NO LEMONS ARE TO BE PUBLISHED IN THIS FIC! Just had to get that out of my system. So I do not own Black Veil brides, unfortunately. Nor do I own Diary of a Wimpy Kid, again, unfortunately. But I do own Monika and Micah, they are mine. Hope you enjoy the next chapter. There is a quote from a different book series within this chapter. If you can find it and tell me what it is and where it's from then you'll win a prize. (I don't really have a prize for you, but it's still fun.)
The Ballad of Mona Lisa
"Good morning sunshine. Time for school." Mom said as she whipped open my curtains and blinded me with the early morning light. I groaned and rolled over.
"Five more minutes." I whined as she set Micah on my pillow. Something you should know about this ferret, he is a notorious nose licker. I scrunched up my nose and gently pushed him away from my face before sitting up and rubbing my eyes. "Alright Micah I'm up, happy now?" I asked as I let him down onto the floor. He seemed to nod and followed me into the bathroom. Mom left my room and I got down to my morning routine.
After my shower I did my hair up in a crazy messy bun and let my bangs fall into my face. My makeup was just black glitter eyeliner with some mascara and lip gloss. I decided I wanted to make a lasting impression on my first day so I went with the punk rocker look. Black skinny jeans went with a tight, dark purple V-neck and a black leather jacket. My biker boots were a must have and my peacock feather earrings with my favorite studded belt, and last but not least a black paisley bandana got tied around my head under my bangs. From my bedroom came the sound of my phone ringing and I ran out to answer it.
"Hello?"
"Hey Mo, just wanted to call and wish you luck on your first day of school." I smiled as I heard Jake in the background yelling about something, and Andy shout back something sounding unusually close to ducking glass mole.
"Thanks a bunch, I'll need it." I said.
"What are you wearing? If I may ask."
"Classic Andy getup. Black skinny jeans, studded belt, biker boots, tight V-neck, leather jacket." I told him as I put Micah in his cage and grabbed my messenger bag on my way out. "Well I have to go soon, love and hugs. Tell the guys I say hi."
"Will do. Good luck and love and hugs to you too, Mo." He replied. I smiled to myself before hanging up and sliding my phone into my pocket.
"Who was that sweetie?" mom asked from in the kitchen. I went to her and gave her a hug before sitting at one of the barstools situated around our island.
"Andy, who else?" I asked and grabbed an apple and my keys. She nodded and called a goodbye as I left the house. Closing the door behind me, I looked up into the sky and noticed the fluffy white clouds. It looked like today would be a good day. The door to my yellow Toyota Corolla was unlocked so I opened up the door and tossed my bag into the passenger seat before cranking up Escape the Fate on my stereo.
As I pulled into the school parking lot I noticed Rodrick stepping out of a white van with Loded Diper scrawled across the side in black paint. I smiled and went over to him, tapping him on the shoulder. He smiled when he saw me and we walked side by side to the main doors. "So I see you made it to school today." He said. "And you must have been talking to Andy this morning right?" he asked.
"What makes you say that?" I asked in response.
"Well for one, the way you're dressed. And for two, you just seem really happy." He said, slinging an arm around my shoulders and guiding me to the office. As we entered the secretary looked up from her computer and smiled at Rodrick.
"Hello Rodrick, what can I write you up for this time?" she asked teasingly.
"Not today Ms. West, at least not yet. I have a new student with me, her name is Monika Weiss." He informed her. She held up a finger indicating for us to wait one second as she referred to her files.
"Yep, here you are sweetie. This is your schedule, and here's a map of the school. If there are any questions you can ask Rodrick, you have all his classes." She said sweetly and handed me a sheaf of papers. I smiled in return and she waved as we left the office.
"So first period is elective. What do you do for an elective?" I asked, turning to Rodrick.
"Well where your elective is decides where your locker is. But that's not the point. I took chorus. I play the drums for them, they're not all that bad when they try hard enough." He said. "It's right up here." He told me, indicating a stairwell. "Come on, I'll show you." He said, offering me his hand. I took it and let him lead me up a small flight of stairs. We came up short to a single room marked MUSIC. From inside came a cacophony of noise as the door was opened.
"Hey guys, Rodrick's here! And he brought the new chick with him!" a boy with long black hair called from behind a microphone. Rodrick waved at the kids in the room and introduced them all.
"This is Roddney." He said, indicating the boy that had made my presence known. "That over there is Mickayla, next to her is Alycia. That girl with the blue guitar is Ashleigh and the guy with the red guitar is Aiden. Chase is by the microphones and our teacher is Mr. Lang." I waved shyly at them and was at once welcomed with hugs and handshakes.
"Alright guys, let's settle down here. So, Rodrick has brought us a fresh face. Monika, was it?" Mr. Lang asked. I nodded. "What part do you sing?"
"Soprano. I also play the piano, violin, guitar and some drums." Aiden let out a low whistle and shook his.
"Bitch be trippin', man." He muttered. "She's all crazy pierced and crazy talented." He said to no one in particular. I giggled, I couldn't help it. Rodrick raised an eyebrow.
"You have no idea, man. She's got some tattoos too, and the craziest friends. She comes from LA." He explained. That period was spent talking about my life in LA and my tattoos, musical skills and of course how I came to meet Rodrick.
"Can you sing for us?" Ashleigh chimed in. the others agreed and I was handed a microphone. I tried to protest but Rodrick held me in place.
"They just want to hear you sing Moni." He said, looking me straight in the eyes. I took a deep breath and nodded. He smiled and walked away, leaving me to hand Mr. Lang some sheet music from my bag. The others settled down and focused their attention on me.
She paints her fingers with a close precision
He starts to notice empty bottles of gin,
and takes a moment to assess the sin she's paid for.
A lonely speaker in a conversation
Her words are swimming through his ears again.
There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you paid for.
Say what you mean, tell me I'm right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign, I want to believe
Whoa, Mona Lisa
You're guaranteed to run this town
Whoa, Mona Lisa
I'd pay to see you frown
He senses something call it desperation
Another dollar, another day
And if she had the proper words to say, she would tell him
But she'd have nothing left to sell him
Say what you mean tell me I'm right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign, I want to believe
whoa, Mona Lisa
you're guaranteed to run this town
whoa, Mona Lisa
I'd pay to see you frown.
Mona Lisa, ooh
I'm pleased to please ya
Mona Lisa, ooh
Say what you mean, tell me I'm right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign, I want to believe
Whoa, Mona Lisa
You're guaranteed to run this town
Whoa, Mona Lisa
I'd pay to see you frown
Say what you mean, tell me I'm right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign, I want to believe
There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you paid for
The room went silent as I finished my last note. Rodrick had a smug 'told you so' look on his face and the others were staring at me as if I was their saving angel. "So that's good…right?"