Give Me Your Heart And Your Hand And We Can Run!
Give Me Your Heart And Your Hand And We Can Run!
* Alice's POV*
Today is the day I leave for collage, the day I leave behind the fake bitches, the roumors, the shit and most importantly... The old me. Life in Iowa was never good for me, I was always.... different. No one accepted me the way I am, not even my parents. I'd never really had any friends or anyone really, its always just been me. I went throught High school alone and I'm going to collage alone but a good kind of alone. A fresh start kind of alone, no one in San Diego knows me, my background. It'll be my one chance to change everything. For the better. My flight is annouched and I head for the plane. no turning back now, its going to be better, it will be better.
My flight landed and I can honestly say I've never been so nerous in my life before, another plane from the Uk has also land so the luagge collection is pretty full.A lot of stuff and people passed, and my bags still hadnt come. There where steel boxes, sprayed with the letters 'PTV' on the side of them coming through now, my bags inbetween the mix. I went to grab my bag but couldnt reach. 'Here, let me get it' A tall tattooed man, in his early 20's, got my case and handed it to me. ' Thank you, do you have any idea why PTV is all over this stuff?'
'Ugh yes... Its my band, it stands for Pierce The veil, we've been on tour but had to come back to finish collage, I'm mike by the way'
'Oh are you in San Deigo collage too? It's my first year here!'
'Aw, thats awesome! It's my last year next year, I could show you around if you like?'
'Uh, yeah, that would be helpful, thank you'
'You'll have to meet the rest of the band too, we're all in collage too apart from my brother, Vic' He led me to a group of 3 boys, all about the same age as he. One had crazy, spikey hair. Another had big gauges in his ears, a little bigger than mine and plently of tattoos with a dermal below his eye, he was definaltly attractive and the last was kinda short, he had brown sholder length hair. 'Hey Mike! Who's this? the shortest one asked
'Oh..um...This is....'
'I'm Alice! Mike told me you guys go to San Diego collage?'
'Yeah, we do, I'm Jaime, Its spelt like Jamie but for dyselxics' That spikey haired one said, pulling me into a hug. ' Well I wont need to remember how to spelt it then! The advantages of being dyselxic!' The smile one his face dropped. 'I'm so sorry, I didnt mean to offend you or anything, I was joking.'
'Its alright Jaime! Nothing I havent heard before'
'I'm Vic, I'm also Mikes older brother and the only one who wont be joining you at collage' He reached his hand out, at this moment, I also noticed he had a nose ring. ' I'm Tony' the one with gauges said, reaching out a tattooed hand to me, he was looing at the ground ' Hi Tony! Nice tats! Hey! I have Star Wars on my knuckles too!' His head instantly shot up, looking at my knuckles.
'Thats totally awesome! Rebel or Empiral?'
'Gotta be said, I'm on the E
mpiral side, only because I love Darth Maul'
'Oh! Trator!'
'Hey, if Darth Maul was on the Rebels side, I'd be on the Rebel side'
'Each to their own, I guess'
'Hey Alice' Mike touched my sholder, spinning me around. ' How are you getting to collage today?'
'I'm getting a cab'
'No need, come with us, we're going down tomorrow, you can stay with us!'
'Are you sure I wont be pain? I can go on my own, I'll be fine'
'You wont be a pain, please? It'll be alright, I promise'
'Ok then, sure, thank you guys so much!'
And with that, we left the airport and headed for their truck.
Today is the day I leave for collage, the day I leave behind the fake bitches, the roumors, the shit and most importantly... The old me. Life in Iowa was never good for me, I was always.... different. No one accepted me the way I am, not even my parents. I'd never really had any friends or anyone really, its always just been me. I went throught High school alone and I'm going to collage alone but a good kind of alone. A fresh start kind of alone, no one in San Diego knows me, my background. It'll be my one chance to change everything. For the better. My flight is annouched and I head for the plane. no turning back now, its going to be better, it will be better.
My flight landed and I can honestly say I've never been so nerous in my life before, another plane from the Uk has also land so the luagge collection is pretty full.A lot of stuff and people passed, and my bags still hadnt come. There where steel boxes, sprayed with the letters 'PTV' on the side of them coming through now, my bags inbetween the mix. I went to grab my bag but couldnt reach. 'Here, let me get it' A tall tattooed man, in his early 20's, got my case and handed it to me. ' Thank you, do you have any idea why PTV is all over this stuff?'
'Ugh yes... Its my band, it stands for Pierce The veil, we've been on tour but had to come back to finish collage, I'm mike by the way'
'Oh are you in San Deigo collage too? It's my first year here!'
'Aw, thats awesome! It's my last year next year, I could show you around if you like?'
'Uh, yeah, that would be helpful, thank you'
'You'll have to meet the rest of the band too, we're all in collage too apart from my brother, Vic' He led me to a group of 3 boys, all about the same age as he. One had crazy, spikey hair. Another had big gauges in his ears, a little bigger than mine and plently of tattoos with a dermal below his eye, he was definaltly attractive and the last was kinda short, he had brown sholder length hair. 'Hey Mike! Who's this? the shortest one asked
'Oh..um...This is....'
'I'm Alice! Mike told me you guys go to San Diego collage?'
'Yeah, we do, I'm Jaime, Its spelt like Jamie but for dyselxics' That spikey haired one said, pulling me into a hug. ' Well I wont need to remember how to spelt it then! The advantages of being dyselxic!' The smile one his face dropped. 'I'm so sorry, I didnt mean to offend you or anything, I was joking.'
'Its alright Jaime! Nothing I havent heard before'
'I'm Vic, I'm also Mikes older brother and the only one who wont be joining you at collage' He reached his hand out, at this moment, I also noticed he had a nose ring. ' I'm Tony' the one with gauges said, reaching out a tattooed hand to me, he was looing at the ground ' Hi Tony! Nice tats! Hey! I have Star Wars on my knuckles too!' His head instantly shot up, looking at my knuckles.
'Thats totally awesome! Rebel or Empiral?'
'Gotta be said, I'm on the E
mpiral side, only because I love Darth Maul'
'Oh! Trator!'
'Hey, if Darth Maul was on the Rebels side, I'd be on the Rebel side'
'Each to their own, I guess'
'Hey Alice' Mike touched my sholder, spinning me around. ' How are you getting to collage today?'
'I'm getting a cab'
'No need, come with us, we're going down tomorrow, you can stay with us!'
'Are you sure I wont be pain? I can go on my own, I'll be fine'
'You wont be a pain, please? It'll be alright, I promise'
'Ok then, sure, thank you guys so much!'
And with that, we left the airport and headed for their truck.
