Chapter 1: I hate my mom.

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Chapter 1: I hate my mom.

Ronnie-We still going?

  Aiden- Only if you can get out.

Ronnie- I will.

My mom thinks that I'm a freak. She thinks my friends are freaks. She thinks one of the best band ever are freaks. All because we aren't normal. But guess what, I have learned that you should embrase your freak rather than keep it boxed up inside. That only makes life harder.

"Veronica!! GET DOWN HERE!!" My mom yells from down stairs.

Yes. My name is Veronica. Veronica Blues.

"OKAY. IM COMING." I yell back.

I look around my room filled with BVB and some 5SOS posters. I'm so wierd. I listen to all different kinds of music. From Rock to Pop, you name it, I've heard of it.

I look it my mirror because I have to go to somewhere. All I see is a girl with tan skin, brown eyes, dark blue/ black hair parted down the middle. People don't understand me. Besides my best friend, Aiden. Black hair, blue eyes, light skin. He is the only reason I live.

I'm running downstairs when I get a text from Aiden.

Aiden- Where are you? I'm around the corner to pick you up.

Me- I'm trying. Hold your engine.

Aiden- Hurry up!!! Concert starts in 5 hours. I takes up 3 and a half to get there.

Me- OKAY! Stop texting me so I can go tend to the freaking queen.

I go the rest of the way downstairs and see my mom sitting at the table with a cup of coffee.

"I had to make my own coffee so now you get to make me breakfast. Then go up to your room after you clean up. You desrve to be miserable. You don't have any friends anyways." She says, snarky.

"Okay mom." That is technacly the only thing is have ever said to her. Not that she cares.

I. Hate. My. Mom

----time skip----

My mom is passed out on the floor downstairs. Time to sneak out.

I look around after getting my combat boots tied up and lock my bedroom door. I'm so excited. I have only snuck out once or twice. Maybe three times. That's beside the point!!! I climb down the latter I set up for me to escape if I ever need to.

I get to the bottom and run down the street to see Aiden's black F250.

"Let's go slowpoke!! I don't feel like missing anything!!"

I jump in and buckle up. BVB is like my life. It keeps me sane. Keeps me from doing something I might regret. I've always wanted to meet Andy Biersack, he is like AMAZING!! I'm overly obsessed. I've been told that many times. Yet most time I've been told that is by mom. And trust me it was not fun.

Aiden is driving 1 handed while his other is intertwined between one of mine. We are listening and singing along to the Set the World On Fire CD. Traffic is horrific. I'm so scared we are gonna miss something.

" Hey Ronnie?"

"Ya?"

"Close your eyes and move your hair a bit."

I'm so freaking confused.

"Okay."

I close my eyes and put my long hair in a ponytail. I feel something get slung over my neck. I open my eyes to see a badge that says, 'BVB Backstage pass.'

" OMG! Aiden!! YOU DIDNT!!"

"Oh but I did!"

I lean over my seat and give him a kiss on the cheek.

People think we are dating because we always hug and act 'coupley'. BUT WE ARE NOT!! Just making that clear!!

THIS IS THE BEST DAY EVER!!!

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