Finding Hope (Black Veil Brides Fan-Fic)

Chapter 9: More Shopping

Edited 08/27/15

Jayy's POV

I almost didn't recognize her when she came out of the bathroom. I very rarely think of girls as hot, but I can't deny it when faced with Angel. She looks like a Scene/Goth version of Aphrodite. I notice that her nails are painted black except for the middle finger on each hand which is painted red. It looks cool. Her hair is so, so pale a blue. It's a lighter color than Andy's eyes. Yes, I actually made that comparison. Anyway. Angel and one of the boys- Collin? - are now having a heated discussion on which mall to go to first. The other girl, Alicia, is just rolling her eyes at them and Sean is smiling in obvious amusement. I'm not really paying attention to what they're saying. CC starts whining about the carousel every once and a while. I swear, he is such a child sometimes! I don't care if he is four years my senior. Eventually they seem to agree on something. The discussion then turns to who was going in what car. Everyone keeps saying something about 'the Porsche' and I wonder what they're talking about.

"What is this Porsche everyone is talking about?" Ben asks the question for me.

"My dad got me a Porsche for my sixteenth birthday and BVB have been using it on and off." Angel says, smiling at him. She has a cute smile, and it makes her look years younger. I can't quite put an age to her. She acts kinda young, but she carries herself with the authority of an adult. Alicia is definitely around eighteen, nineteen; possibly twenty. I don't think she's twenty-one yet. Angel could either be years younger or years older. Collin seems to be the same age as Alicia and Sean a little older, that is, if I'm getting their names right. If not, then just reverse it.

"Just admit it, baby sister, Freehold is the better mall." Collin says. So she's younger than Alicia and Collin.

"I will not admit it. Be careful, Aquarius, you're going against a Taurus." Angel says. She's completely lost me on that one.

"Do you know how to speak English?" Dahvie asks? The guys from BVB all laugh.

"From what I've seen, no, she doesn't." Jake says. Angel just glares at us all one by one.

"It means I'm stubborn." Angel says grouchily. Dahvie just smiles at her. She sighs.

"Come on, we need to figure out who's going in what car. There are fourteen of us, as of right now, and four five-seater cars. That means twenty seats. It's simple multiplication, not rocket science." She says finally.

"We've got a Porsche, a Mustang, a Chevy Malibu, and another Mustang." Andy adds.

"I will say now, I refuse to ride in a red car." Angel says.

"So our rental is out." Matt says.

"Why only red cars?" I ask.

"Bad history." Is all she says. "Especially with red Mustangs." I just nod.

"We also might be adding three more, so that makes seventeen of us." Sean says. Angel suddenly takes out her phone.

"The other three are a no-go. Their parents are demanding family time." She says.

"That sucks." CC says.

"Please say things that actually make sense to the rest of us." Danny says.

"There are three other fans who we've been hanging out with." Andy explains. The talk continues. I don't really say much, I'm too busy thinking. Suddenly Andy gets up and goes out on the terrace, hand in his pocket. He's probably smoking. I decide to join him. It's already warm out, even though it's only eight in the morning. Me and Andy lean against the railing and look out at the street. The door opens behind us and Angel walks out, sitting down in the corner.