A/N I HATE FINALS!! I haven't even taken them yet, I am Thursday & Friday. But the reviews are terrible!
High School=Hell on Earth. Have fun kids!
Hello Thurman! Its your first day of school! Haha
Ok Im done now lol
Heres your chapter!
xXHarperXx = Alice
Me = Disarray
We DO NOT own the bands!
Disarray POV
I got into the drivers seat of my car and smiled happily. Derek sat shot gun and Ronnie and Jacky sat in the back. I put in my All The Rage CD by Blood On The Dance Floor and cranked it up, the windows rolled down and I zoomed down the driveway before Alice.
I loved driving. I'm not sure why, but I just do. Driving is a symbol of freedom, and I love freedom.
Tiffiany would complain so much about having to drive places, but I love to drive. Especially fast. I went down the raods without a care in the world, until a car cut me off. I turned down my music.
"Fucking dick!" I yelled out the window. Then the guy flipped me off!
"Oh hell no!" I yelled. The passengers of my vehicle of fastness laughed at me! I sped up and cut off the guy in the red Volvo and laughed at him.
"Take that bitch!" I yelled and raced forward.
"Damn fuckers don''t fucking know how to fucking drive those fucking fuckers." I growled, looking in the rear view mirror at the damned red Volvo.
"Enough fucks in that sentence?" Ronnie mused.
"Hm. Not sure. I'll practice." I replied and shrugged.
I turned my music back up, Happy Violentines Day blaring. I smiled and sang along, burning the lyrics into my memory.
After the song, I turned down the music until it was just background music.
"You nervous?" Derek asked me.
"Bout what?" I asked, looking at him.
"The tour. The thousands of people at every show, watching your every move. You are going to be performing with Blood On The Dance Floor!" Derek said, trying to either pump me up or get me nervous.
"I know! God damn. You trying to get me pumped or get me nervous?" I asked, looking at him. He chuckled and shook his head.
"Kinda both." He admitted.
"I'm not sure if I am nervous yet. Its still as if its a dream. When we are on the tour bus going to our first show then I'll let you know." I smiled and glanced at him. I heard a engine revving from behind me and I looked up into the rear view mirror. An all too familiar Porsche was right on my bumper.
"Should I hit the brakes?" I smirked.
The boys laughed and shook their heads, I sighed and went into the other lane, letting Alice pull next to me on the huge empty interstate.
"What bitch?" I asked her, looking at the road then glancing at her.
"You're slow!" She yelled.
"Fuck you bitch." I grinned.
"Sorry hun. Don't swing that way." And with that, she sped up, leaving us in the dust.
"Whore." I muttered and pressed the accelerator down farther.
"Remind me to never get back in the car with her driving." Ronnie told Jacky quietly, making him chuckle and agree.
"I heard that." I said, looking at the Porsche in front of us.
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The Last Cut
Teen FictionDisarray is an outcast, people call her 'emo'. Her family is full of preps. They hate her new lifestyle of being the way she is. They hate the fact that she dyed her long blonde hair black and got it cut so its more scene. She has multiple tattoos a...
