my ear as I heard shouting and cursing from the other end of the call. I see her pull up with the rest of her family. I run up and jump in, before my mom can come and talk to her parents, because then we would never leave.

She drags me into the very last row and hugs me tightly. It was the first official day of summer and we were heading to Ocean City together. I let go of her and fixed my snapback.

"So how are Tansy?" Her dad asks

"I'm good. Happy that you let me join you guys, and slightly weirded out that I'm not gonna be swimming all summer except for at the beach." I respond, taking in a huge breath

Her dad laughs and pulls out of my driveway after he finishes putting my stuff into the back. I hadn't brought a lot, only a small suit case filled with three weeks of clothing, my wake board, and a duffel bag which I had with me. The duffel bag contained my Vans, bathing suits, makeup, skateboard, laptop, and everything else I would need for the summer.

"You look like a punk today." She says questionably "Why can't you just pick a genre and stick to it!?"

"I'm punk because it's too hot to be goth or emo and because skateboarding down a board walk is better done in a punk style." I state matter-of-factly

I look down at my clothes. I had on my Green Day Revolution Radio concert tee with my purple flannel that had studded pockets tied around my waist. Blue jean ripped low waisted short-shorts and my black Vans, my pastel green Vans were in my duffel bag, I think I mentioned that already though. My makeup consisted of lots of black eyeliner with a pale blue eyeshadow and black mascara. I had on my black and rose printed snapback, with my red lace choker and two necklaces, one a bass/treble clef heart, the other a dichoric glass with turtles on it. My wrists had many bracelets on them My right had a FNaF watch and my large rubber Black Veil Brides and Bring Me The Horizon bracelets while the other wrist held my 3 small BVB bracelets and 6 My Chemical Romance bracelets.

"Well it looks good at least." She said eventually

"Want to listen to music and read fanfiction until we get there?" I asked excitedly

She nodded her head yes and grabbed her ear buds before plugging them in and putting her Panic! At The Disco playlist on. Luckily the first song that came on was one we both loved 'London Beckoned Songs About Money Written By Machines' I pulled up  the Wattpad app on my phone and logged in before starting to read a really long Septiplier fanfiction. It was one I had read before but wanted to read again because it was good, also because Chloe hadn't read it yet.

Halfway through the drive Chloe fell asleep in my lap. I absentmindedly started to stroke her dyed black, dark blue, and purple hair. I pulled my headphones from out of my bag and plugged them into my phone and putting on some Twenty Øne Piløts.

Their music helped me to think. I wondered how Chloe and I became friends. I am the dark, don't approach me unless you have a death wish, goth kid and she was the happy, I'm gay as fuck, fangirl. It was just odd to me that we were friends. But it was for the best, we've been able to show each other so much stuff.

I leaned my head against the window and started drifting off to sleep.