Show Me How To Live

Jennica. Jessifer. Lucas. Who names their kid something so terrible? Mindy and Frank Lucas is who. i suppose it could be worse i could be the child of Moonbeam and Typhoon Freeflower. Poor rainbow.
i ran my fingers through my hair. i never changed the color or style. just long dull flat brown hair that contrasted against my sisters. my sister was fifteen now and it was clear we weren't ever gonna look alike. she was five seven with long curly blonde hair that bounced when she moved, she had brown eyes and tan skin. if you looked at us you would think us strangers with my contrasting barely scraping five five on a good day and blue eyes and skin that made paper look tan. it was simply that she looked like our father and i looked like my mother. the only person i knew with the same problem as me was Rainbows brother chartreuse. he had blonde hair and green eyes while the other siblings tended to have brown hair and either brown eyes or in rainbows case hazel. he was also barely six foot while the other siblings shot passed six foot back in middle school, well except rainbow who was five ten and wore heels everyday trying to look six foot two. i
missed chartreuse, of course i wouldn't tell rainbow. Chartreuse broke up with me two months ago and Rainbow kicked his ass the second she found out if she found out i missed him she might force him to go out with me again, she was powerful like that. she could make you think one thing and youd never realize it was her plan to do that.
i heard a thunk as rainbow tripped on the last step before you entered the building. i laughed pushing on the glass doors. going down stairs it was the heels. going up was her clumsiness. slamming the door into some guy as he was coming the opposite way was my stupidity.
my eyes widened in horror as rainbow looked the other way covering her so no one could tell she was laughing. "oh my god i'm so sorry i didn't mean too. i wasn't paying attention i was laughing at my friend there that fell im so so so sorry." i was slightly panicking as i watched him wave me off as he pushed through the other doors hiding his face.
Rainbow came up and wrapped her arm around my shoulders " well i must say you are quite uncanny." i looked at her in a questioning matter " you managed to laugh at me when i skinned my knee oh and you broke Ashley Purdy's nose."
i paled Ashley purdy? as in Black Veil Brides Ashley Purdy? well shit. i had been a fan of him since he joined bvb. in fact he was one of the reasons chartreuse broke up with me. he said i was to focused on the pretend future where Ashley and i would be happily married touring the country with Black Veil Brides and The Hopeless Dreamers, that i didn't have time for the realistic future where he went to work pushing pencils and i took care of our three screaming children all day everyday.
it was all to ordinary for me. but the more i thought about it the more i thought about it the better it sounded. i wasn't fit for the fast lane like rainbow i wasn't musically inclined. i didn't write songs or particularly enjoy long hours editing on a computer but i could try to keep up. my mind wandered to the sticky note on the mirror this morning. "in this world perfection cant comprehend extraordinary and extraordinary cant understand what perfection wants." Rainbow left the notes everywhere for inspiration.
as she and i separated for our jobs, me going back to the loading and bus dock while she went up to her pretty little ninth floor office waiting for clients. yes i was a little bitter because she seemed to move up while i wasn't even hired most of the time. but i couldn't hate her. She was the only reason i was still floating and not drowning.
i lifted the heavy box of CD demos from people wanting a chance and started to sort through them when the intercom in the loading dock crackled on and the very annoying secretary's voice rang through the almost empty room.
"Jennica Lucas please report to floor five room nine Jennica Lucas please report to floor five room nine." i sighed throwing the last handful of hopeless dreams in the bucket.
oh that's what the band name meant.
i took a deep breath walking into the room and my heart practically stopped

Notes

*dies* so like i have school tomorrow and i have a huge english project due and im sitting here editing while i wait for the last sequence video for the music video to upload. do you know how hard it is to write and preform a song for the scarlet letter. we had to do it to the tune of in the end so as we were singing we kept going back to the original song.
anyway, im bored to message or comment me about your hardest school projects
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