Hey! I hope you enjoy this kind of long chapter. I wrote I a lot on word beacuse that' how I write these chapters and then I copy and paste the chapter on here and it was pretty long. Anyway, I hope you like it and let me know what you think about it.
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I got done with my black eye makeup and lip balm application and got dressed in a grey shirt that I bought a three years back that said “Slutty Pirate Costume.” I put on my black leather pants and my black creepers then put on a black leather cross bracelet and a black gun necklace. This was the costume I had worn every year since eighth grade.
Dad was gone all the time so I figured… why not?
I met Alexei outside my house. He was wearing a Greaser type costume with a leather jacket, a plain white tee underneath, dark wash jeans and black and white high-tops. His hair was greased back and he had a candy cigarette in his mouth.
“Nice shirt.” He said smugly.
“Nice hair.” I replied back the same way.
“A bit much?” He asked and I crinkled my nose and nodded.
He shrugged and I rolled my eyes. The party wasn’t too far away so we walked to it. Sometimes we’d talk completely normal if we got into a subject we both liked and then in other times we’d be completely quiet.
“So what bands do you listen to Rowan?” Alexei asked me as we turned on the last street.
“30STM.” I said as I looked straight forward.
“What?” He asked confused.
I laughed and looked at him with a smile.
“Thirty Seconds to Mars. I listen to Thirty Seconds to Mars.” I said picturing Shannon, Tomo, and Jared’s faces.
I always laughed during the interviews. Jared would speak most of the time unless he was saving his voice and then Tomo would speak for him and Shannon. If Jared did speak though, he would answer the question then Tomo would follow and then laugh his amazing laugh and Shannon would just nod during all of it.
“Oh. I think I’ve heard of them. Isn’t the song “City of Angels” their song?” He asked me as we continued to walk.
“Yeah.” I said nodding my head.
We walked up the steps and I knocked on the door.
Yes I was a teenager but I hated drugs and that was what was going on in that house. The moment the guy dressed in a Zorro costume opened the door it repulsed me.
“Welcome…” He said before coughing hastily. “Care to join.”
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