You Belong With Me

A Bam Margera Love Story

Disclaimer: I do not own or know Bam Margera or any of his friends and family. All events in this story are purely fictional. All lyrics used in this story are the property of Taylor Swift or cKy.

Chapter 1:

'...So why can't you see...You belong with me...you belong with m--'

The thundering sound of feet on the stairs to my bedroom made my stop singing and a moment later Deron Miller burst through my bedroom door.

Deron is my first cousin and older then me by a year and a half. He's the closest thing I have to a sibling. We look similar, sharing the same deep gray eyes. He has long blonde "death metal" hair while mine his medium length, wavy, and brown. I also would consider him one of my best friends. We shared a love of music and often spent time playing guitar together and writing songs.

'Sounds good.' He said nodding towards my guitar and shutting my door. 'Let me hear the rest.'

'That's all there is for now.' I explained placing my guitar to the side of my bed. 'What are you doing here?'

'I wanted to talk to you about a few things.' He said sitting on the edge of my bed. 'I was just over Jess's...'

An image of Jesse Margera bounced into my head. Jess had bright blue eyes and short blondish-red hair. He was rather tall and a little chubby, but he was fun to be around and always had a smile on his face. He played the drums, so naturally, him and Deron had become best friends, which in turn led to bandmates. Currently, the two of them were in 'Oil' and had no bass player.

'How was Jess's?' I asked when he hadn't continued.

'Interesting. April was looking at old pictures...and she found these.' Deron reached into his pocket and pulled three pictures out. He handed them to me and I smiled seeing myself in each of them. I was holding hands with Jess's younger brother, Brandon, in all of them.

I giggled remembering that I had had a preschool romance with the boy for a year. 'I forgot about this.'

'I figured. April was asking how you are. She said it's been years since she's seen you.' Deron explained.

'That's because Brandon stopped talking to me on his sixth birthday.' I remembered.

'Why?'

'He got a skateboard and said he was too busy for girls. I cried and then we never spoke again.' I said shrugging. 'He was my first kiss.'

Deron burst out laughing and jumped up. 'Jess is going to love that! He needs some blackmail on Bam.'

'Bam?' I asked.

'Brandon goes by Bam now.'

'Why?' I asked laughing.

'I'm not really sure.' Deron said sitting back down.

'Did he drop out?' I asked realizing I hadn't seen him at school in forever.

'Yeah, last year.' Deron said. 'When Chris Raab got expelled he dropped. April and Phil are gonna make him get his GED though.'

I nodded and handed him back the pictures. 'Did you only come here to remind me of preschool?'

'No. I wanted to attempt to talk you into playing bass for me and Jess again.'

'Forget it, Der.' I said sighing and swinging my legs over the side of my bed and walking over to my dresser to get my homework things.

'Come on, Soph...' Deron begged. 'We need you.'

'My mother would kill me if I joined a fucking band, you know that.'

'I know. That's why I hate the bitch.'

'Shhh. She's right downstairs.'

'Sophia, I'm gonna ask you one more time.'

'No, Deron.' I said sitting back on my bed and opening my Algebra book.

He sighed and stood up, taking his keys from his pocket. 'What are you doing this weekend?'

'Homecoming.' I said pointing to the dress that was hanging from my closet door. 'Why?'

'We're playing East Goshen Park.'

'With no bass player?' I laughed.

'Ryan Bruni said he'd do it if we need him.'

'Cute.' I said rolling my eyes.

'Fuck you.' He said flipping me off.

'Are you picking me up tomorrow?'

'Why can't Dickfuck?'

I knew Deron was speaking of my boyfriend Blake Beckett. Deron had never got along with the preppy star quarterback.

'Don't call him that.'

'I don't like him.'

'I know you don't.'

'You know who else doesn't?'

'Who?' I asked sighing.

'Bam.'

'I don't care who Brandon likes. I haven't spoken to him since I was five.' I said rolling my eyes.

'I'm gonna change that.' Deron said in a singsong voice as he walked out my door. 'I'll be here in the morning!'

Deron slammed my door shut and then his footsteps made their way downstairs.

'Change what?' I questioned outloud. I thought back to the few times I had seen Bam over the years. He always seemed to be skateboarding, fliming something, fighting Blake, or coming out of the principal's office.

I went and grabbed the yearbook from the year before and flipped open to the Sophomore class. I skipped through to the 'M' section. Brandon Margera was not hard to find and I ran my finger over the little black and white picture. My own picture was four people over from him and I found myself glancing between myself and Brandon.

'He is cute.' I said outloud to my dog Molly, who barked her approval.

'Who am I kidding?' I said closing the book with a snap. 'I have more important things going on then catching up on Brandon Margera.'