"Brit I'm bored." I said, throwing myself back on my bed.
"Then do something!" Brit said, typing furiously on her laptop. Brit was always the one who worked the hardest…on everything. It didn't matter what it was, it always had to be her best work. I always consider it a curse and a blessing, for everyone in our band. Her hair was black and blue, always at least slightly curled, and her bangs fell over one eye. Her eyes were a light green that always seemed to shine and glisten in sunlight.
"What am I supposed to do?" I asked, rolling from my back to my stomach then from my stomach to my back over and over. My long, black hair was flying everywhere and my bangs stayed over my eyes, blocking most of my vision. My eyes, as I've been told, change color sometimes. No, they don't go all rainbow, they just change from green to brown, depending on what I'm wearing and whether I'm inside or outside.
"Stop rolling and go write something!" Brit said, not looking up from her laptop.
"Ugh, when are Tanner, Brielle, and Mason gonna get here?" I groaned.
"Why do you always say Tanner's name first?" Brit asked.
"Because he's the nicest to me and he doesn't abuse me!" I said.
"You love him." Brit corrected.
"Wrong! He's gay dumbass." I said, scrunching my nose.
"You so wish he was straight." Brit laughed.
"Shut up he's like my older brother….that would be weird." I said, continuing to roll from side to side.
Suddenly Tanner and Mason walked into the room.
When I saw them I forgot was I was doing and rolled off the bed, smacking my head on the ground. "Ow!" I laughed.
Tanner laughed and ran over, helping me up. "You okay?" He asked. His hair had, once again, changed color. It was now a much lighter color then before, a white-ish blonde. I'm not usually one for really light blondes, but it looked good on him and made his chocolate brown eyes pop a little.
"Yeah, but that fucking hurt!" I said, rubbing my head.
Brit snickered and I shot a glare at her.
"Where's Brielle?" Mason asked, finally speaking up. He was definitely the quietest out of all of us. His silky black hair barely reached the bottom of his jaw line and his bangs never seemed to fall over his eyes. His eyes were nothing special, as he always stated, just a dark hazel.
"I have no idea." I sighed, picking up my violin and starting to play a random song.
"You're obsessed with that violin Liv." Brit laughed.
"Yes, yes I am." I said, picking up the speed in my playing. "Too bad I never play it in any of our songs."
"At least she's good." Mason shrugged.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Brit asked, narrowing her eyes.
"I think you should stick with drums." Mason laughed.
"Shut up!" Brit laughed, smacking Mason's arm.
"You're abusive!" He said, rubbing his arm.
"She never hits me." Tanner smirked.
"Oooh, who's in love now, Brit?" I laughed, putting the violin down.
"What?" Tanner asked, giving me a confused look.
"Nothing." I said with a shrug.
"It's still you, Liv." Brit said.
"Psh, we all know I'm in love with….." I said, running over to a BVB poster and pointing to Andy. "Mr. Biersack over here."
"We know." Mason laughed.
"Shut up, Mr. I love Hayley Williams." I said, narrowing my eyes.
"Whatever Mrs. Biersack." Mason smirked.
"Talk to the hand Mr. Williams." I said, scrunching my nose and extending my hand, accidentally hitting his face.
"You're lucky you're not that strong." Mason said.
I scoffed and smacked his arm.
"Huh, anyone else feel a breeze?" Mason asked, with a shrug.
I looked at him all pout-lipped, then narrowed my eyes at his smug grin.
"Wimp." Mason laughed.
I scoffed again and smacked him in the face.
"Okay, that one hurt a little." Mason said, rubbing his cheek.
"Are you just saying that?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.
"Maybe." Mason said with a shrug.
I smacked him in the face again, this time as harder.
"Ow! That one really did hurt." Mason said.
"Who's the wimp now?" I smirked.
"Whatever Mrs. Biersack." Mason scoffed.
"Talk to the hand Mr. Williams." I said, sticking my hand out.
"Okay, let's not start this again." Tanner said, picking me up and throwing me on the bed.
I landed on the bed and bounced off, hitting the floor again.
"I have fallen because of you yet again." I laughed, getting up and flopping on the bed.
"Sorry 'bout that." Tanner laughed.
"You should be sorry." I teased.
"It's not my fault you're so tiny." Tanner smirked.
Suddenly, Brielle burst into the room, laughing her ass off.
"What the hell?" I asked, confused.
Brielle just kept laughing, unable to talk. Her hair was way longer than mine, falling almost to the small of her back. It was a natural caramel color, which she kept while the rest of us decided to dye our hair. Her bright green eyes looked like they could look into your soul, but Brielle was too innocent to freak people out with them.
"Oh, do you have a boyfriend?" Brit said, raising an eyebrow teasingly.
Brielle suddenly stopped laughing and quickly went to hide behind my bed. "Nooooo." She said in a high-pitched voice.
Tanner and I just shook our heads slightly.
Mason quietly laughed.
"Suuure." Brit grinned.
"Let's just start practicing." I said, pulling Brielle out from behind my bed.
"Yeah!" Brit laughed, grabbing her drumsticks and bolting to our basement.
Tanner and Brielle grabbed their guitars and Mason grabbed his bass. Once everyone got to our basement and got ready, Brit counted us down with her drumsticks.
We played a set of our best songs and our newest song that we had just finished a couple days before.