My Rockstar Nextdoor Neighboors.

Chapter 1

Chapter 1- Introduction

Copyright 2014, I do not own nor have I ever owned any song mentioned or lyrics used. I however do own the Character and any other one I make up.

Do not copy my hard work. Thank you.

You know what really sucks? Living next to 4 fucking rock stars.

They are rude, always throwing loud obnoxious parties when I am trying to read my new books or concentrate on my self-hate for my self. Not to mention sleep.

But, they are all so adorable , hot , and precious.

I listen to their music all the time, I used to think back when I was 14 they were gods of music. Always practicing in their basement , they were so young. I never thought they would be very big party people, oh boy. Do I stand corrected. Nor, did I think they would become one of the biggest bands in the world.

Those four obnoxious boys used to be my best friends. When I first moved in to this house I was 14, I met the guys and instantly became inseparable.

Then my parents died when I was 18 , from murder. After I isolated myself we didn't talk. Now I try and avoid them as much as I possibly can.

Can you guess these four boys?

Vic, Mike , Tony , Jaime.

Vic was 16 when we met, Mike 15, Jaime 14 and Tony was 14.

Now, I'm 24 , Vic's 26 , Mike is 25, and Jaime and Tony are 24. We are all still so young.

I haven't talked to them in almost 6 years, the first year after not speaking to them I did. But now?

No way in hell, they hate me.

They tried talking to me over my 19th year, wishing me Merry Christmas and Happy Birthday.

I was never insistent on speaking to them, as far as I'm concerned it was their fault my parents are dead. But really, it wasn't. It was mine.

Grabbing some clothes from my closet and my undergarments from my drawers I walk into the master bath and take a long hot shower.

Once I'm dressed in my clothes I start on some make up, I have to be at work today later so might as well do it now.

I stand up from my vanity being done with my natural make up and put my long black emo-scene hair up in a pony tail. I watch as my hair falls down to my love-handles as I pull it through the last loop. I then proceed to brush my bright white teeth.

I change my small nose stud into a silver nose ring, in the process I also change my small gauges into black plugs , and my eye brow piercing into a small silver industrial. While checking out my many tattoos.

I straighten out my black Falling in Reverse shirt , and my black running shorts, did I mention one of my cousins is the singer for Falling In Reverse?

Grabbing my keys, phone , and wallet , I also grab my black converse and walk out the door locking it.

I decide to check my mail and bring up my trash can. I walk down to the end of the road opening the trash can to see the garbage people have not been by , muttering curse words cause I knew I would not be home until late.

I opened the mail box to see a bundle of mail mentally cursing myself out because it had been about three days since I went and got it.

I sorted threw it and found only one bill and the rest was junk. Throwing it away in the trash can I began to hear foot steps from the house next door. I began to panic knowing what house it was.

I looked up to see the one and only Tony Perry staring at me wide-eyed.

"Oh my god. Brianna?" He still looked shocked.

" Yeah" I mumbles while chuckling a little seeing that he still had his speech problem that he was always embarrassed About, I always thought it was the cutest thing.

Tony was always shy because of his speech problem.

" Where have you been? Its been what like 8 years? I have to tell the guys! We didn't know you still lived here! We never saw you after that night.. " he mumbled the last part as I cringed and the memories came flooding back.

" Actually Tony, it has only been 6 years. I'm really sorry, it is already 3 I have to work at 4." I stated matter-o-factly.

" Oh, sorry.. Still work at that music shop in town?" He sounded excited.

" Yes I do. I'm sorry. Maybe another time we can talk.. or never.." I whispered the last part.

"Brianna we have missed you all these years. We loved you so much. Then you just stop contacting us. We tried Brianna, we really did."

" I know Tony. You know my phone number. Its still the same, text me. Usually Tuesdays are boring at the shop and I'm their till 11." I told him my number just in case.

" Okay! I'll see you later, I love you Brianna. Always have always will." He smiled his smile that could end wars and cure cancer.

" I know." I ran to my car realizing I had only a short time to actually get to work.

Getting into my KIA Optima I drove off, rather quickly might I add.

I began to think,

Does god want them back in my life?

Do they actually still love me?

Am I getting my 4 very precious bestfriends back?

------A/N----

New story. I feel good about this story.

I actually was just laying in bed thinking about what I read and this story line popped up.

This story takes place like now. In 2014. So.. Yeah. They are a little younger though.