Made From Broken Parts

Chapter One

I walked in the door only to have me thrown on the ground. My brother gazed down at me, and I glared daggers at him. He beat me. Why do I stay here? Because I have no money, that's why. I argued with myself. Fuck money, I'm gone. I ran up the stairs and threw clothes in my duffel bag. I had cleaned out most of my dressers and half my closet when he started banging on my locked door. I threw open the window and shoved the last of my clothes in a gym bag and I grabbed my purse that held my phone and my iPod. I climbed out and slid down the roof. I landed gracefully and I ran. I ran through most of downtown L.A. I stopped when I saw the sign for sunset avenue and I walked down. I smiled seeing all the clubs and lights. I pulled my iPod out and stuck my earbuds in my ears. I put it on shuffle and an old song came in that I haven't heard before. It wasn't old but I have never heard it. It was titled Circles by Hollywood Undead. I liked the song and sang one part of the chrous.
I was running in circles,
I hurt myself just to find my purpose

I smiled I found my new favorite song. Just as I was going to bookmark the song, I bumped into someone. He had a three on the left side of his neck and he was wearing a shirt that said: H.U. member for life. I assumed he was Johnny 3 tears and I smiled.

"Oh sorry, I'm such a klutz."

"Its okay. I'm George, what's your name sexy?

"Kelsey"

"Cute. I like that. Hey do you want to hang with me and my friends?"

"You six are more like brother's but ok sure."

"You mean you know us? And your not screaming bloody murder?"

"Your just a really good band I don't see the point in fangirls. If your a band that's awesome for you but really I don't see why girls beg you to high five them at a concert or get a piece of paper that you signed. There is no point."

"Wow. Well let's go then." We walked to a closed club but the guy let us in. They.must have wanted some privacy for once.

"Guys this is Kelsey. Kelsey this is Dylan, Jordon, Jorel, Matt and our newest member Danny. Over in the corner is a friend of ours and an ex member that sticks around. That's Jeff."

"Hi guys," I say

"Hey Sexy, come sit." The boys scoot over so I can sit down. I end up on Jordon's lap and his hands wrap around my waist.

George speaks up, "So I bumped into her on the street and she was just so calm. She said there was no point in fan girls. I think that's pretty sweet."

"Niggah, really? Is that what you think?" Jordon speaks from my shoulder

"Yes. I don't see any point in keeping a napkin with someone's signature on it. I like you guys' music though. Its really good."

"Thanks" everyone said at the same time. The night flew by and I ended up telling them everything and they insisted I crash on their couch.