I woke up the next morning to the sound of The New National Anthem by Peirce the Veil grace my ears. I slammed the alarm and sat up. I darted down the stairs and looked around. The house wasn't as bad a mess as it could've been, but it still looked like it had taken a beating. I looked on the counter where Liam's keys were supposed to be. As usual, they were gone and in their place, a note. I groaned and read it.
Killian,
If you and Jace don't make it to the bus, you're screwed. I took the mustangs keys.
I looked at the clock. 6:51. We would have to be out the door by 7 if we wanted to make the bus.
"I hate you Liam Henry Jones!" I screamed running upstairs, proceeding to pound on Killian door.
"What!?" Killian exclaimed groggily through the door.
"Liam took the Mustangs keys. We have to catch the bus. It's 6:52, the bus shows up at seven. MOVE!" I exclaimed running into my room. I thank the gods above I didn't smell too bad from the party. I threw on a band tank, shorts and my converse. I grabbed my iPod and phone. I ran down the stairs.
"Killian if you don't get down here in three seconds I'm leaving without you!" With this development, Killian ran down.
"Let's go!" I ran out with Killian not to far behind, we made it to the bus stop just as the bus was pulling up. Wendy looked at the two of us, as did the rest of the freshmen that were standing there.
"What are you two doing here?" Wendy asked. I groaned.
"Our no good for anything, Mr. High and Mighty on the totem pole brother took Killian's keys this morning and didn't tell us verbally, just a note on the counter, that I didn't see until about," I looked at my phone, "six minutes ago." Wendy laughed a little. We made our way onto the bus and I sat in the front with Wendy next to me. Thankfully, we were the last stop on the run so it wouldn't be too long until we got to school so I could give Liam a good, sisterly, beating.
"Well, I guess he didn't know what state Killian was going to be in. He was just making sure you two didn't get hurt." I glared at her.
"Well the least he could've done was leave the note on my door. Or told me last night." I exclaimed. Wendy threw up her hands in surrender. The bus was pulling into school and I looked out to the student parking lot where I saw Liam's Jeep. I was the first off and stormed to my locker and shoved what I needed in. I looked around for Liam until I saw him with his football buddies.
"Liam Henry Jones, what the bloody hell were you thinking!?" I exclaimed as I walked over. The football players that were standing around him parted like the Red Sea around me. With Liam being a senior, they fully knew what I was capable of, even though I was two or three years younger than them.
"I'm sorry for worrying about your safety Jacelyn! I didn't know how hungover Killian would be. Is it now a crime to worry about my baby sister?" He argued with me.
"Liam, you know he had none of the punch, which one of your friends spiked. He couldn't have been hung over. I hid all the alcohol that we owned in my room for that very reason." I yelled at him. At the mention of the punch being spiked, he raised his eyebrow.
"The punch wasn't spiked Jacelyn." I rolled my eyes.
"Then, how was it I found Ruby, a sophomore for those who don't know, with a cup of punch that looked to be round four at the least that reeked of rum?" Some of the football players started talking amongst themselves. I shook my head.
"You know what? I'm too damn tired to deal with your bullshit, I'm going to class, we'll deal with this later." I stormed off in the direction of homeroom. I slumped in the back and plugged into my music for a little while. In The End by Black Veil Brides began to play. The Internet had introduced me to them. They weren't half bad either. I saw Ruby, looking extremely hungover, sit next to me.
"Thank you for sending me home when you did." She said, holding her head. I smiled and pulled out my Advil holder out of my back pocket.
"Taken one of these bad boys today?" I asked. Ruby shook her head. I poured out two tablets.
"They help with the headache, if you can, take 'em dry." Ruby nodded and took them dry. The teacher did roll call and sent us to our next class. I dragged myself to study hall and sat in my seat in the back. Emma sat across from me and smiled.
"Nice to see you survived your brothers party. Where were you?" She asked. I shrugged and looked up.
"I'm not much of a party person. Also, a) I don't want drunk teenagers having sex in my room and b) someone had to watch Wendy." Emma nodded.
"Well, that would be a good idea if you were stuck in that situation." I laughed and looked down at the paper I was currently doodling on. I had drawn out, surprisingly from memory, Robin's tattoo.
"Isn't that Robin Locksley's tatt?" Emma asked. I shrugged, I had to admit it was a pretty cool and simple design. Just a lion in a black box.
"Yeah, I saw it last night. What is he anyway? Junior or senior?" I asked looking up.
"He's a junior, used to date Regina when they were sophomores. It didn't end on the smoothest of terms but could've been worst." I nodded. He and Regina seemed like polar opposites. Robin had a slight sense of morals, Regina didn't. The bell rang and I ran to music to be greeted by Robin.
"Hello Jace." He smiled at me. I smiled back.
"'Ello Robin. I didn't know you played an instrument." I said sitting down in the risers.
"I do. Guitar." He replied sitting next to me.
"Awesome, I'm a singer. I play a little of guitar." The teacher walked into the room.
"Okay, your first project of the year is to pair up with someone who isn't in your grade and perform a cover of a song that sums up the pair of you. This will be due by the day of homecoming. Begin." Robin looked at me.
"You're a sophomore right?" I nodded.
"Well, wanna be partners?" He asked. I shrugged.
"Why the hell not." Robin grinned.
"Awesome. Well we can start with introductions. My name is Robin William Locksley, I'm 16, I have a little brother named Roland who's a 7th grader, I live with my mom, and my favorite color is green." Robin said. I smiled and thought for a moment.
"My name is Jacelyn Maeve Jones, I'm 15, I have two older brothers Killian and Liam, I live with them and my favorite colors are red and blue." Robin nodded and took out a composition notebook.
"Alright, what songs do you think describe you?" He asked. I thought for several moments.
"She's a Rebel by Green Day, Do It Now, Remember it Later by Sleeping With Sirens, King For A Day by Pierce the Veil, and For Baltimore by All Time Low." He wrote them all down. I pulled a spare sheet of paper out of my back pocket.
"And what about you?" I asked.
"American Idiot by Green Day, If You Can't Hang by Sleeping With Sirens, SING by My Chemical Romance, and Angel With A Shotgun by The Cab." I scrawled them all down.
"I have all but Angel With A Shotgun on my iPod so that's good. What do you have in mind Robin?" I asked wanting to know what was behind the idea.
"Well, what I was thinking was we do a mash up of two of the songs now, and then do another check towards the end of the project." I nodded. That was a pretty good idea. The bell than rang signaling the end of class.
"See ya Friday Jace." Robin called as he ran out the door. I nodded and started to pack up to get to my next class.
