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Probably Wouldn't Be This Way: 1
*Hey guys, it's Mary Cait. And yes, this is another story I came up with. I have another celebrity in here. His name is Andy Six or Andrew Dennis Biresack. He is the lead singer to a band called "BVB" or Black Veil Brides. I actually like that band, there awesome. So I was thinking about this idea for the longest time after getting into them. So, I hope you all like it. And I'm doing this story, 'Knives and Pens', 'I'm All Ready There...' and if you all want me to. I'll do some of my old stories. Just ask me which one you want and I'll see what I can do. So, enough talking, here we go ^-^* ~Part 1~ ---------------------------------------------------------------- "Probably wouldn't be this way, Probably wouldn't hurt so bad Never pictured every minutes, without you in Oh, you left so fast Sometimes I see you standing there, sometimes I feel an Angel's touch Feeling I'm so lucy to have had the chance to love this much, god's give me a moments grace If I've never seen your face, probably wouldn't be this way..." ---------------------------------------------------------------- (2010) â??Andy,â? I heard Mrs. Jackson say from the other room. â??Sheâ??s alright. And sheâ??s okay, you donâ??t have to worry. We are taking good care of her. Donâ??t worry.â? â??Alright, Katieâ?¦â? I could hear my brothers' deep voice on the other end of the phone. â??Just call me if thereâ??s any trouble with her, alright?â? â??I will dear, I will.â? Katherine said before hanging up on my brother. I rolled my eyes, Iâ??m 12, he has to stop being protective. I mean, isnâ??t that what our parents are for? True, this is the first time I never went on one of his tours with him. But he canâ??t be depended on me. I was in the other room with Paris watching TV drawing some pictures while the others were outside around the pool. She was drawing the â??BVBâ? sign for her brothers band. I think itâ??s always funny how they make the Bâ??s in the bandâ??s sign backwards. Donâ??t ask me why itâ??s funny, itâ??s just always has been funny for me. I looked over to Paris. She was deep into what she was doing. I looked over at her drawing to see her drawing her father. Sheâ??s a really good drawer. Must have gotten it from her father. I smiled to myself, but it faded when I saw the look on Parisâ?? face. It held sadness and hurt. I reached over and grabbed her hand. She looked over at me with a small smile. I did the same to her. â??Everything is going to be alright, Paris.â? I told her. â??Heâ??s in a better place now.â? â??I know, Rebeccaâ?¦I just really miss him. Thatâ??s all.â? She told me. â??I know Par. I know.â? Sheâ??s been having a hard time dealing with the lost of her father. All of us have actually. We got back to what we were doing when Prince ran into the house in his swim trunks holding a water gun. Paris and I jumped up at him doing that. We didnâ??t want to get squirted with water! â??Prince-â? Paris was about to say but was interrupted by her older brother. â??Câ??mon, itâ??s nice and sunny outside and you and Becca are in the house drawing!â? He said. My cheeks blushed at him mentioning my name. I always had a crush on Prince, but I never wanted him to know I did really. Heâ??s two years older then me. And I felt strange for having a crush on him because of our agesâ?¦even if itâ??s only a few years apart. It still feels strange to me. I have no idea, but the way Prince said that. It made me think back to the time I first came here. Mine and Andyâ??s father was good friends with Michael. It was about in 2004 when we first came here. I was no more then five back then and Andy was twelve. Paris was six, Prince was seven and little Blanket was just two-years-old at the time. I remember like it was only yesterday. ************* â??Michael, is it me or has you house gotten larger?â? Dad joked around. â??What?â? Michael asked him laughing. â??Iâ??m just saying,â? Dad started. â??The last time I was here, your house seemed pretty smaller then what it looks like now.â? â??Dad,â? Andy said. â??Itâ??s a house, it canâ??t get any larger.â? â??Nu-huh!â? I said looking at him. Andy held my hand while we were walking around the house. He looked down at me with a smile. â??Oh, then, Becca,â? He started. â??Do houses get bigger then?â? â??Yup!â? I said smiling. â??How?â? â??Because when a family gets bigger, so does the house. So it has room to fit all of the family in it.â? â??Youâ??re a strange younginâ??.â? Andy said hugging me to him, ruffling my hair while doing so. I pulled away from him to hear Dad and Michael laughing at us. I turned to them smiling. I looked behind Michael to see a girl a year older then me standing by the doorway to the kitchen holding a cookie in her hand. Michael turned around and smiled at her. â??Paris, come over and meet our friends.â? Michael said calling over to the little girl smiling. She came over and hide behind her father. She looked at me, and I did the same with Andy. Andy chuckled and pulled me in front of him at the same time Michael did to Paris. â??Paris,â? he started. â??This is Rebecca. Rebecca, this is my daughter Paris. Sheâ??s a year older then you, but I can tell you two will make great friends.â? Michael said. Paris and I looked at one another with a smile on our faces. Paris broke her cookie in half and handed a piece to me. â??Wanna piece?â? she asked me with a smile. â??Sure!â? I said doing the same accepting the cookie piece from her. Her and I giggled and ran off from the others hearing them chuckle as they started walking away. A while later, Paris and I were just sitting around coloring when a small boy with blonde, that seemed it was getting a hint of brown in their hair running in from outside. He saw me and Paris coloring. He raised an eyebrow towards us. â??Whoâ??s she?â? he asked pointing to me. I brought my head down, blushing. Prince actually was my first crush, hell, he still is my first crush actually. Paris got up and placed her hands on her small hips. â??Prince, Daddyâ??s said time and time again pointing isnâ??t nice!â? she snapped at her brother. â??Well, excuse me!â? He snapped back at her. â??I was just trying to see how on earth she was!â? â??My name is Rebecca Amelia Biresack.â? I said shyly. â??See, you know who she is now.â? Paris said going back over to me. She sat down and looked at her brother. â??Now go back outside and play with Omar!â? â??Make me!â? â??Iâ??ll get daddy, Prince!â? â??Go ahead!â? â??Dad-â? â??Enough you two.â? I heard a stern voice say walking into the room we were in. We all turned around to see Michael standing there along with my father and brother. â??Now whatâ??s going on here?â? Michael asked, eyebrow raised. â??Daddy,â? Paris started before Prince could get a word out. â??Me and Rebecca was trying to color when Prince came in and started bothering us!â? â??Prince,â? Michael said turning to his son. â??Is this true?â? â??No!â? Prince said crossing his arms. â??Then what really happened then?â? â??Alright,â? Prince said. â??It is true I came in, I was going to ask Paris if she wanted to play with me and Omar. And when I came in, I saw Rebecca sitting with Paris coloringâ?¦so I wanted to see who she was. And then Paris started fusing at me for no reason.â? â??Thatâ??s not true!â? Paris butted in. â??Is too!â? â??Is not!â? â??Is too!â? â??Not!â? â??Too!â? â??Not!â? Michael cleared his throat. Prince and Paris turned to him. Michael had his arms folded over his chest. â??I think you guys just need to say â??sorryâ?? to each other.â? he told them. They were about to protest when Michael gave them a stern face. They turned to each other and said â??sorryâ??. Prince tried all over again, he turned to me first. â??Hello, Rebecca. Iâ??m Prince, and itâ??s nice to meet you.â? he told me. â??Y-you, too.â? I said shyly. Paris came over and stood beside me. Prince went on again, â??And would you and Paris like to come play with me and Omar?â? I looked at Paris, she looked at me. We both turned around and looked at him. We smiled and shook our heads. Prince came over and grabbed my hand and lead me outside, Paris fallowing. This was going to be a great start into a friendship! ******************* â??BECCA!â? â??WHAT!?â? I jumped when I heard Paris scream my name close to my ear. I grabbed it and turned to her. â??What was that for, Par?â? â??You wouldnâ??t answer me so I did what I could do.â? She told me. â??And screaming into my ear was your best idea?â? â??Wellâ?¦yeah.â? â??I just want to know do you all want to come outside and swim with us?â? Prince asked. Paris and I turned around to look at him. We smiled and nodded our heads. â??Just give us time to get ready first, Prince.â? Paris said grabbing my hand. Prince nodded his head and left the room. Paris and I started running up the stairs to get ready, not knowing what was going to happen once we went outside. *How was that everyone? I thought it was kinda bad, but, I'll have more soon :) Bye for now.*
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