Best Friend's Brother

Prolouge

Chelsea's POV

I bit my lip to hold back the tears. I dragged the razor across my skin one last time and look at the blood oozing out from the cuts  my arm. I sigh. I quickly cleaned up the blood and kept my razor on the top shelf so nobody would find it.

I entered my room and flopped onto my bed. I hate life. I constantly get bullied everyday just because I wouldn't take people to see my celebrity brother. I look up and see the photo of me and my twin brother, Dana when we were 8. He was giving me a piggy-back ride and both of us were grinning at the camera like idiots.

I smiled slightly. Dana is in LA right now in a boyband called IM5. I, honestly, am a big fan of them. Don't judge. I just wanna be a supportive sister.

I looked at the clock. 6:30pm. I ran out the door and skipped down the stairs. "Hey mommy," I said kissing my mom on her cheek. "Hey honey, can you please set the table? Your dad will be home soon," she said not looking up from her pasta. "Yeah sure,"

After I set up the table, I heard the door slam shut. "Hey daddy!" I yelled. "Hey Chels!" He yelled back.

After my dad settled down, we ate dinner.

"Mom, can I have more please?" I asked holding up my plate. She blinked. "You've already had 3 servings," she said plainly. I giggled slightly. "Sorry, I'm hungry," my dad laughed. "Your always hungry kiddo," he said ruffling my hair. "Dad..." I groaned.

"Your a lady, Chelsea, behave like one," my mom scolded. I internally groaned. Why does everybody always tell girls to be "ladylike"? It pisses me off. Dana definitely would have something to say about this.

*next day*

"Hey Chelsea!" I turned around when I heard my name being called. I saw one of the popular girls, Allison jogging towards me in her stupid slut-like clothing. "I was just wondering if I could hang with you today or something?" She asked sweetly. No. This is a trick. Like I said before, they just wanna get in Dana's pants - wait, maybe I forgot to mention that part. Like, for heavens sake, their in senior year already!

I bit my lip and looked at the ground. "I mean, yeah I'm fine with that," I said thinking the exact opposite. "We could skype your bro or something you know?" She suggested. I shook my head. "Sorry we can't, I honestly haven't talked to him for a couple of weeks now, he's pretty busy," I whispered. I saw her roll her eyes out of the corner of my eye. She looked at her wrist and widened her eyes.

"Oh my gosh! I just remembered I have an appointment with Mrs McGrier, sorry, catch up with you next time!" She said quickly before running away. I swear I heard her mutter 'bitch' under her breath. I rolled my eyes. "Your not even wearing a watch,"

I reached home and dumped my bag on the couch, entered the kitchen. And started raiding the fridge for Nutella.

I heard the door close so I just said 'hey mom!' "Do I look like mom to you?" I heard an all too familiar voice ask. I whipped around and widened my eyes. "DANA!" I screamed, jumping onto him. "Hey! Woah! Easy!" He laughed staggering back. "I've missed you so much!" I whispered burying my head into his neck.

"Me too," he whispered. He pushed me away slightly and grinned at me. He pulled out a box from his pocket and handed it to me. I raised and eyebrow and opened it.

"OMG!" I squealed, pulling out the gold pendent. It was a little heart that was hollow and had a diamond in it, it was the one I always wanted.

I gave my brother a bone-crushing hug. "YOU REALLY SHOULD'NT HAVE!" I screamed. He laughed. "I have every reason to dote on my little sister," he grins ruffling my hair. "Must have costed a lot of money," I said putting the necklace around my neck.

He rolls his eyes. "Not really," he says. At that moment, my mom enters the kitchen, not noticing Dana. "Chelsea, don't empty out the fridge aga-" she looked up and widened her eyes. "Oh my little boy is home!" She squeals pinching Dana's cheeks. I giggled. He groans. "Mom... I'm 16," she frowns. "Your still young, you haven't even reached puberty," I started snorting with laughter. Dana smacks his forehead with his hand. "Thanks for the reminder, mom,"

Sara's p.o.v

I strummed my guitar, singing along to the music. "She want's to go home, but nobodies home. It's how she lies, broken inside!"

I sighed, as I set my guitar onto my bed. My older brother, Dalton, taught me how to play. He attended the school of rock until he left to be in some boyband. I wanted to go, but my parent's said I was to young, since I was only 13 and he was 16.

I've heard them before, they were actually really good, but I missed my rockstar brother. It's less hyper since he left.

"Sara! Dinner's ready!" I heard my mom yell, "I'll be down in a sec!" I yelled in reply. I grabbed my scrunchie and put my long purple and black hair into a bun.

I ran down the stairs, "hey momma, hey papa!" I greeted my parents. My mother took one glance at me and sighed, "Saraphina Lynn Rapattoni, what on earth are you wearing?" I cringed at the use of my full name, Saraphina, it just sounded stuck up.

I looked down at my outfit, a black wide neck top with the word ROCKSTAR written on it in white, a black tank top underneath, ripped up skinny jeans with chains hanging out of the pockets and my purple converse. "Uh, clothes?" I replied in a confused tone as I sat at the table. "Yes, but very inappropriate clothes," she said sternly. I gave her a look and replied, "my clothes are fine mom."

"No, because we have a special guest," my father grinned slightly. "Well, I was not informed," I replied, plainly. Then I heard someone trying to sneak up behind me, so I did the logical thing to do, I grabbed whoever it was' wrist and flipped him, karate style. I turned around to see who the victim of my mad karate skills was and who I saw shocked me.

His hair was was blonde, in contrast to my natural dark locks, his eyes were as blue and bright as the sea, again, in contrast to my chocolate brown eyes. His eyes were lined with eyeliner and he was dressed in a simple black V-neck and jeans. He got up from the floor and groaned in agony. "Dalton!" I squealed as I gave my 18 year old brother a bone crushing hug. "It's great to see you too, little sis, but I need air," he wheezed out.

I giggled at my brother's request for oxygen and let him go. "Well," he said trying to pop his shoulder back in place, "I see you've been working on your karate flip." I giggled and nodded, "duh!"

"Your so cute! When did you dye your hair?" he asked in a hyper way, almost jumping on me. "Monster overdose much?" I smirked at my hyper brother. He stuck his tongue out at me, "no! Red bull," he said. I laughed, we might not look related, but we were honestly like twins.

We've always had the common dream of being rockstars! He looked up to Blue October, whereas I found inspiration from Avril Lavigne. He kinda got his dream since he's in IM5. I'm still waiting for my big break. "I got you a present!" he exclaimed, I giggled, he's probably gonna say air, I thought. "Tada!" he yelled as he presented me with a signed copy of the latest 5sos album! "I love it!" I squealed in delight.

He chuckled at my excitment, "and, I would like to invite my awesome little sister to go to LA with me!" He invited, I squealed even more than jumped on him. "YES! YES! A MILLION TIMES YES!"

I hugged my blonde brother, "This is the best day ever!!!"

Hi everyone! I'm SaraIM5, I only wrote Sara's p.o.v, Chelsea aka MagicalCanary wrote her own p.o.v, please vote follow and comment, bye!