Say Something

The annoying sound of my alarm erupted throughout my apartment. I stretched and sat up, turning off the nuisance. Then it dawned on me; Andy Biersack, my twin brother, was coming in today to stay with me for a month. Obviously the rest of the band would be with him. I got up and made sure I’d the two guest rooms were set up. I had separate beds in the rooms, two in one, three in the other. They were twin beds each. So they’d deal. Andy was so lanky though, so it’d be comical to watch him try and sleep in them. I sighed and pulled on my leggings and t-shirt. I was going to pick them up soon. I grabbed my shoes and keys and left. My phone vibrated in my pocket:
Andy: Hey asshole, we’re at the airport. Hope you’re on your way.
Me: Asshat, I am on my way. See you soon.
Andy: Creative…
I was nervous. I hadn’t met the rest of the band. What was funnier was, Andy and I didn’t look alike at all. I dyed my hair, I was shorter, and I have more piercings and little to no tattoos. I hope Andy would at least recognize me. I let Mayday Parade fill the car as I dawned closer to the airport. My anxiety was through the roof at this point. I pulled into one of the parking spots and went to go find them. There he was. My asshole of a twin brother; Andy.
“Andy?” I tapped his shoulder. He spun around and saw me, immediately hugging me. I clung to him. Though he was an asshole, he was the best little brother (by two minutes) ever. I felt myself start to cry.
“I missed you Tara.” He smiled and pulled away, looking me over.
“I missed you too, little bro.” I smirked.
“Hey! You must be Tara!” They all had long hair…how do I tell them apart?!
“That’s me!” I beamed.
“I’m CC!” The first guy who had his hair in a ponytail and a tattoo sleeve greeted me.
“I’m Ashley, yes I’m a male.” Another one piped in, he had a cowboy hat on and two sleeves of tattoos.
“I’m Jake!” The guy with Carolyn tattooed on his chest.
“I’m Jinxx.” The final guy greeted me with a smile.
“I really hope you don’t expect me to remember all of your names.” I smiled sheepishly. I already forgot them.
“There will be a pop quiz later, so you better.” The guy with the cowboy hat, Ashley I think, smirked.
“Yeah okay, let’s go!” I smiled. They already had their bags. Luckily I had a truck. We walked to my car, which wasn’t a long walk and piled in.
“You like trucks?!” Once again, Ashley inquired.
“Yep! Country girl at heart. Andy over there hates it.” I smirked and nodded towards my brother who was already nodding off. I jerked the car making him snap forward.
“What the fuck Tara?!” He asked. Everyone, including myself was dying of laughter.
“Sorry baby bro.” I smirked.
“Wait, so you’re twins?” CC, the first person who introduced themselves to me, asked.
“Yes, I’m two minutes older though. And I won’t let him forget it.” I smiled triumphantly. We pulled into the complex and I began ushering them out of my car.
“I really hope we aren’t sleeping on the floor.” Andy groaned.
“No, you’re sleeping in the lawn.” I said with a straight face. They stopped dead in their tracks, aside from Andy.
“I told you she had a dry sense of humor.” He shook his head. The guys followed hesitantly.
“Try and be quiet, my neighbor is a bitch.” I shook my head, opening the door and letting them in.
“This is a big apartment!” Andy looked in awe.
“You play guitar?” Jinxx, I’m assuming, asked me.
“And make them.” I added. They all stared at me in shock.
“Wait…you didn’t say your sister designed/made guitars!” Jinxx practically shouted.
“Didn’t come up in conversation.” He shrugged.
“Let me show you where you’ll be sleeping.” I pushed them towards the hall and showed them each the guest rooms. “Sort the sleeping situations out by yourselves. I’m going to get started on breakfast.” I added, looking at the time. They all began to bicker silently on who would take what rooms and what beds. I laughed softly and went to make food. I pulled out bacon, pancake mix, eggs and sausage.
“Need some help?” I whirled around to see CC…I think, standing there.
“CC right?” I asked. He nodded and smirked. “Help would be nice.” I added, smiling.
“So, favourite band?” He asked, pulling down a mixing bowl and grabbing the whisk.
“Blink-182, Of Mice and Men and so many more I can’t list. What instrument do you play?” I asked, handing him the ingredients from the fridge.
“I play drums. How long have you been playing guitar?” He asked as he began making the pancake batter. That’s how the conversation went most of the time him and I were cooking. He was really funny, corny and adorable. He was also cute.
“I should probably tell them the foods done.” I suggested, after grabbing the plates. He nodded and grabbed the forks and knives. I ran to the guest rooms. Andy looked so funny trying to set up his bed.
“Hey losers, breakfast is ready.” I stated. Andy looked at me and nodded and then chucked a pillow at the person lying on the other bed. I didn’t notice them. At least “losers” was plural so they won’t be offended. I then darted to the other room to grab the other two guys.
“Breakfast time!” I beamed. Their heads shot up before the rushed past me. Oh jeez…I shook my head and walked back to the kitchen area to see them all digging in.
“Andy also never told us you are an amazing cook!” Ashley beamed.
“CC helped.” I smiled, nodding towards him. I grabbed a plate and went to get some food and dug in.
“Can you guys give me your names again?” I asked sheepishly. They all laughed and nodded.
“I’m Jake.” He smiled, he had the Carolyn tattoo.
“I am Jinxx.” The guy that sat next to him waved. He had his hair in a ponytail.
“I’m Ashley Purdy.” The guy with the cowboy hat earlier smirked.
“I’m CC, as you already know.” He chuckled.
“Thanks guys, I really suck at names. I’ll try and remember them.” I smiled and went back to eating.
“So how are you, Tara?” Andy asked.
“I’m good.” I smiled up at him.
“Good.” He smiled back.

“Tara?” A voice echoed throughout the apartment. I sighed and pushed myself up from my chair. I was working on a new design for a guitar. I had just perfected the neck.
“Yes?” I asked.
“Where is your snacks?” Another voice chimed in. Jeez were they in kindergarten?
“I don’t have any…” I said, coming into the kitchen to see Ashley and Jake looking through all my drawers.
“What?!” Jake looked shocked.
“I mean…I have fruit.” I smiled sheepishly.
“Ugh, you’re so boring!” Jake sighed dramatically.
“I’ll go to the store.” I shook my head, laughing at his childish behavior.
“I’ll come with!” Ashley chimed in. I shrugged my shoulders and went to go get changed. I pulled on a Blink-182 band shirt and a pair of red skinny jeans. I slipped on my black toms and grabbed my phone and keys.
“Adventure time!” I shouted and as Ashley and I ran out to the car. I texted Andy, letting him know I wasn’t home and to not burn down the apartment complex. We drove to the local Walmart. We emptied the snack section practically. I felt myself get slightly anxious. So many…no Tara…no thinking like that!
“I’ll pay!” Ashley said already darting towards the self-check-out. We got glares from a multitude of customers and employees. He paid for everything and we headed back home.
“So…Andy never told us about you really…” Ashley said, looking at me.
“Not much to tell.” I shrugged. “He and I have a rocky relationship, he wasn’t there for me all the time sadly.” I added quietly.
“He wasn’t there?” He looked concerned.
“I got bullied…like everyone else.” I lied. The truth was; I got the shit kicked out of me every day. Then the…no Tara no, do not think of that.
“You okay?” Ashley must have noticed my mood change.
“Yeah, I’m fine!” I perked up. No negativity. Not today.
“Let’s get this stuff inside.” Ashley nodded, not asking anymore about my sudden mood shift. We grabbed the bags and headed inside.

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