Only an Echo...
Chapter 1: Crayons and Ham Sandwiches.
Disclaimer: We don't own twilight (jasper, the volturi, etc.) But we do own the characters we made up (Melody, Abraham, Erika, etc.)
Melody's POV
"Are you really wearing that on your first day of school? You aren't going to make a good first impression!" Mom scolded me when I came down the stairs in my Black Veil Brides shirt, and my red skinny jeans. She hated it when I didn't dress all pretty in pearls.
"Mom, it's not that terrible, I'm not the only person in the world that likes Black Veil Brides. You need to take a chill pill." I said, sulky and nervous. Of all the days she had chosen to criticize my outfit, she picks my first day at a new school.
"Well, at least tell me you aren't wearing that god awful sweatshirt that glorifies death!"
"Seriously, Mom? Grow up. It's fine."
"Alright, sweetie, I just don't want the kids there to think your a total freak, what with your insane hair, and sarcasm."
"First of all, I could give a rat's ass, sorry, sorry, rat's behind, about what people think about me, and I'm only sarcastic around you, and that's only when I'm in a bad mood. You know that."
"True, but try to keep a positive attitude around people, and don't beat up any football players like you did at your last school. The last thing you need is detention until you graduate."
"Jeremy Perkins had it coming, and you know it."
She laughed, and agreed with me, and told me something about wearing gloves. I smiled. I did love my mom. I hate to admit it, but I did miss Dad. Ever since he cheated on my Mom with some secretary, a part of me hated him, but I mean he's my dad.
After I put on my shoes, and called for my little sister, Erika, who was just starting pre-school. She wobbled her way down the uneven staircase in her pink converse and pink misfits shirt and pink shorts. Pink, Pink, Pink, that was her most favorite color. Ah, little Rika.
Jordan, my older brother, came barreling down the stairs,jumped down the last four, and wrapped his huge ass arms around me.
" Have fun at your first day sis, you know it's gonna be hell!" He yelled out, then grins and started laughing. Then mom came up behind him and whacked him upside the head with her hand.
"Watch your language!" she yelled, with a disgusted look on her face. Then I burst out laughing, grabbed Erika and headed towards the car, buckled her in, then drove off towards her school. I dropped her off and headed off to my first day of hell: school.
I pulled into a parking spot as close to the main entrance as possible, so I could shoot out of this hell hole ASAP. I grabbed my bag and double checked to make sure I had everything, and put on my zombie beanie, and headed out into the misty rain. I had walked into the office, got all my maps and my schedule. I was preoccupied with a teacher's funny name, Mr. Crapsher, and I smacked, face first into someone.
"I am so sorry!" He apologized, and helped me off of the ground. "wait a sec, you like Black Veil Brides too? That's so awesome!" He said, noticing my shirt. He was wearing one just like me, but with a bit of a different design. He had brown hair with blonde tips, and pretty much the same sort of style as me. You know, Skinny jeans, band tees, converse. He might have been the coolest kid I'd ever met.
"My name is Melody," I introduced myself.
"I'm Abraham, but you can call me Abe."
"Abe? That isn't boring or anything! SCREW that. I like... Ham Sandwich. Ham for short."
"Ham Sandwich. Really? Well, that's fine, just as long as you don't come up with any other dumb-ass names for me. What's your schedule?" He asked.
"Uh, here..." I handed it to him. He looked it over carefully, and his eyes lit up.
"You and I have all the same classes. C'mon little lady, let's get to Art."
So, while Ham and I were in art, I was soooo excited that I was allowed to color with crayons, and I started playing with some of them and shouted 'WE ARE CRAYONZZZ!" Which made Ham nearly fall out of his chair. So I was henceforth known as 'Crayon'.
I was introduced to some of Ham's friends, and apparently they didn't appreciate the complete awesomeness of our nickname's, so I soon came to the realization that that would be a Crayon and Ham situation.
Even though we were still with his friends, I accidentally called him ham...Again.. he he. "Ham, you wanna come to my house and listen to some music and watch some movies? … Oh , whoops I meant Abe." He of course agreed,That got a bit of a chuckle out of his friends- finally, they removed the sticks from their asses.
After a few minutes his friends finished eating, and it was just me and Ham, and we were totally just pigging out on food with nothing but the sound of our loud chewing , When out of the blue Abe yells with his mouth full right into my ear, "WE ARE CRAYONZZ!'
I, with chunks of his food in my hair, sat there, with the most shocked look on my face. We just sat there staring at each other. We were like that for about... oh, I'd say 5 minutes, and then we burst out laughing, and I had fallen out of my chair. He had to help me up and walk me to our next class, since I still had the giggles.
I was so grateful to have met Ham, he made the day go by so quickly. Before I knew it we were picking up Rika and singing the Mortician's Daughter at the top of our god damned lungs. When we got back to my house I proved Mom wrong, showing her his shirt, and we watched grown ups, cackled like Big old ladies.
So just as he was about to leave, I started sing that song that goes 'Ramble Lam whoa black Betty' and apparently Ham misunderstood me. He sort of just stood there looking at me.
"What?" I asked, confuzzled as to what I did wrong.
"Is there any particular reason you just sang 'Whoa Black Daddy'?" He stood there with the most 'What the Fuck' look on his face.
"No, No, Ham, I sang 'Whoa Black Betty' you loser!" I lightly punched him on the shoulder.
"Oh, well, that is a big relief. You know Crayon, I'm glad you and I head smacked. You're not as weird as my other friends, well I suppose that we are actually the weirdos, but you're a pretty fun girl." He smiled at me.
"Aw, Ham Sandwich, You little charmer. Get the hell outta my house!" I joked.
"Alright, I'm outta here." And he turned to the door, "You know, Crayon? I've always wanted a sister.' He smiled, and turned. I offered him a ride home, but he said that he only lived a few minutes away; walking distance.
I was almost depressed when he went home. I was so happy that I made a friend as nice as Ham. He was like a brother, almost like a Twin brother. Jordan got a little irritated at first, since he has always hated past boyfriends, but when he found out that we viewed each other as bro and sis, he was much more comfortable with us hanging out together. Overprotective loser.
A.N: Hey we hope you enjoyed! the whoa black daddy part was something that had happened when we were writing and we had to put it in there, same thing with the "WE ARE CRAYONS and ham sandwhich" lmao you would hafta know us to know how we think xD But enjoy!