Hi. I'm Callie. I'm 17 years old, and I live in Las Vegas. I have blue hair, and brown eyes. I'm 5'3. My brother is Ronnie Radke. I left our house when I was 14, and I just came back. Everything had changed. Ronnie was smoking now, he had a band, and a whole new group of friends our dad didn't approve of. I guess that's why they say 'shit happens,' hm? I was about to start 11th grade. Ronnie was in a senior, along with all his friends. I was about to meet his friends for the first time..

"Callie, come down stairs!" Ronnie yelled from the living room.

"Hold the fuck on, Ronald!" I shouted back, finishing putting on my mascara and running out my room. I bumped into a guy. He was shorter than Ronnie, and he was skinny. He had snake bites, and piercing green eyes. He smiled at me.

"Hey, I'm Max." He said, and he smiled a bit bigger.

"Hi, I'm Callie." I blushed as I heard his voice. I started to get butterflies. Isn't this what happens in movies?
I excused myself, and ran downstairs.

"I'm here, you asshole!" I said loudly to Ronnie. Our dad was out getting drunk, like always.
Ronnie pointed to his friends. One looked like Slash, one had amazing hair, and I'm guessing Max was still in the bathroom.

"That's Robert and Monte." Ronnie pointed to Slash, and the one with amazing hair.

"Hi, I'm Callie." I smiled. Robert hugged me, and Monte shook my hand.
Ronnie turned to Max as he walked into the room. He smiled at me as I turned to him. I smiled back, blushing.

"Max, this is Callie. She just got home." "I know, I ran into her on the way to find cigarettes." He winked at me. Ronnie rolled his eyes. I looked at Max. "Did you find any? I have some in my room.." Max seemed impressed. "No, I'll go look. Come with me?" He smiled at me crookidly. I smiled back. "Sure, but my rooms a mess."

We walked into my room. My room was painted lavender, I had a queensized bed with a Bob Marley comforter. I had posters all over my walls of Marilyn Manson, Sleeping with Sirens, Escape the Fate (of course), and my favorite, Christofer Drew. Max stopped in the doorway, and smiled. "Your room is pretty fucking rad."

I smiled, and turned away trying not to blush. He laughed. "You're cute, you know that?" What? Did he just hit on me! "Thanks.."

I handed him the cigarettes, and 3 lighters, and he took them. I told the guys I was going to bed. School is tomorrow. Sigh. I'm gonna hate this, I just know it. I laid in bed, and listened to Bring Me The Horizon. I fell asleep in my makeup, and my clothes.

I woke up to the alarm going off, I sat up in bed groggily, dreading the day. Atleast I get to see the guys again.