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I am rewriting Chapel of Sin, so for those who liked the story, be happy and rejoice! I'm making a different main character, though.

Name: Alice Candence Jonaschan

Hair: Blonde, thin, and curls at the bottom, but only a bit.

Eyes: Brown. Men have been known to get lost in them.

Body: Not a bit of extra fat. Curvy, but slim.

Personality: Painfully shy.

Religion: Catholic, and goes to a Catholic school for girls.

Relatives: None

Likes: Violin and Piano, with the Bass guitar by her side everyday, and Pete Wentz. Her Bass is custom designed with a Louis Vuitton logo on said Bass, black and white.

( Authors note: Alice has a Dare Touch-screen phone. Enjoy!)

The alarm clock blared its obnoxious droning 'BEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPP' as Alice flopped herself out of bed. Alice sleep-stumbled her way to the large poster of Pete Wentz hanging next to her large closet, bid it 'Good Morning' and kissed it on the lips. Yes, she was a fan girl, but who cared as long as it was Pete Wentz. " I can't wait till you come here Pete." Yes, Alice lived in Wilmette, Illinois, the very city where Pete Wentz was born. Alice loved living in the same neighborhood as Pete, but not because she was incredibly obsessed with Pete ( because she wasn't), it was because there was a amazing park by her house, and it was Fall, and when she left the window open, the red and orange leafs fell into her bedroom. Ahh.

" The concert is tonight, I can't wait!" Alice kissed the picture again and headed out the door and to her car, a red CR-V from her parents before they went off to California for their jobs. " Lets see my new schedule... Ah!"

1st period: English with Sister Sarah

2nd period: History with Sister Mary

3rd period: Science with Sister Guenevere

Lunch and Prayer with Father Jenkins.

Study Hall.

4th period: Current Events with Sister Marguerite.

5th period: Politics with Sister Catherine

6th period: Debate with Sister(s) Vanessa, Morgan, and Rose.

7th period: Law with Father Cristian.

End of school.

" Oh well. They finally changed the uniform this year, there something to look forward to." ( I'm not going to describe the uniform, it's too complicated.) Alice got in her car, red, her favorite color, and drove the 25 minute drive to her school, smiling at the falling fall leaves as the wind blew. God, she loved Fall. (I'm going to skip the entire school day, and just go straight to her preparing for the concert.)

" Finally!" Alice yelled as she slammed the door to her house. " Where the Hell are you, my favorite shirt in the world?" Her white-almost see through shirt with Eeyore set im red rhinestones and blue pinstripes running across the shirt. The concert was all the way in Chicago, but she had the money and the friends. There was Mary, Rosa, Jack, and Nicholas, who was picking up his girlfriend Norah and meeting us at my house, but I gotta be ready! " Since I can't find you, I'll wear my second favorite shirt, see if that gets you out of hiding!" Her second favorite shirt wasn't that bad, but this was a emergency, and desperate times call for desperate measures. It was a dark red t-shirt with Coca-Cola written in silver in English, French, Japanese, Chinese, Russian, and even Italian. Well, anyway, it was the kind of t-shirt with the short sleeves that was snug.

Suddenly, there was a knock on her front door. " You're early!" She yelled from her room. " I know!," It was Rosa, " But it seemed like you needed help!" " It's unlocked!" " I'm already behind you." Sure enough, Rosa whipped her around and eyed her up and down. " I hope you're not going to wear the school uniform to the concert. You'll never get picked up looking like that." " I don't want to get picked up!" " Well, at least let me help you get dressed, you look like a Tramp." ( Homeless) Alice always hated this. Everytime, every concert, Rosa helps her get dressed. " You can wear the shirt, but lets bring the shoulders down a bit..." Somehow, the shirt was a bit big on Alice, so when Rosa pulled the sleeves down, you could see her bra straps. Alice knew better than to argue, Rosa would not be happy.

" Ugh, you're wearing a granny bra! I haven't seen these since I was 2! Put... the red lacey one on!" " No." " Alice..." " Rosa, I don't want to get picked up, laid, or anything like that!" " At least wear something so you don't look like a slum!" " Rosa-" " Come on!" " Dress yourself!" " I'm not the one whose gonna look like a Tramp! All you wear is your school uniform and pajamas!" " Fine! Fine,fine,fine!" " This shirt won't do,I changed my mind. But lucky for you, I have the Corset!" " The Corset? Why did you bring that?" " Well, it was for Mary, but she went shopping already and got a green one. SO, you get this one!" " You brought the mini-skirt, didn't you?" " Hell yeah! Put the skirt on, and I'll help you with the Corset." The skirt only came to her upper thigh, hardly even a skirt at all, and was red and black checkered, with a leather belt that went sideways when it was on.

It was cute, but her Mother always said that girls who dressed like that were prostitutes, but who cares what she thinks? She's in California now, she can't stop her! She put on the skirt as Rosa laced up the back of her lacey corset, and handed her a pair of heels. Strappy heels. " Rosa where do you find the time to get these things, the Sisters always give us so much homework!" " My sister buys them for me." " Rosa! Alice, we're here!" " Go let them in, I know how to put on heels for Crisake!" Rosa ran downstairs and screamed. " Egad! Mary! Norah, we need to get you changed! You men are fine, just go watch t.v, I have so much to do!" " Rosa, I'm done!" " Wear your red headband! While you're at it, get out all your party clothes and lay them on the bed! And straighten your hair and get out the make up, I am a busy bee!" I got out my piles of makeup, more like mountains, of makeup, including eye shadow , eye liner, and the two most important things a girl could need for, well, just about anything; Mascara and lip gloss. Strawberry and Cherry lip gloss. Can't forget the glitter! Yes, gold glitter, to put on my eyes and lips, which Rosa claims make my lips irresistible. " Hey Alice?!" Nick screamed as I put my red eyeshadow on. " What?!" " There's a guy here to see you! His name is Damon!" " Tell him to go away! I don't want to talk to him!" Damon was jerk off from my school who showed photoshopped pictures of me in a lacy bra in a very provocative pose, and posted them around the entire campus. The Sisters were not pleased, but luckily, Damon got blamed for it, because Jack lives next door to him, and took pictures of him photo shopping me.

Did I mention he looks like a literal Douche-Bag? Seriously, it hurts to look at him. " Look buddy, she doesn't want to talk to you, just go home. You have to, she doesn't-you know what? I think I will, bye! I made him leave Alice!" " Thank you! Nicholas and Jack, I hope you guys have enough money for dinner, breakfast and Gas!" " We do! And we brought Norahs van! You know, the one with the whole bunch of room?!" " Sweet! I've got blankets and pillows in the closet by the pantry, get them out and load 'em up! I'm almost ready!" " But we're not! Mary, I love you, but if you don't put those shoes on, I will pop you! And Norah, where are your earrings?!" " They are on her ears, and she's working on it, now you need to get dressed!" Mary and Norah raced to the straighteners and began to hurriedly brush their already thin hair. while Rosa got dressed into her Mixed Martial Arts and Crafts tee and skinny jeans as Norah began to dab perfume above her grey tunic and hippie jeans. Mary looked like the cutest little thing in her black frilly dress. God, it's the cutest dress, it goes down only to her knees, but the red velvet tissue underneath it made it really poofy. The top of the dress was black and silk, with tee sleeves sewn on it, with little buttons going up in the back. Her red hair only made her seem more seductive. Good thing she likes Patrick, not Pete, and Norah is already taken. I stil can't believe Rosa likes Joe. Am I the only one who likes Pete? If I am, then good.

" Alright,we're all ready to go! Is every pillow and blanket in the back of the van?" " Check!" " Everyones ready?" " Check!" " Lock and Load ladies, we're going to Chicago! Now remeber, we're going to live in the car until the concert tomorrow at Midnight, perhaps only leaving to eat or go shopping, but I think we can survive." I said as I loaded myself in the back with Norah, Mary and Rosa, with the boys in the front seat, Jack at the wheel. " Good thing theres a t.v in here, otherwise we're never survive." " Couch potato. You guys, it's already 7, we have to drive! Drive!" Wow, this van is from the 70's! It's even got a orange rug. All the girls were already asleep, perhaps it's related to the fact that they all took a heavy dosage of sleeping pills right before they came over to my house, the guys were toughing it out until we reached a city near Chicago, or Chicago. God, I love our boys! The entire van was lined with pillows and blankets, probably because it was freezing cold outside, and we would freeze our nips off if they weren't on right. Mary was fast asleep underneath my quilt and at least 3 pillows, while Rosa had her head on Mary's lap, and Nicholas was in the back with Norah, Norah was sitting on his lap with her head on his shoulder, and they were snuggling underneath the Goose-feather blanket. Poor Jack was all alone. I climbed up and over the seat and sat close to him, laughing at the smile on his face, even if he is my cousin. " Jack?" " Yeah Alice?" " Do you think Mom still loves me?" " Alice... I don't want to answer that, but... I doubt it. Alice, you don't need her anyway, you have all of us!" " But...shes my Mom. I mean, I just don't know why she left me on you guys' doorstep."

" Mom told me she got AIDS." " Ha." I laughed dryly. " She also told her that we got you your own house, and are supporting you financially. Know what she said?" " What?" " She yelled at Mom. Then Mom yelled at her and said, ' If you weren't such a self-absorbed Bitch, you would be in so much debt', and ' Too bad your child has a promising career, I'm sure at least her Father would have been proud, and would throw away the meaningless booty calls hone number into the fire. I wonder who that could be!'" " Wow, she told Aunt Rose off, eh?" Jack nodded. " I suspect shes gonna pull a trick with you, y'know, pretend that she was sorry, and then discretly ask for money from you, what with your, er...job." " Hey! Just cause I work as a mannequin at Roxie's, doesn't mean it's a bad job! Is it better than working at that strip club on 54th Boulevard? At least I dress like a flapper, not a hooker.Plus, it gives me so much money, I coul travel to California and back, and have 200 hundred dollars left over from all the gas I need." " I guess, but imagine what your Mother'll say when she comes and sees you in the window of Roxies." Yeah, imagine that.

Well, it's not my greatest chapter, but at least I'm rewriting Chapel of Sin.