-December 14,2010-

I stood up from the guest room at my best friends house, Sidney. I walked over to the door and opened it, seeing Sidney, Jose, Little Rosalyn, and Hayden.
"Happy birthday Aunt Rosalyn!" They all cheered. I groaned.
"Thanks guys. May I go back to sleep now?" I questioned, yawning.
"no! We got breakfast downstairs!" The two children screamed, grabbing my hands and pulling me out of the bedroom.
"But I want to sleep." I whined as Sidney and Jose followed behind us, laughing. I was practically shoved into the kitchen. My eyes widened at the sight.
"TACOS AND PIZZA!" I screamed, running towards it.
"Do you want to go back to bed now Rosalyn?" Jose asked, laughing. I turned around and shook my head no.
"NEVER! IT'S TACOS AND PIZZA FOR BREAKFAST! BREAKFAST!" I screamed, grabbing a plate.
"Rosalyn. You're 26 and yet, you act like my 9 year old twins." Sidney said, joining me. I shrugged my shoulders.
"I've always acted like a young child, even whenever I was 21." I said, sitting down at the kitchen island, joining my 'niece and nephew'.
"Yea, except when you're getting tattoos or giving them." Jose said, as he and Sidney joined us and sat down in front of us. I shrugged my shoulders.
"I don't care. I am me!" I cheered, as I started to eat. They all laughed.

****

I pulled my black v-neck on an slipped on my black skinny jeans. I grabbed my phone and car keys, considering I was applying for a job at this new Tattoo shop a few minutes away. That's one of the reasons why I'm staying with Sidney and her family, and there's the fact I had to escape from my abusive, now ex, boyfriend. Yes , abusive ex. Well, you should probably know more about this girl who's telling you her story, shouldn't you? Well,

My name is Rosalyn Maria Fuentes. Yes, Fuentes. The twin sister of Michael Fuentes and the younger sister of Victor Fuentes. If you hadn't already figured that out by my birthday. [at the top] I'm the height of 5'3' , shorter than Vic. Which sucks. I never liked my brothers hanging up, which had led me to run away with Sidney when I was 13, her 16. Yes, 3 year age difference. By the time I was 17, I had finished school early in Florida. I met a boy , Jason, my ex I ran from. We were best friends until I was around 24, then we started going out. When I had been 18, Sidney moved back to San Diego. Anyways, after a year of going out with Jason, he started to get abusive. Sidney eventually found out, her and Jose had to drag me out of his hands, which made me a whole lot closer with them. Well, more about the basics. I'm now 26,I've been a professional tattoo artist since I was 23. I have my thighs and my left arm covered in tattoos. I have a few on my stomach, I'm weird okay. I have snakebites, one inch plugs, a nose ring, my hips pierced and my tongue. My favorite color is White and black. I love my brothers band, even if I strongly dislike them. I love horror movies and music. I know how to play the drums, acoustic guitar, sing and scream. Basically a mix of my brothers with their talents, without the tattoo artist part. Well, I guess that's it.

****

I trudged through the door an slammed it behind me.
"I hate my life." I grumbled as I walked into the kitchen, seeing all of them in there eating dinner.
"Did you get the job?" Jose asked asi took a seat beside little little Roslayn. I shook my head no.
"They want someone "more professional." Mother fucking assholes." I said, stealing fries off of Sidney's plate.
"Maybe you should go try out for that band , One Hundred Miseries, that sent you that invitation as a drummer." Sidney said, making my own plate. I sighed.
"Fine. But I swear, if I don't get a job soon I will just kill myself." I said, dipping the fries into ketchup.
"Good, because you're going to the audition for the drummer tomorrow afternoon." Sidney said.
"Why?"
"I already scheduled it." She said. I Rolled my eyes.
"Fine. What time does the audition start then?" I asked, as I finished my plate.
"At 2." She said. I nodded and stood up, hugging the two kids.
"Night guys. I'm going to bed."
"Goodnight!" They all screamed as I exited the kitchen and went upstairs, going to sleep.
Lets hope I get into this band.
***
-December 14,2012-

I climbed out of the tour bus bunk, and went into the living room. Everyone was up.
"BIRTHDAY GIRL!" They all screamed as I entered. I rolled my eyes and flipped them off and took a seat besides Jax, the singer and lead guitarist for the band. Did I mention, joining this band has been fucking amazing?
"Rosalyn!" Mace , bass guitarist for the band, sang as he grabbed my arm.
"Yes Mace?" I questioned as I was dragged out of the Tour bus and onto the grassy field that was being set up, considering it was Warped Tour.
"They're having a party for Mike this afternoon on the Pierce The Veil bus, they want to meet you." He said as we walked around, greeting people who were setting up.
"I'd rather not. I've been avoiding them for six months, I can avoid them for a few more days." I said , scuffing my converse in the dirt.
"please! We already told them you'd come, and plus we told them its your birthday too." He said as we made a U-turn to go back to the bus. I groaned.
"So I have to come, don't I?" I asked as I kicked more pebbles.
"Yup! Oh and we were nice enough to use your fake name, Hope Alexandria." He said.
"Well thanks, but they'll probably figure out its me." I said as we stood in front of the tour bus.
"Why do you think that?" He asked, leaning up against it.
"Uhm, remember, Mike has payed for my tongue pierceing, and I don't have any other thing to switch out with?" I said, sticking out my tongue. He sighed.
"Then don't show your tongue, they won't notice."
"Oh yes they will, it had been specially designed or somewhat. It's got Fuentes engraved on it in big letters , on the very front of it." I said, re-sticking out my tongue.
"Then take it out for tonight." He said. I sighed and nodded, opening the door and walking inside.
"You're back! WE ALL PICKED OUT YOUR OUTFIT FOR IN A FEW HOURS!" Andi said, he's the rhythm guitarist for the band.
"Fine. I'll start getting ready." I grumbled, snatching my clothes from him as I went into the bathroom. I heard them all cheering and talking outside, assholes.

*****

Of course, they all choose a dress that was fucking tight as hell and showed off every single tattoo I owned, besides the corset tattoo on my back. I finished my eyeliner and mascara and slipped on the black heels. I examined myself on the mirror. My dyed white hair pulled up into a pony tail with a bandana wrapped in it, winged eyeliner with mascara. A strapless black , tight dress with black pumps and a few bracelets. I unlocked the door and stepped out, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Looking hot Rosalyn!" Andi said, wrapping his arm around my shoulder, towering over me. I glared at the floor.
"I hate you all go making me go and wear this." I said as we exited the bus, all of them laughing.
"We're just making you hot for all the boys on the bus!" Jax exclaimed . I rolled my eyes. Well, you wanna know why they're NOT hitting on me? Jax is married, Andi's got a boyfriend, yea boyfriend and Mace is in a long time relationship. We walked towards the PTV bus.
"Remember, You're hope." Andi sang.
"No shit. I've been Hope for the past two years while touring with you bitches." I said. We continued to talk back and forth, then we started screaming at each other random stuff, don't ask.
"Guys! Calm your asses down!" Jax screamed as he knocked on the bus.
"No!" We both screamed as we continued.
"SHUT UP OR NO TACOS FOR YOU!" Mace screamed, pointing at me. My mouth dropped.
"EXCUSE ME! Did your motha fuckin' as just tell me, IM NOT ALLOWD TO HAVE MY FAVORITE FOOD!? I WILL FUCKING CUT YOU!" I screamed, just as I finished Jax knocked on the door, it soon opened revealing Mike.
"Birthday boy!" The three screamed as they entered the bus, pushing me in front of all of them.
"Stop pushing me!" I hollered.
"Maybe if you could walk we wouldn't push you." Mace said, as he pushed me in front of them. I mimicked him under my breath, only to get slapped in the back of the head.
"Pierce The Veil, Meet Hope." Jax said. I waved slightly. They all waved back.
"Did they say it was your birthday too?" Mike asked. I nodded my head yes, as everyone began to talk back and forth. Leavening Mike and I to talk together.
"How old are you this year?" He asked, grabbing two beers and passing me one.
"I'm 28, how about you?" I questioned, already knowing the answer.
"I'm 28 too. Weird." He said. I nodded my head in agreement.
"Weird indeed." I muttered, popping open the beer and starting to drink it.
"So.." He said.
"So." I said back. We both stayed quiet for a few minutes before we both started laughing.
"We're so awkward." I said between breathes. He nodded his head in agreement.

Notes

Should I continue? c: