Come What May

Where is it?!? Ugh come on, it has to be around here somewhere. I glanced at the clock that sat above all the hair product I kept in my room and my heart plummeted.

“Shit! How is it Seven fifteen already?!”

I have looked all over my room and the bathroom for my flat iron and I just can’t find it anywhere! Where was it that I had it last?!?! Then something clicked in my head. I didn’t have it last.

“AAANNNDDDYYYY!!!!!!!!!”

I hear his voice all the way downstairs from the living room.

“WWHHAATT?!?”

“WHERE’S MY FLAT IRON? I TOLD YOU TO PUT IT BACK IN MY ROOM WHEN YOU WERE DONE AND IT’S NOT HERE!”

Ugh, my brother never listens to me. He just walks his own lines and they always seem to cross with mine. I hear him run up the steps and go into his room. He came out a few seconds later and handed me back my flat iron.

When I plugged it into the wall it wouldn’t turn on. This is why I never give my stuff to him because I always get it back once he’s broken it beyond repair.

“What did you do?!?”

“I used it, duh.”

“Well no shit but you fucked it up! Now what am I supposed to do to my hair?”

He chuckled and his blue eyes glanced up to my head.

“Trust me there’s nothing wrong with it. You look just like every other swag fag out there.”

“Yeah well you look like every emo faggot out there” I said with annoyance.

As my older brother he always got to pick on me, but messing with my hair goes too far sometimes. He would ruffle it, mess it up, and the worst of it all, take my hair product when I specifically told him not to.

“Shut up Mathew, I’m not emo, you swagglet.”

I went back to my room, grabbed my gel and styled my hair with a little spike-puff in the front. I looked at my alarm clock and it said 7:30

“SHIT! YOU SEE WHAT YOU DO ANDY? YOU MADE ME LATE!” I said grabbing my book bag and running out the door.

Ugh I’m glad school is just a few blocks away. As I was running around the corner of my school, I bumped in hard with something and so many papers went flying everywhere. When things got clearer I looked and saw that it wasn’t a thing, but a girl.

“Ow! Sorry I wasn’t watching where I was going” she said.

I couldn’t stop looking at her. She was a full punk rocker chick. Her hair was black with red strips that came all the way down to the small of her back. Her had snake eyes and a nose ring. Her ears were stretched and she was in a black tank-top that stopped just above her belly button and tight ripped black skinny jeans.

“No I’m sorry I-I wasn’t looking and was r-running too fast” I stuttered.

She bent down to pick up the papers and I got a great view of her ass which happened to be huge. I bent down to help her and saw that they were drawings.

“You drew these?”

“Yeah they’re for a tattoo shop. They liked my work and I’m going to sell it to them.”

“They’re awesome, I really like this one” I said handing her back a drawing of a dragon breathing fire. The detailing in it was perfect, it looked so realistic.

“Thanks. Well I got to go”

And with that she was gone just as fast as she appeared. For the rest of the day I couldn’t stop thinking about her, the dragon, and that ass.

After 3 periods it was finally lunch time. I walked from my English class towards my locker and soon after I arrived, my best friends Kevin, Marc, James, and Robert.

“Hey guys wassup?” I said.

“Sup Matt. Hey we all going place after school. Probably invite some babes over. You in?” asked Marc.

He was the oldest out of our small group. We’ve kept to ourselves since middle school when we first met in 6th grade. He was a seventh grader at the time and he took us under his wing. He’s like an order brother to me.

“Yeah bro I’ll be there. But why chicks are going? I’m not trying to fuck or anything.” I told him

“We know that Mr. saving it for marriage.” joked Kevin. He was the class clown and also the closes one to me. He’s the only one who knows that my older brother is Andy Biersack, lead singer of the rock band Black Veil Brides. He also happens to be the only who understands my complicated relationship with my brother.

“It’s not even like that bro” I said defensively.

We all laughed and walked outside to eat lunch. As we were walking to our usual table and the far end of the outdoor lunch area, I saw out of the corner of my eye black and red strips. When I looked over I saw here. I couldn’t believe she went to my school. She was sitting with a group of punk looking people all who reminded me of my brother. For some strange reason I decided that I was going to get to know who this girl really was.

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