The smell of coffee woke me up, like it did every morning, and the giggling echoed through my ears. A small frown on my forehead as i pulled myself up from my bed, my hands holding my weight. I looked around my room, unpacked boxes was all over the place and i couldn't help but just sighed. Three days and i simply just 'ignored' them, keep having excuses when my step-mom and dad asked when i will be doing it. The only thing unpacked on my silver laptop and its charger, that was about it. "Brooklyn, the sun is up, you should be awake by now." My step mother cooed through my door. I hated her with a passion, even though she was only nice to me. Maybe because my father moved on so quickly after my mother's death. Five months and he already had a girlfriend,did fifteen years of marriage just vanish and went away with the click of his fingers? Or did he not love my mother? Granted, it's been three years since my mother's passing and three years of Ruth being my step-mother, but since then, i couldn't shook that odd feeling-- not to mention the woman was not my father's type.

I climbed out of bed, walking over to the laptop, and just tapped play hearing how the chain smokers on not letting someone down. The dubstep echoed through my room as grabbed the bobby-pin, rolling my hair up to the top of my head. "Don't let me down," I sang with the girl, watching as white fog rose up in my bathroom, a small smile forming on my lips. "Brooklyn!" I rolled my eyes at my father screaming my name, Thanking God i had a lock on my door. I guess it was time to actually start my day.

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Ditching my Step-mother and father quickly exiting the house, i climbed into my car, driving off. Not bothering to turn on the radio like i used to, i just rolled down the window, lighting a smoke. I missed Vancouver's weather, it was cold and sometimes when you are lucky the sun comes out and smiles at you, but moving to LA in the middle of 'their' summer was purely hell on earth for me; red flip flops, a plain white shirt and my denim shorts was the only summer clothing i had, and that's what i had one for my second day of work. Climbing out, i walked into the coffee shop as lights by Bobby Green played, i bobbed my head and walked through the door, giving a wave to my boss named Charlie. "So when am i going to retrieve my uniform?" i asked, crossing my arms, "I can't just brew coffee in the back," the coffee shop Mr. Bean was a pretty funny name, and the location was perfect, not to mention the shop had computers against the wall.

Charlie turned to face me. "Here," he hand me a uniform; a red shirt and blue shorts, and white sneakers. "I designed it." I nodded and gave a thumbs up, walking into the back bathroom to change, at least it was not an awful yellow like my last coffee shop gig-- but even the hideous outfits i still missed the plates, i still missed the friends i made there, the old men giving me an extra ten for their coffee. I walked out five minutes later and smiled at Charlie.

I began doing my work, humming softly at the music playing softly in the background, it was nice and indeed was a slow day, three people were in the coffee shop, two talking - seeming very intrigue in another and a girl at the computer, for a few seconds i looked at her before wiping the counter, she was typing fast and furious, a smile here and there when she was reading something. After an hour she finally stood up and rushed out, leaving her money on the table. I walked over and picked it up, eyeing the screen "Miss you forgot to--" I held up my hand in defeat seeing she didn't log out on what she was doing. Curiosity killed the cat, well my cat died so there's that, i bit down on my lip and looked around for Charlie, when certain he was nowhere to be found i sat down.

It looked like a chat site, but a forum as well.. I was technological impaired so i didn't know what was going on, there were messages popping up from a few people with username's, some making me laugh, other's made me cringe like 'big dick 65' who would make their username like that. "God," i shook my head. The girl's name who was sitting here was 'Fantastic giver' and men were after her, "I should't read her private messages," If someone did to me, i would be man, so i exit but stopped when a notification popped up asking if i want to chat with this person, a photo of a cat with a batman mask on, the username named 'The bat cat' I could not help but smile, but once again frown at the thought that came through my head. Why not sign up and i don't know talk this 'the bat cat' . "Oh what the hell." I sighed and logged out before copying the address to my phone. I looked up at the time and stood up. "Going to lunch." I called to Charlie. He walked out and told me i have an hour break.

I walked to the beach and sat down with a cupcake and a water, my phone in hand. "Okay, fill out the blanks, easy enough." I nodded and begin filling the blanks.

Name: Brooklyn Santana James
Username: Brooklyngoesred
Age: 21
Birthday: 23 January 1995
email: Canandagirl@gmail.com
Sex: Female
What are you looking for?: I am looking for someone who i can talk with, with no intention of hooking up, currently new to this thing, sorry i am a bit awkward.
Location: LA
Hobbies: Reading, writing, singing even though i can't sing for shit, but i have been told i am a great actor, ballet.
Tell us more about yourself: Well like i said, i am twenty one years old, i was born in Rome, but when i turned eleven me and my parent's moved to Vancouver Canada and about three days ago, we moved to LA, i am a coffee barista, and currently writing my dissertation on how the effects of global economic crisis on male depression, and breaking the chain of adversity-- Psychotherapy.

Making sure you are not a robot: 4
+5
God why do they think i am a robot, with every single thing i register on a website, they want to know if i am a robot, I sighed, and checked if i made an spelling mistakes or if i put in my birthday correctly, i scrolled down and checked the little box saying 'i have read' the terms and conditions of the websites. I sighed and pressed the red button saying 'Sign me up!' When it showed my profile i quickly put a photo on it and turned on my notifications.

Here i go.

Notes

Hello. Scarlet here, but you guys can call me Scar, i am new to writing-- well i always write but this is the first time that i actually have the guts to publish my findings and what i can do with my writing skills. I always was a fan of Black Veil Brides and still is, i hope you find my story is as compelling, and like it.

Just a fare warning to those who will read it, there will be containing strong cuss words in this story, but you will be warned on it before opening the chapter, it will lead to sex, but i am building up on that, wanting to introduce my characters first.

Also, i know Andy and Juliet are married, and i am super happy for them, but in this Fic Andy is single, and Juliet is his best mate, i will not make her the bad guy but rather the fun guy/girl. I think that is about it from my side, thank you for those who is reading, and i hope in the future you will read the other works i will be publishing and please don't forget to like, or sub, or even comment on my story, it will make my day mighty fine. Thank you, and have a good day or night. -Scar xoxox