Perfect Bones (WWBM)

Chapter 2:The Guy with the Nice Butt

A/N Thank you for reading and I'm sorry for the long wait, I just had to perfect the plot of this story. I have no idea where I'm going with it but I hope you guys like it. ;) BTW the picture on the side is Will, Venus's older brother. Enjoy Chapter 2! There is a new cover it's made by the wonderful and amazing Sm106382, go follow her she makes AMAZING book covers! This chapter goes to you!
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*Recap*

There was a loud thump on the front door and I sat up very quickly. I got off my bed and put on my Mickey Mouse slippers and grabbed my softball bat from my walk-in closet and then headed downstairs. The stair that I stepped on creaked and I stopped paralyzed with fear. I held my breath, heard nothing, then kept going until I got to the living room. I hid behind our blue leather couch and looked to the side to check if the person was there. As I got up, I felt a hand cover my mouth and grab my waist. I tried kicking and screaming but that didn't do anything but make the assaulter (A/N Is that a word? Eh whatever it is now ;c) chuckle in my ear. I soon ran out of energy and finally gave up. The assaulter saw this and put me down on the couch that I had been hiding behind. He stepped out of the shadows and into the streak of moonlight that was spilling out of the window.

I gasped.

"Missed me?" the person said and chuckled once again.

Chapter 2:

I hit the person in the groin with my foot and then turned around as he let go of my waist.

"WILL?!" I yelled in surprise.

"Shut up, baby sister, you might wake the wardens up, " he said while plopping down on the couch.

"Where were you?" I whisper yelled.

" I was at a mosh, so chill. I'm here now aren't I?" He stated while cocking an eyebrow at my Mickey Mouse slippers.

I ignored him and sat next to him on the couch trying to ignore the fact that he had loads of eyeliner on and he had shaved the sides of his hair. I examined his hands and yeah, he had black nail polish too.

"I'm not covering for you." I spit out then tiptoed as quietly as I could, this time avoiding the creaky step.

I jumped into my warm covers and went to sleep.

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I woke up, again, to a loud scream coming from downstairs. This time I took my precious time because I knew it was my mother, she's always screaming about something. If she finds the 'perfect' pair of shoes, she screams. If she sees anything with a tail, that crawls or that snorts, she screams.

I went into my bathroom, did my hygiene stuff, and decided to keep my hair wavy, that's how it naturally is, and put on black eyeliner on my eyes that made them pop. They had a 'she has nice baby blues... That is piercing through my soul.. ' effect. I pulled out my dark pink lipstick and layered it on my plump lips.

When I was satisfied I went into my walk-in closet that was filled with all the latest clothes. I decided on a white long sleeved cotton shirt with a dark red infinity scarf, some leggings with a cute design, boots that reach up to my ankle (leather darkish tan color), and a pair of sunglasses. I admired myself in the mirror then grabbed my black Jansport book bag and headed downstairs.

I saw mother cooking my breakfast while humming "Mozart's Requiem' in a hurried fashion. When she's humming that song that means she's trying to calm herself down, but from what? I turned around and saw my brother sitting on one of the stools on the island we had in our kitchen and saw blue on the front of his hair. I definitely did not see that last night.

"What the fuck? Why is your hair blue?" I screamed out.

"Venus!" my mother scolded.

"Yeah, yeah women do not use profanities, I've heard it before," I cut her off, then snapped my attention to my blue haired freak of a brother, who was now helping himself to my bacon.