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The sun was slowly coming up over the horizon, and everywhere in California was beginning to fill with that certain morning light that made everything peaceful and beautiful.
Outside of a fairly nice house, a young man, roughly the age of 16, with gorgeous looks and a 'don't mess with me' appearance rocked back and forth on his heels, whistling with his hands in his pockets. His wild brunette scene hair was partially hidden by a black knit skull hat, letting his bangs hang in his bright, innocent looking brown eyes. More tufts of hair poked out around his face, but not to where it got the way of his full lipped, snake bite riddled face. There was the barest bit of stubble on his chin, suggesting that he had forgotten to shave the night before. Peeks of tattoos poked up around his collar bone before disappearing into a black and purple A Day To Remember t-shirt. His arms were covered in more of them, this time being cut off by studded bracelets and a fairly nice watch around his wrists. More studs and spikes held his dark blue, holey jeans up on his thin hips and worn out red Converse were tied securely to his feet. On his back was a worn acoustic guitar and a simple black backpack.
The teen seemed very relaxed, but he kept checking his watch every few minutes, like he was expecting someone. Finally, a black Escalade swung onto the street, blaring loud music and breaking the silence. The driver slammed on the horn and the breaks when she pulled up next to the boy, smiling like a maniac.
The girl, who looked older than her 16 years, gazed up at the boy through her choppy brownish-auburn and black bangs with a proud look in her black lined and shadowed green-brown eyes. Her lips were twisted in the same maniacal smile that honestly went well with the rest of her appearance. Her pale skin was splashed with prominent freckles that boasted the time she had spent to stay fair skinned but have them at the same time. They trailed down her leather choker clad neck and vanished under her black with bright green lace- tank top that hugged her athletic curves nicely. Over that was a black leather half-jacket that had the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. A pleated black mini skirt was lazily draped over her fish netted thighs, and her feet that were resting on the floor boards of the car were in a pair of studded moto boots. Her wrists were also adorned with studded bracelets and other assorted bangles and braids.
"Dylan, no working the corner on school days, we've been over this!" She giggled wildly while shaking a finger at him.
The boy, Dylan, rolled his eyes and went over to the other side on the car.
"Did you fill her up or what, Gabbi? I don't want the old broad breaking down halfway there," he said in his lyrical British accent, giving the dash a fond pat.
Gabbi scoffed and turned the engine over, "Of course! You don't think I would go get breakfast at the gas station and not fill our baby up, do you?"
Once she said that, she handed him a cup of coffee and a bag with donuts in it before taking a sip of her 32 oz. Diet Pepsi. Dylan's face lit up and he immediately dung in, making Gabbi giggle again.
"Dude, you are SO cute! All I gotta do is buy you food and BOOM! Instant Bennett smile!"
"Love, that's because I fall for anyone who buys me food," Dylan mumbled around a full mouth. Gabbi's jaw dropped and she stared at him with horror.
"But… But bitches ain't supposed to fall in love with their pimps..!"
Dylan rolled his eyes and lightly punched her in the arm.
"Drive, I don't want to be late just because you're having a bloody fit."
"Bitch, don't tell me what to do!" Gabbi countered. Never the less, she pulled away from the curb and down the road, My Chemical Romance's Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na) blaring out the speakers.
"Oh Marco, Darling~!"
"Adler, get your ass up or we're gonna be late!"
"Gabbi, watch your mouth."
"Go jump up a tree Dylan…"
Gabbi and Dylan stood in the backyard of the third part of their usual group, staring up at a certain window intently. Much to Gabbi's impatience, nothing happened.
"I think he's ignoring us," Dylan muttered, crossing his arms.
"Oh hell to the no, c'mon," Gabbi grabbed his shoulder and pulled him around to the front door before ringing the doorbell a few times.
The door opened and a middle aged woman with kind eyes smiled at the teens.
"Gabbi, Dylan, how wonderful to see you two again!"
"Hola Tia, do tell us, is Marco PURPOSLY trying to make us late?" Gabbi walked in and started up the stairs.
"Wonderful, love, way to not wait for her to invite us in!" Dylan called after her, giving an apologetic smile to Tia before running up after her.
Dylan got to his best friend's room just in time to see Gabbi launch herself onto the bed and begin to bounce up and down while screaming in what sounded like a mix of gibberish and Spanish.
"GABRIELLA, GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!"
Gabbi was shoved to the floor and she smiled innocently up at the dark eyes glaring down at her.
"Marco, you look positively lovely, you know that?" Dylan smirked and leaned on the doorframe.
"Lovely my ass; why in the HELL were you screaming?" Marco ignored Dylan's mutter of 'you have a lovely ass as well.'
"Because we still need to get the others but we're gonna be late because YOU didn't set your alarm last night," Gabbi said bluntly, giggling when he cursed and began running around to get ready.
"You didn't even think to call me? You know how useless Tia and Tio are in the mornings!" Marco griped as he struggled an AC/DC shirt over his head, letting the other two catch a glimpse of his dragon tattoo on his shoulder and back.
"OH! THAT'S what I forgot to do this morning!" Dylan blushed and chuckled nervously, "Sorry Dear!"
Marco paused from buttoning his jeans and Gabbi joined him in giving Dylan a mix of a glare and an exasperated look.
"You're getting the couch tonight, I swear," Marco grumbled, brushing his hair and throwing it back into its usual low ponytail.
He finally finished and stood there for Gabbi to approve. The tight grey and black AC/DC shirt hugged his muscles beautifully and the leather jacket over it made her nod positively. He had chosen a pair of light blue jeans that had the knees busted out and was secured with a spiked belt and a few chains and had red Converse that matched Dylan's on his feet. His dark hair was still wildly hanging around his handsome face and deep brown eyes, but Gabbi knew she could fix that later.
"Good choices honey, let's bounce!"
And thus the usual morning madness had started.
"Why oh WHY does everyone else have to have nicer houses than us..?"
Gabbi giggled and Dylan sighed as Marco stared out the window with a mopey look.
"Please Marco, your house is nice too!" Gabbi rolled her eyes, turning sharply down a street.
"Yeah, it's like ours; Upper middle class!" Dylan added, eyeing the lavish houses with just the barest hint on jealousy.
"Wow, that makes me feel SO much better babes," Marco said sarcastically, taking a drink of the coffee that Gabbi had gotten him.
"Only for you baby," Gabbi gave him one of her winning smiles.
She suddenly whipped into at driveway and honked the horn wildly.
Out of the house came a boy who looked every bit an adorable freshman. His blonde hair bounced up and down, occasionally getting into his bright, sparkling blue eyes. His entire face was lit up with an excited smile as he all but sprinted to the car. He had a pair of tight fitting jeans and navy Toms on his lower half and a white V-neck under a bright, well-worn pink jacket on his top, along with an obviously custom made messenger bag hitting his side.
Marco opened the door and scooted over as he climbed into the Escalade, crying out, "Good morning Friends!"
"Mornin' Denny! How are you this fine day?" Gabbi asked with a smile that screamed big sister.
"Great! HEY! Did you guys know that if you mixed red Kool-Aid and blue Power-aid, it makes PURPLE Power-Kool-Aid?"
The three older passengers shared a knowing smile when Denny went on rambling as Gabbi pulled out and down the street. A few block later and she whipped into another driveway and repeated what she had done at Denny's house.
Out of this house came a girl who was mirroring Gabbi's maniac smile. She strolled over to the car, her long black hair tied up out of her pretty face and dark brown eyes. Her lean body was clad in an Iron Maiden shirt under a dark green vest, camo shorts, and a pair of very nice Nikes. She walked up the Dylan's door and waited patiently for him to get out and into the back with the other two boys.
"Morning Troops! Ready for the death that is school?" She asked as she settled in the spot that Dylan previously occupied.
Denny's eyes got wide and he asked in a panic-y voice, "W-we're gonna die?"
"Nikki, don't scare him like that, you know better!" Dylan scolded as he settled in his new spot.
"No Denny, we're not gonna die. Nikki's just kidding again," Marco sighed as he passed Nikki the Monster out of the gas station bag.
"Oh… Good… Cuz if we died, I wouldn't be able to tell everyone else about Power-Kool-Aid!"
"Power what now?"
"Oh dear God, Slim, DRIVE!"
Denny proceeded to explain Power-Kool-Aid again for Nikki as Gabbi headed for a huge mansion, the biggest house in the neighborhood. She pulled into that driveway and everyone rolled the windows down and began screaming while Gabbi honked the horn obnoxiously.
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, KEEP YOUR PANTS ON, I'M COMING!"
Said person who screamed that began jogging out of the huge house, locking the door first. His dark brown hair faintly brushed into his dark green eyes and around his handsome face as he yawned widely. His chest had a blue Aero shirt covering it and his legs were incased in a pair of nice-fitting jeans that were most likely bought at the same place. A pair of dark blue Converse were on his feet as he finally climbed into the truck and tossed his bag into the back with Dylan.
"Charlie! How are you today?" Denny asked with his signature blinding smile.
"Well, before you guys started YELLING, I was doing pretty well," Charlie huffed, snatching up the latte that had been bought for him.
"Bro, don't take it out on the freshman," Nikki called back with an eye roll.
"This one time, at band camp, I got made fun of for being a freshman. The End," Gabbi suddenly said.
The entire car went silent for a second before everyone erupted in laughter. Well, everyone except Denny, who didn't exactly get the weird joke that meant nothing, which made everyone laugh even harder. They drove on, chatting and singing badly (on purpose, of course) to Gabbi's Pearpod. Occasionally there was a poke war that had to be broken up, but nothing too serious. Finally Gabbi came to the last house on the crew's route and the person they needed was already waiting patiently on the steps for them.
The teen stood up, brushing dust off of his torn jeans and shuffling his black Converse clad feet over to the car. A Skillet t-shirt was underneath a black and blue zip-up jacket and a cross hung around his neck. His wavy yet spikey black and blonde hair hung around his face and in his icy blue eyes. All in all, this guy gave off a vibe that said 'you mess with me, I break you face, and the rest of you while I'm at it.'
"Mornin' Sunshine!" Gabbi smiled at the male as he silently climbed in and sat in the back with Dylan and Charlie.
"Mornin'," he quietly responded, giving her a sliver of a smile back.
"How you be Jay?" Nikki asked as Gabbi began speeding towards their school.
Jay shrugged and Denny proceeded to tell HIM what Power-Kool-Aid was.
"Oh, D.J., I tried to get you the good stuff, but Big Jay wasn't up yet, so you'll have to make due with gas station sludge," Gabbi called back as Marco finished passing out everyone's breakfast and beverage of choice.
"'S okay," Jay shrugged again and took a long drink.
The other passengers (Gabbi and Denny excluded) stared at him with a faint look of disgust.
"How the hell can you drink coffee BLACK?" Charlie asked while half nursing his own cup.
"How the hell can any of you drink coffee in the first place?" Gabbi asked with a roll of her eyes.
"How the hell can you drink soda this early?" Nikki shot at her.
"Say the one with the energy drink," Jay softly called from his seat.
"Let's cut out the cussing before Brit and Blondie have conniption fits," Marco said loudly, noting his best friend flinching at the foul language and the baby of the group getting another panic-y look.
One warning glare from Gabbi and all cuss words were being efficiently substituted for different ones.
"Alright, now Gabbi, what's the deal for this week?" Everyone gave her an expectant look and she pouted slightly.
"Don't call teachers stupid, don't kick anyone in the shins, and try not to get in a fight with Natalie Mitchel and we have a huge slumber party at my house with lots of cupcakes and plenty of movies with good looking guys," she sighed.
"You think you can even try to manage that?" Charlie half-laughed.
"Only if you and Marco can quit flirting with her," Gabbi said in a sickly-sweet voice.
"To be fair she has a point," Dylan pointed out.
"Tail is tail," Marco shrugged, sharing a smirk with his partner in crime.
"Yet you beat people up for asking Gabbi for Algebra notes," Nikki giggled as not only Marco and Charlie's faces got red, but Dylan and Jay's faces flushed as well.
"It was an honest mistake," Marco growled, glaring as the two girls break down into gut wrenching laughter.
"Both of you, shut up!" Charlie snapped, getting nods from the other men.
"Not my fault I'm smart babe," Gabbi smirked, turning into the parking lot to their school.
Hollywood Arts, to be exact.
What, you thought they went to a NORMAL school?
Psh, please, these oddballs are a league of their own.
CHAPTER ONE FINALLY DONE! Geez guys, I'm sorry I'm such a slacker! And this isn't even anything! GODS, what's wrong with me..? *le sigh* okay, I'm done…
If you recognize your character, congrats on catching my attention! You will be messaged if I need something, but first I need something from YOU!
Does your character have any interest in a relationship, and if so, with who? Please note that if you don't give me anything I will take that as a green light to do what I want and if two people want the same person then I will do first come first serve! It's only fair…
ANYWHO! NEXT EPISODE: Hallway bullies. BECAUSE I CAN!
~ FLIPPY FLOPPIES! ~