Isye and Ryan were laying in bed,
"God, Brendon is so pissy lately." Ryan said
Isye laughed softly and agreed with him. "It might be that
time of the month. I swear he's the one with PMS."
Ryan laughted, stroking her hair lovingly. "Na, he just needs
Isye smiled. "Ya think?"
"Yeah. That's what I needed. Plus, I've known him
Isye gave him a look. "Yeah, you're right. You're his best
friend, I'm just his twin."
"Right." Ryan laughed. "Sorry babe."
Isye smiled, looking at the wall. "You're right though, he
does need a girl and I might know one to fit the bill." She
rolled off of the bed. "I'll be right back Rybabe." She laid a
soft kiss on his cheek.
"Okay." Ryan was only a little lost but smiled and laid back.
Isye was his, every crazy inch of her.
Isye left the room, crossing the living room and knocked on
her twin's door, fully aware that he was still awake. "Bden?" She
heard a mumble and opened the door witha a smile. Her twin was
sitting on his bed, laptop in hand-well lap.
She plopped down beside him. "I figured it
He raised a lazy eyebrow, not prying his eyes from the
"Don't give me that eyebrow raise mister."
He rolled his eyes, taking a swig from the can on Red Bull
sitting on his night stand. "Fine, what have you figured out,
crazy sister of mine?" Brendon turned, set his laptop aside and
stared intently at Isye, mock concentration all over his
She ignored his sarcasm and continued, "You need a
His back straightened. "What?"
"I said you need a-"
"I heard what you said smart one." He threw an irritated look
at his meddlesome twin. "And no, I do not need a
She smirked. "Yes you do, bad enough that your denying it.
Admit your feelings, Bden!!" She got up from his bed and began
dancing around it.
He took another drink of his Red Bull. "Fine. And what do you
plan on doing about it, Isabella Marie?"
She laughed. "We're going out tonight."
Brendon snorted. "My ass." He picked up his laptop and
Isye grabbed his laptop from him and carefully set it on the
bedside table, then reached for Brendon.
"Fine, fine. I'm up. But I get to take a shower before we
She pushed him out of his room, towards the bathroom. They
both laughed when Brendon leaned back against Isye, nearly
knocking them both over. Once Brendon was inside the bathroom,
Isye walked back to the room she shared with Ryan.
"Babe we are going out." She said, smiling
Ryan blinked. "Now?"
She rolled her eyes. "Yes, I have to introduce Brendon to
Ryan was now very confused. "Who are you talking
"You will see. Although in retrospect, I don't know why I
didn't introduce you guys to her earlier. She's
Ryan scratched his head and Isye smiled. "Get out of bed and
get dressed." She ordered playfully.
He reluctantly got up and got re-dressed in black pants,
ruffled shirt, a tie and a patterened vest. He turned to his side
table where he retrieved two garters to pull them up his
Isye dressed in tight pants and a white cammie with a loose
black tie. She walked into the bathroom, finding Brendon brushing
his teeth. "Bden, dress up a little bit. We will probably be
going to a party."
He spit. "Okay. Now do you mind telling about this
Isye gave him a fake confused look.
"Isabella Marie, my twin, I have known you since forever. I
know you are playing matchmaker. So, tell me about her." He
looked at her knowingly, keeping a firm grasp on the towel around
Isye laughed. "No. You have to talk to her."
Brendon growled as she stuck her tongue out at him. "You, my
sister, are a pain in my-"
"Hey!" She frowned. "That's not nice."
He rinsed his mouth with mouthwash before pecking her on the
nose. "I love you anyways. Even though you pick on
He walked out. "I love you too!" She called to his
Brendon disappeared into his room for only a few minutes
before emerging in tight black jeans and a black dress shirt. He
walked into the living room to find Ryan and Isye engaged in a
heated game of tonsil hockey. He cleared his throat. "So, who is
Isye looked at him. "What? Oh, I am of course! I am the
master. I taught Ryan everything he knows." She squeaked when
Ryan poked her side.
Brendon gave them a disgusted look. "I sooo didn't wanna know
Ryan looked up at Brendon from Isye. "Why did you ask if you
knew you were not going to like the answer?"
Brendon made a face. "Good point."
Isye laughed at the face Brendon made. "Alright boys, enough
flirting let's go!"
Ryan laughed and Brendon rolled his eyes. They were almost
out the door and Brendon turned around as if he had forgotten
something. He headed straight for the kitchen and the
Isye grabbed his arm. "No, Brendon."
"Why not?" He pouted.
"Because I said so." She pulled him towards the door and he
broke away, running towards the kitchen before Isye could recover
her grip on him. He hurtled over the couch, Isye groaned.
He grabbed a Red Bull out of the fridge, pulling the tab. He
took a long gulp and walked calmly back over to a silently
laughing Ryan and irritated Isye. "What?"
Ryan rolled his eyes. "You have an addiction."
"No I don't!"
Isye smiled, pulling the door open. "He is in
Brendon frowned. "Am not."
"Whatever." Ryan said.
Isye pulled out her phone as they walked down the hallway.
She dialed Ryan.
Brendon looked at his sister, then at his best friend in
"Where are you?"
"At home why?"
"Company?" Isye asked into her phone.
Brendon grew more and more confused as the conversation
"Do I have any? No. Do I want any? I'm not sure. I was
working on something though."
"Wrong. There is a party tonight. Me and you are there. Plus
I've got someone I want you to meet."
"Isye." Ryro pleaded.
"Ryro." Isye mocked her.
"Fine." Ryro gave in, knowing Isye would not have taken no
for an answer.
"Good, we will be there in twenty."
"See ya Ryro." Isye hung up as they got to the parking
Ryan jogged ahead. "We are taking the
Isye rolled her eyes. "Whatever, I call
Brendon gave her a shrug when she looked to see his
disappointment in having to sit in the back. "Duh, you have to
"You take all the fun out of picking on you, you know that?"
Brendon smiled triumphantly and slid into the back seat. Isye
and Ryan both got in and they were off. Isye gave directions and
they ended up at a nice apartment complex with a classic-looking
black Cadillac out front.
Inside the apartment, Ryro was sitting on her bed, typing on
her laptop. She had just gotten out of the shower, she had a
towel wrapped around her head and one around her body. She'd
gotten out of the shower and was inspired. She nearly slipped,
running out to her laptop to write "Important
Her apartment was a studio, small like she liked it. Her bed
was next to the wall at the foot of ther bed with clothes strewn
all over in true artist fashion. The kitchen was separated from
the rest of the apartment by a small island. The was were a deep
red with black furniture and trim and covered with posters of her
favorite bands, like her best friend's twin's band: Panic! at the
Disco. Also Papa Roach, Hawthorne Heights, Fall Out Boy, Paramore
and Three Days Grace.