Mental Minds & Me

Chapter One

January 12th 2014, Central London

"SHANELIE PAYNE , MACKENZIE MACINTOSH, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!?"

I Groaned and Rubbed My Eyes As I Tried To Asses The Situation. I Was Currently Sitting In A Tub With My Legs Over The Edge and My Black Party Dress Strewn In Every Direction, I Had Mackenzie Looking Ready To Give Birth With His Head On My Lap and I Couldn't Help But Snicker. That's When A Wave Nausea Hit Me. I Scrambled Out The Top and Hurled Into The Toilet. Who Knew Straight Up Vodka Shots Weren't A Bad Idea? Oh Yeah Us.

I Pulled My Head Out The Toilet and Walked Over To The Mirror. I Looked Like A Panda With My Eye Make Up Smeared Around My Eyes and My Hair, Now White, Was A Knot on My Head. I Quickly Brushed My Teeth and Used Mouthwash Before Grabbing A Wash Cloth and UN-Pandifying My Self. Taking A Quick Look Back At Mac, I Left the Bathroom To Be Met With An Oddly Clean Living Room.

"Holy Shit! Shane Where Were You?" A Very Grubby Looking Mickey Stood In Front Of Me With A Scowl Etched On Her Face and Her Arms Crossed. Her Sparkling Pink Dress Was Torn Up The Side. "You and Mac Disappeared Last Night At Like 2am and I Was Too Busy Keeping Sleepy Drunk Awake Till We Got Home," She Groaned Referring To Charlie Who Was Light One.

"I Don't Know, I Just Woke Up In The Tub With Mac," I Groaned Walking Into My Room Which I Shared With Her.

"Seriously You Two Go Horny Drunk, Did You...?" She Asked Raising An Eyebrow At Me.

"We May Make-Out And Get Horny But Dude-We're Best Mates!" I Shrieked Jumping On To My Bed.

"Fine, I'll Get Him Up, Get Ready, Simon Called and He's Got A Surprise For Us!" She Squealed Jumping Out The Room. I've Known That Girl For 6 Years Yet I Still Don't Know How She Can Be So Peppy With A Hangover.

I Climbed Over and Grabbed My Toiletries And Had A Quick Shower Washing Away My Drowsiness. I Looked At The Time, 10:49, I Ran Over To My Closet and Tugged On A Pair Of Skinny Jeans, A 'Smile-Like-Miley' Singlet and A Plaid Shirt Before Tugging On My Combat Boots and Pulled On A Line Of Eye-Liner.

I Ran Into The Living Room To See Charlie Sprawled Out On The Sofa and Kiba Watching Tv. I Murmured A Quick Good Morning Before Pulling Out A Packet Of Kelloggs and Slumping Down On The Couch. After About 20 Minutes, Mac Appeared In Skinnies, A Grey t-shirt and Shirt, Oh And A Bored Expression As Mickey Started To Scold Him.

10 Minutes After THAT, We Were In My SUV On The Way Too Uncle Si's House In London. it Was A Quaint Little Place In The Countryside and Considering My Powers We Didn't Have To Endure The 3 Hour Drive There. At Precisely 11:43, We Walked - Correction Barged- Into Uncle Si's House With Kiba Screaming, "GUESS WHO'S HOME!"

We Walked Into The Living Room To Find A Grinning Simon Pointing For Us To Sit Down On The Couch Opposite Him. We Nervously Walked Over To The Couch and Sat Down, As Soon As My Arse Was Planted, Mac Grabbed Left Hand and Mickey My Right, I Knew Something Was Up They Only Did This When They Had To Restrain Me.

"So Now That Your First Album Is Releasing This Year, The Management Team Think You're Ready To Tour But Not Alone, So Would You Guys Be Willing To Be An Opening Act For Another Band On Tour?" I Was More Then Confused, Why Was I Being Restrained If This Was The News, I Was Grinning Like A Bloody Ninny!

"Yes, YES, A TOUR OF COURSE!" I Was Bouncing In My Seat. A TOUR BABY WHOOOO!

"Ah and Of Course, The Band You'll Be Touring With, COME OUT BOYS!"

I Wonder Who It Could Be, Maybe Green Day, OH or The Red Hot Chilli Papers, Oh Maybe It All Time Low, MAYBE I COULD MEET ALEX GASKARTH! Maybe It's Coldplay Or Even Better, BLINK 182! Holy Crap I Could Meet-

"Um Babe, Completely Wrong Genre You Got There," I Was Confused To What Mac Whispered In My Ear Till I Looked Up, I Was Frozen In Shock For A Few Seconds But In Less Then A Second I Was Over The Counter In Front Of Simon's Face, My Roots Were Burning Meaning My Rage Was Fierce and My Hair Would Turn A Fiery Red At Any Moment.

In The Next Moment, I Was Caged Between Kiba and Mac Who Were Kissing The Top Of My Head And Whispering Things To Help Me Calm Down In my Ear. I Was Seething Every Syllable That Existed Not Being Able To Form A Sentence With My Rage. Why Would He Do This?!

"Um Simon Are You Sure About This, We Are A Steam Punk Band, Not You Know, POP BRATS!" I Could Tell Mickey Was Upset But No Where As Mad As I Was. I Was About To Rip Out Someone's Throat.

"Yes, I'm Sure About This, You Need The Publicity," He Answered Calmly. I Had No Clue What The Twats We Were Supposed To Open For Were Doing Considering I Was Well, Caged In By Mac and Kiba.

"Did You Just See What My Sister Did, The Only Publicity We'll Guess Is The News Finding Out She Murdered One Of Them," Charlie Pulled Me To His Chest and Stroked The Back Of My Head and I Could Feel The Fire Removing From My Aura and Myself Calming down.

"It's Too Late, Shanelie Agreed On It," He Mused as I Turned Around and Charlie's Arms Tightened Around My Torso As I Glared Daggers At Simon and This So Called 'Band'

"Well That Was Before I Knew Who The Band Was" I Was Calming Down and The Grey In My Eyes Returned. I Took A Breath Before Continuing, "Uncle Si, I Love You But You Know I Can't Stand Them, You Saw The Hate!"

"Learn To, You Guys Are Ready and It's No Longer Your Choice," I Just Stood There Frozen As He Walked Out And Left Us. I Was Going To Touring The World, A Dream Of Mine Since I Was 16, But I Had To Tour It With 5 Annoying Pop Idiots.

I Looked Around The Room To Find; Charlie, Who Was Still Holding Me, With A Small Frown On His Face, Mac Rubbing His Temples In Frustration, Kiba With His Eyes Closed and Head In His Hands and Mickey With A Giant Fake Smile On Her Face. At Least She Was Trying.

"Okay, Everyone Sit Down, Might As Well Introduce Ourselves, We're Going To Be On Tour For A Year, So How About We Start, Okay?" They Nodded and Mickey Gestured For Them To Sit Down. We All Waddled Over To The Sofa We Were On Previously But This Time I Sat Down On Mac's Lap Whilst Charlie Rubbed My Knuckle Trying ago Soothe Me.

"So We're Mental Minds, My Name Is Kiba Tristan, I'm The Oldest At 22, I Play Guitar, Next"

"I Am Mickayla Knights, I Sing and I'm 22 and Yah, Thanks For The Opportunity"

"The Name's Mackenzie Macintosh, Bassist and 21 Years Old,"

"M'name's Charlie Lucas, I'm The Youngest At 19, I Play Keyboard and Piano and Shane's My Sister"

"I Guess It's Me" I Shuffled In Mac's Lap So I Could Face Them, " So Hey, My Name Is Shanelie Payne, I Am Currently 20 Years Of Age and I Am A Drummer, and That Little Quirk Is My Brother" I Shifted Back and Put My Neck Back Into The Crooks Of Mac's Neck, I Was Comfortable Until I Heard Mickey Clear Her Throat, I Groaned and Turned Back. "And I'm Sorry For Nearly Ripping Your Throats Out," I Murmured.

"So Are You Two Like A Couple Or Something?" I Heard An Irish Accent Ask Quite Rudely Before A Smack and A 'Ow' Sounded Throughout The Room.

"They're Best Mates, Now Introduce Yourselves..Please," I Could Hear Mickeys Fake Sweet Tone Falter At The End and Lightly Chuckled.

"You Seriously Don't Know Who We Are," One Of Them Said.

"No Shit Sherlock, You're A Bunch Of Pricks," I Muttered Into Mac's Shoulder and I Could Feel Him Shaking From Laughter.

"Well I Guess We Should Introduce Ourselves.."

"WE'RE ONE DIRECTION!!!"