The Black Roses
Have you ever been in love? Horrible
isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens up your chest
and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get
inside and mess you up. You build up a whole suit of armour,
so that nothing can hurt you. Then one stupid person, no
different from any other stupid people, wanders into your
stupid life... You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask
for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or
smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love
takes hostage. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves
you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like "maybe we
should just be friends" turns into a glass splinter working
its way into your heart. It hurts. It's not just in the
imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real
gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.
"Hurry up Josh!" I
screamed at the top of my voice from the bottom of the
stairs. "I know you love her, but this is ridiculous."
"Don't worry; they won't be doing anything..." Alex's voice
trailed off when he looked at my angry expression. Trust me,
never get on my bad side; once a bimb- I mean cheerleader
tripped me up, I punched her in the face. Well somebody had
to do it. Shaking my head, I walked up the stairs to his
bedroom door. I took a deep breath and said
"If you don't come
out in ten seconds, I'm gonna come in." I heard bumping as
they tried to clean up... but it wasn't from his room.
Confused, I ran down the corridor to my bedroom. I busted
into the room to find Harry and his new FWB,Sammy, on my bed.
My bed! I grabbed Josh and shook him viciously.
"We're going in
half an hour and you're still with Sammy. In my bed!" I spat
in his face, my voice crescendoing in anger. He looked
sheepish as he scrambled to find his clothes. I held back a
smirk at his reaction as I walked back down the corridor and
into the hallway. Alex shot a sympathetic look at me and
looked disgusted as Harry emerged from the staircase barely
five minutes later.
"I hope you
changed the sheets" I said through narrowed eyes. Alex placed
a hand on my shoulder, to stop me from killing Harry as he
led me outside.
shouted as I climbed into the front passenger seat of our new
van. Alex climbed into the drivers' seat and shot me a
"What? Since we're
going to America, I might as well try the lingo" he rolled
his eyes and put our new van into drive as Harry was putting
on his seatbelt behind me. He was smart to sit in the back;
if he'd have driven, my actions would kill us all. We'd just
bought a Nissan primastar van second-hand to store our band
equipment in for gigs.Next was
Harry. He had cropped sandy hair and azure eyes. He played the
piano with an exceptional edge. Even though I would never say
this to his face, when he played it, he was so good that he
sent a shiver down my spine and I could feel my eyes prickle
with tears. See? That's why I don't tell him, He'd just pick on
me immorally. I was obviously in it also, my name was Alice and
I had shoulder length curly red hair and green eyes. No other
family members had red hair. I looked more Irish then English,
maybe I should change my name to Maggie...
I guess I should start by explaining about the band. We
consisted of Jess and Alex who were twins, yet looked
completely different; While Alex had cerulean blue eyes and
shaggy blond hair, Jess had long curly brown hair and dark
brown eyes. They both was the same build though; tall and
lanky. Both musically gifted. No joke. Alex was a first-rate
guitarist and Jess played the drums with attitude.
Anyway, my talent, or lack of, was singing, badly I might add.
Everybody said I have the voice of an angel, but I knew I
didn't. I could also play the violin, but nobody knew that. One
day, when we were jamming, we decided to form a band. Our name?
The black roses. It wasn't based on the stone roses- even
though they are awesome- it was based on our love for the night
world series. Don't ask why we named it that, we just did. Now
I bet you're wondering where we were going. We were flying from
Manchester airport to the big apple. Yup, we were going to New
York. I couldn't wait! I have always wanted to go to New York,
so since Josh figured that we would do great in America we all
agreed. Jess only wanted to go for the shopping...well that and
the music, but she loved shopping more. Their parents sort of
agreed but on one condition, we had to get into Julliard. And
guess what? We did! And now we were picking up jess from her
house. Alex piped the horn and Jess jumped into her seat in the
back, leaving her suitcase on the pavement. She gave Alex a
pointed look and he sighed and loaded her suitcase in the back.
After getting back into his seat, Alex drove off. We were
leaving the van at the port and getting it shipped to NYC along
with all our instruments while we flew over.
So here we are, at gate three waiting to board the plane. We
had another hour to wait, so Jess being Jess, dragged me to the
shops. We looked in WHSmiths for sweets, drinks and magazines.
And upon learning that they didn't have biscuits in America,
only cookies, I decided to stock up on them. And when I say
stock up, that's exactly what I mean. I got rich tea, hobnobs
and chocolate digestives. My mouth watered at the thought. I
got Harry a colouring book to keep him busy, seriously, if you
didn't keep him occupied, he would start bouncing off the
walls. I pitied Alex having to sit next to him for the next
five hours... Or did I?