hey, I promised a new story. Sorry about my old one. I'll try harder to make this one good.

Chapter One - A boy named Pony.

Being a twin is hard. Especially when she's the perfect one. She's blonde with light hazel eyes. She has the perfect figure. She has a lot of friends. She's not really smart, but a C average student. She can dance too. Her laugh is short and giggly, and her nose crinkles. Why is Elena so perfect?


And then there's me. The other twin. Black hair and brown eyes. I have no chest at all and chicken legs. I don't talk to anyone, so I don't have many friends. I'm a nerd, and I can't do anything cool. Why am I so pathetic?



So pretty much the two of us were born exactly 2 years and one day after my brother, Brendon. We were his birthday present. I was 15, turning 16 the next day.



“Happy birthday Bren…” I said walking past him in the kitchen.



“OH MY GOD BRENDON! You're 18 now! You could totally get me into clubs.” Elena said coming in.



“Ha! No.” He said sitting on the counter.



“I got you something!” She said handing him a package.



“Oh thanks! You didn't have to!” He said tearing off the wrapping paper.



“Well, Nicole didn't.” Elena said looking at me. I grabbed the hose that was connected to the sink and sprayed her messing up her perfect hair.



“COOL!” Brendon said opening the box, which snapped me out of my fantasy.



“I knew you'd like it!” She said smiling. Brendon held up a shirt that had a mic on it and a bunch of graffiti pattern.



“Hey! That's the shirt I bought yesterday!” I said.



“Shut up, it's his now! Plus you couldn't wear that. Try this on.” She said throwing the wrapping paper at me.



“You don't even sing!” Brendon said looking at me weird.



“Yeah I know.” I said walking upstairs into my room. The truth is I sing a lot. The choir teacher said I was good too, except I wouldn't do anything with my voice. There's a lot of stuff people don't know about me. Like I have an opinion, I can sing, play guitar and piano, I write songs and I do hurt on the inside. But nobody cares, I'm just the ugly, weird twin. After 40 minutes or so there was a knock on my door.



“Come-“ I was cut off my Brendon entering my room. Which was the size of a closet.



“Hey I'm having the guys over for practice so don't bother us.” He said.



“Do I ever bother you guys? They don't even know I exist.” I said rolling my eyes.



“No they don't.” He said and left. I've never even seen his friends. All I know is they make great music. He only started playing with them three months ago. I sat in my room for an hour writing down some stuff that came to my head until I heard a crash. I ran downstairs to the basement, Elena was already there. On the ground was my framed autographed poster of Brian May. The glass was broken and the paper was ripped.



“It's okay it's just my other sisters.” Brendon said then turned around. I was standing there with my hands clenched.



“I tried to spin with my bass, sorry.” This one kid said. I went over to him and grabbed his bass from his hands. I took it and threw it at the drum set. I grabbed the kid's throat and started squeezing.



“She doesn't talk.” Elena said which snapped me out of my trance.



“It's okay.” I said quietly and went over to pick up the pieces.



“Well might as well introduce you two to the guys.” Brendon said.



“On Bass we have Brent Wilson.” He said. Brent is on my list.



“On drums is Spencer Smith.” He said pointing to a kid in the back.



“And that one kid who's writing in a notebook is our guitarist, Ryan Ross.” He said. I froze when I saw him. He was the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen, and I was in the same room as him.



“These are my twin sisters, Elena and Nicole.” Brendon said.



“Hi it's nice to meet you guys.” Elena said. I was staring at Ryan's face as he was looking at her. He turned to me and I looked into his eyes.



“Umm hello Nicole?” Brendon said snapping. I snapped fast, which caused me to grab glass.



“Shit.” I said quietly grabbing my hand. Blood started pouring out of my palm. I ran upstairs, but heard Elena say, “What a dork.” And some laughs. I washed my hand and put a bandana over it. I walked into the kitchen to get some Red Bull and everyone was sitting out there.



“Are you okay?” Brendon asked.



“I'm fine.” I said grabbing a Red Bull.



“Hey that's my last one!” Brendon said taking it away from me.



“You're last one?” I said trying to grab it away.



“Yes.” He said walking over to his friends. Elena laughed. I was looking through the fridge to find something else to drink.



“Hey do you guys want to come to my birthday tomorrow! It's my sweet sixteen!” Elena said.



“Our sweet sixteen.” I said quietly but loud enough I guess because Elena said something back.



“Um no. My friends are coming. None of your friends.” She said.



“I hate you.” I said under my breath.



“What?” She said.



“I said what date are you… going to bring?” I said.



“Oh! I don't know! Hey Ryan, would you be my date?” She said. I grabbed a knife from the sink and walked over to her.



“Um sure!” He said and I closed the refrigerator door. She has to have everything.



“Hey Elena, can you make sure next time after you shave your armpits you change the razor? I went to take a shower today and I thought a mouse got caught on it!” I said smiling. Her jaw dropped and the guys started laughing. I grabbed the Red Bull from Brendon and started going to the living room to watch TV.



“Hey!” He said.



“Go jack off.” I said and turned on the TV. I set my Red Bull on the coffee table.



“Steal my Red Bull.” Brendon said and then I saw his body fly over the couch. Oh shit. He grabbed me and put me in a headlock.



“Stop it!” I said. He got on top of me and sat on my back so I couldn't breathe. He grabbed the back of my hair and pulled so my face was being pulled back.



“Say you're sorry!” he said.



“Jeez, it looks like you're raping her.” Spencer said. Elena was standing there laughing. Brendon let go of my head and put me in another headlock.



“Say, Brendon you're the best.” He said.



“No get off.” I said. I felt my shirt starting to ride up my stomach.



“Brendon get off! My shirt!” I said not finishing. He laughed.



“What, its not like you have boobs to show anyway!” He said pushing me and getting off. Could this be anymore embarrassing?



“Dude, we need to practice.” Brent said and they went back downstairs. Everyone left except Elena.



“That was some shit you pulled.” She said standing in front of the TV.



“I don't know what you mean.”



“That whole shaving thing. You're just trying to embarrass me.”



“No I'm not.”



“You do anything like that again, I'll kill you. I really like Ryan, he's so cute.” She said.



“Congratulations, going to put him on your possession rack just like you're other boy toys?”



“BRENDON! NICOLE THINKS ALL YOUR FRIENDS ARE DRUGGIES!” She yelled. I went up to my room and closed my eyes while hitting my head against the wall.

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Yay!
I liked it.
That's kinda how I feel sometimes.


Oh, and a boy named Pony--I can't remember--the Outsiders?
Whatever. I'm probably wrong anyway.

THANK YOU FOR ANOTHER STORY ITS GREAAAAAAAT

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Originally posted by The Purple Thingamabob:

Oh, and a boy named Pony--I can't remember--the Outsiders?
Whatever. I'm probably wrong anyway.

lol idk.
It's this play that me and my drama teacher wrote lol

most of my titles are random anyways lol

I LIKE THIS!!!
I reeeaally want to just pull Elena out and smack her in the face!
...I think that means your a awesome writer!

update soon? pwease?

Yay!
this is really good!
Why is everyone so mean to nicole?
Its so mean.
I wanna sock elena in da face

Wow. Thanks you guys. I got A's on my english papers, but I thought it was because Ms. Folliard loved me. 0_o


Chapter Two - There are plenty of girls out there, go to the bass pro shop.


“I'm sixteen!” I heard Elena scream which woke me up. I rolled over in my bed, which sent me on the floor. I got up and scrimmaged downstairs to the family room.



“Grandma and Grandpa are coming at noon. Party starts at 6 tonight.” My mom said checking her make up in the mirror.



“What time is it now?” I asked crashing on the couch.



“It's nine.” She said. Gross.



“I have to go get the coffee your grandparents like, you know what happens when I don't have it…” She said rolling her eyes.



“Oh yeah…” I said smiling.



“Happy Birthday Hun.” She said and left.



“Look what the cat coughed up.” Elena said coming into the room.



“Look what the pig shitted out.” I said looking at her.



“Why are you so weird?” She asked giving me that disgusting look.



“Why are you such a whore?” I said back.



“I am not a whore!”



“I am not weird then.” I said back.



“Brendon!” She whined.



“What do you want?” Brendon said coming in and sitting on the couch next to me.



“She called me a whore!” Elena said pointing at me.



“I did not!” I said back.



“Yes you did!”



“Why would I call you that? I'm the weird twin…” I said rolling my eyes.



“Leave her alone jeez.” Brendon said to Elena.



“I hate you!” She said to me.



“Fuck you.” I said and turned on the TV. Brendon laughed and propped his feet up on my lap. It was about 11:30 and I needed to get ready. I went upstairs and put on jeans and a sweatshirt.



“They're here!” I heard my mom yell. I went downstairs and my mom opened the front door.



“Hi grandma and grandpa.” We all said when they came in.



“Look at you!” My grandma said coming up to Elena.



“You've grown up to be such a beautiful young lady! Are you still dancing?”



“Yes!” She said smiling.



“Brendon! Is that you? You look so handsome!” She said coming up and squeezing his cheek.



“Thank you?” He said.



“How's your band coming along?”



“It's great! They just made me their singer.”



“That's amazing! You grow up so fast!” She said then walked over to me. She looked at me up and down.



“Don't wear so much eyeliner, you look like trash.” She said and walked over to the family room. Elena giggled. I started walking upstairs when my mom stopped me.



“Go make coffee for them!” She said. I went into the kitchen and started up the coffee. I went out into the family room to serve it to them.



“Come sit by me.” My grandpa said. I sat down next to him.



“Are you getting straight A's?” He asked.



“Yes.”



“You have a bright future ahead of you.” He said hugging me.



“Thanks grandpa.” I said hugging him back.



“Allison is going to Germany for the summer.” Elena said talking about one of her friends.



“Germans!” My grandpa yelled. He does this a lot, he was in World War 2.



“Sit down grandpa!” I said standing up.



“Get away from me Nazi!” He said and ran outside.



“Earl, sit down!” My grandma yelled.



“Shut up woman!” He said.



“You get back here you old cook! This ain't World War 2!” She yelled and after a while Brendon finally got grandpa to sit back down. After an hour it was time for them to go home. Except grandpa was already asleep in the chair.



“Grandpa, wake up!” Elena said, but he just kept snoring.



“Earl, its time to go home. EARL WAKE UP!” My grandma yelled hitting him with her bag.



“I told you not to wake me up when I'm napping woman!”



“If it weren't for me you'd be dead right now!”



“Well at least I would be away from you!!!”



“Do not talk to me like that! I am your wife!”



“Just die already!”



“I'm going to stuff a cannon down your throat while you're sleeping and light it!!”



“Woman, if you don't shut up soon you are going to wake up in a trash compactor!” He said getting up.



“That's great! Happy birthday kids!” She said and they left.



“I have to get ready for my party!” Elena squealed and we didn't see her for a few hours. I was in my room playing with my hair. Why you ask? I have no idea. I was looking through my wardrobe because my mom planned this whole thing on how Elena and I were going to walk down the stairs together. I found my dress, which I've worn once in my life. It was plain white with a black bow around the waist. I just left my hair down and stood in front of the mirror.



“Smile.” I said giving a cheesy smile.



“Nicole come on we have to go!” Elena said opening the door.



“I'm coming jeez.” I said following her. I heard people talking then we got to the stairway.



“Ryan looks so good!” She whispered as she started walking down the stairs. I pushed her down the stairs with all the force I had built up inside of me.



“Thank you guys for coming!” She said walking down the stairs. She looked like a princess, she was waving and was graceful with each step. I slumped down the stairs looking at the crowds of people that make fun of me on a daily bases. People went back to mingling and I went over to the corner of the room and sat down on the ground. I put my head in my knees.



“Happy Birthday.” I heard a voice say. I looked up and I saw Ryan. My eyes got really wide.



“So how's it like being 16?” He said extending his hand out. I was shaking as I grabbed it and he helped me up.



“Good.” I said.



“Planning on getting your license?”



“Yes.”



“Cool.” He said and it was kind of awkward. He's going to walk away if I don't say anything.



“You're really good at guitar.” I said. What the fuck?



“Thanks!”



“And Brendon told me you write all the songs. They're very good.” I said.



“Thanks, not to sound like a creeper, but I've heard you singing before.”



“Gross.” I said looking down at my feet.



“I like your voice, it's really pretty.” He said looking down at his shoes. My face turned bright red.



“Thank you.” I said nervously.



“Hey Ryan!” Elena said coming over with some punch in her hands.



“Hey.” He said.



“Whoops!” She said stumbling a bit and pouring the punch all over my dress. I grabbed her hair and started hitting her face.



“My bad!” She said and I felt a tear run down my cheek. I ran upstairs and locked myself in my room for the rest of the night.

D:
Poor Nicole!
Elena's such a bitch.

~I liked the update, even though I still want to punch Elena.

lol about grandpa

but elena is EVIL like the DEVIL in teenage girl form

anyway THAT WAS WONDERFUL SO UPDATE LIKE SUPER DUPER SOON OR...I WILL EAT HOBO

OMG i totally think like nicole. i imagine doing violent things but usually never carry them out (though i do sometimes) and i know girls like Elena. i scare them and do my best to make they're pitiful lives hell. what? oh sorry imagining something to do to my neighbor Snotty McPrissypants.
lol your a good author

i think about good come backs

but i usually think of them AFTER i said a lame come back

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Originally posted by scampluvsryan:
i think about good come backs

but i usually think of them AFTER i said a lame come back

I do that ALL the time.
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quote:

Originally posted by The Purple Thingamabob:

quote:

Originally posted by scampluvsryan:
i think about good come backs

but i usually think of them AFTER i said a lame come back

I do that ALL the time.
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lol i also think of things i should say to teachers

like i was listening to the song "i stand corrected" by vampire weekend and i was thinking "I SHOULD START SINGING THAT IF A TEACHER CORRECTS ME!" even though i usually do the correcting in the class room

quote:

Originally posted by scampluvsryan:
i think about good come backs

but i usually think of them AFTER i said a lame come back

Unfortuanatly for me, I get them right away, AND i say it out loud.

So i've gotten in trouble a couple times...

BUT

A lot of people think i'm funny and quick witted. So yay?

man....
this is really good!
update like NOW