Seize the Day

*Prologue*
Zack Baker was a normal 18-year-old boy. He was in a band, was covered in tattoos, had a girl friend he cheated on and he didn't plan on going to collage…okay well maybe not completely normal. Matt was Zack's best friend. He was lead singer for their band Avenged Sevenfold and he was also dating Helena. Brian was another one of Zack's friends. He played lead guitar for the band while Zack played rhythm. Jimmy was the drummer and he was the all around comedian of the group. He was always happy. Johnny was the bassist and he always seemed to get the ladies. Every one in the band usually had long period relationships but not Johnny. He wanted see how many other fish were in the sea. Helena was also 18. She and Matt had been together since the 6th grade and although she was young she was in love and planned on spending her life with him. Lastly, there was Phoebe. She was 16 and was Helana's younger sister. She had beautiful brown eyes like chocolate. Her skin was the color of caramel. Phoebe got along with her sister most of the time but to her, Helena's friends were just asses. That was fine with her though… she lived with it.

*Phoebe's Point of View*
I went downstairs. The music was blaring so loud I could literally feel the ground move beneath my feet. My parents were both away on their annual trip to England. They would not be back in a month at least, and as always Helena took advantage of our parents' absence. She was throwing another one of her extremely-loud, extremely- long-parties.
I cut through the crowd and headed over to the fridge to see if I could get some water…Never mind… of course I couldn't. The fridge was packed with beer. I went to go look for my sister. Teenagers everywhere. They were making out on the couches, shooting up, downing beer. This was so illegal and I'm predicting that it won't be long before the neighbors call the cops and end this party themselves.
"Leave it to Helena," I mumbled to myself. I went upstairs and opened my sister's bedroom door, only to find her and Matt making out half-naked on her bed. I quickly shielded and backed out of the room.
"Get out!" Helena said as she stormed over with great speed and slammed the door in my face.
"So much for a drink of water," I went back down stairs to see if I could at least turn down the music. I mean seriously I don't want to be a stick in the mud but come on. It's almost 12 o' freaking clock. The cops will be here anytime soon and let's just say that if I don't take charge things won't end very well for either Helena or me.
I got to the stereo. Zack also known as Zacky Vengeance was blocking it.
"Zack move!" I tried to yell over the music but that was useless. The speakers made the music deafening. "What?" he mouthed. I repeated myself but it was still no use.
Suddenly, Zack pulled me into the bathroom across the hall and closed the door.
"What do you want bitch?" Zacky questioned rudely with a smile on his face. I was used to the unnecessary name-calling. All of Helena's friends were jerks to me.
"Could you please turn down the music?" I pleaded, "I'm trying to do my homework."
Zack looked at me in a way that made me feel as if he knew I was lying.
"I'm sure I could …" he tapped his index finger against his chin as if in deep thought. "But I won't. Does that work for you?" His smile turned into a grin. "But tell you what, kido, I want to get out of here and I'm sure you do too so let's go get something to eat or go some where..." he trailed off apparently buzzed.
I was stunned.
"Are you being nice to me or is it just the beer?" I asked in disbelief.
"Um…no…neither…Now get in the car bitch." We cut through the immense crowd and headed for his car.
The inside of his car was torn up and old. From the exterior I couldn't even tell what type of car it was. The inside's seats had torn upholstery and there were stains of god knows what on the seats. I paused before stepping into the car but I looked at Zack's impatient eyes and finally gave in.
While backing out of the drive way I knew Zacky was staring at me. I had always had a crush on him. His green eyes had a shade so deep that if your really looked into them you'd almost feel as if you were drowning. They were breath taking. His silky black hair came into his face and off to the side. He had a bridge nose ring and two lip rings. Many people thought he was the cutest one in the band. Duh! Only a stupid person could say he wasn't. (this is Phoebe's opinion. Not mine I love all the guys so could u Syn gates fans and Johnny lovers not egg my house?) We pulled up to a near by McDonald's.
*Zacky's Point of View*
As I walked next to her, I noticed how hot she looked. Her curly black hair shone in the moonlight. I couldn't lie that whenever I was near her my gaze stayed in one place. Too bad too, she would never know how I felt about her and we would probably never have a real relationship or friendship for that matter.
Helena was one of my best friends since like kindergarten and I couldn't risk loosing her because of some screw up with her sister, and plus, I had a girlfriend, Tasha. She was rich, she was smart, and she was blonde…a very rare combination.
We stepped into the brightly lit store. I had to squint a little just to be able to see straight. It was also deserted but that made sense. It was midnight and I'm sure all the normal people in the world were tucked away in their beds.
"What do you want to eat bitch?" I asked her looking up at the lighted menu.
"Nothing really, I just wanted to get out of that hell hole..." There was a silence.
Trying to keep our figure are we? I thought to myself. I couldn't help but smile. We sat at an empty table.
"So how's school going?" I asked trying to start some small chat. At first she didn't answer and then she gave me a look of "are you kidding me, Zack?"
"First of all, why do you call me a 'bitch'? My name is Phoebe. Also why do you and the guys hate me so much? What did I ever do to you?" I thought about what to say for a second. I didn't want to seem stupid.
"You were born our best friend's little sister…" Yeah…that was stupid.
She rolled her eyes with a sigh and just stared out the window. We sat there in a very awkward and uncomfortable silence. Since this thing was going absolutely nowhere, I decided we should head back over to the house.
We walked in to find the place completely trashed. Jimmy, Brian, Johnny and Matt all had garbage bags full of beer bottles and cans. They were cleaning up the aftermath.
"Where the hell were you? Helena is looking all over the place for you, Stupid slut!" Matt as always was taking his sexual frustrations out on Phoebe.
"Hey, hey, hey, that's not nice." I separated the two. I gave Matt a wide grin. "Well night-night bitch it's bed time for you." I ordered her up stairs. She gave me a demented little look. "Would you like it better if your sister came home and told you that?" I said this trying to sound threatening. She headed up stairs.

*Matt's Point of View*
"So where did you go with her?" I asked Zack a suspicious glare was on my face.
"Nah dude it wasn't like that," He laughed back "I was just bored so I went to get something to eat; the little duckling just had to tag along." We all kept at clearing away the junk on the floor.
My feelings toward Phoebe were strange. She was like a sister to me…kind of. If she ever got hurt, I would help her because I loved her sister and because she was like a sister to me. Yet I couldn't help acting like an obnoxious jerk around her. It was hard to explain.
Suddenly the door burst open and in walked Helena.
"Is she here?" she asked annoyed.
"Yeah she's upstairs sleeping," I walked over and held her. "Don't bother getting angry she just tagged along to get something with Zack." I kissed her lightly on the cheek. She accepted this answer.
Helena then grabbed a bag and started to help with the rescue effort of her living room. My feelings for Helana were certain though. I loved her. I always have. She was my light on a rainy day. If she weren't around my life would be pretty damn cloudy.

*The Next Day*
*Zacky's Point of View*
I packed up my Schecter custom guitar. Matt and Helena were talking in the corner laughing. Gradually she began to look over at me. I tried to avoid her eyes because I knew she was going to ask me for a favor. Without warning she approached me smiling. Oh boy…
"Hey Zack do you think you could pick Pheobie up from school today? I would but Matt said, 'he had a surprise'…and you know how I just love surprises!" she gave me the Pretty Please…You are my best friend look.
"Okay..." I said in a disappointed tone of voice.
"Thanks Hun!" she hugged me and then bounced out of the garage with Matt. I wasn't disappointed at all though. I grabbed the keys and ran out to my car.
As I approached the ole' Huntington Beach High School I remembered all the good times we had there; Matt and I getting drunk on the brakes, enormous mass fights…Jimmy running around terrorizing everyone, including me. Good times…good times.
I spotted Phoebe and honked the car horn. She came over cautiously.
"Where's Helana?" she examined the inside of the car.
"She told me to pick you up." I peered at the sunlight. Phoebe didn't move. "Come on I won't bite…" She mumbled something underneath her breath and reluctantly got into the car.
We drove back to her house. I sat there for a second staring at the white siding of her garage expecting her to her to get out of my car, but instead when I looked over she was sleeping soundly. I did not want to wake her up and have to deal with her constant bitching so I stepped out of the car, opened her door and began the process of bringing her into her room.
It took longer than I expected and she was heavier than I expected, but I finally worked my way upstairs and laid Phoebe onto her bed. I stared at her for a second. It was the perfect picture. The setting Orange County sun on her peaceful and motionless body.
I decided I'd get some beer and watch TV in her room for a while.

*1 hour later*
I began to slowly fall asleep. I looked down at the small pile of beer cans on the grond and began to doze again. I woke myself up just in time and thought: I could sleep here on this lumpy ass couch…or I could go on over to "Princess Phoebe's" bed and make things a little more interesting. (See kids, this is why grown-ups tell you not to drink when you get older). I staggered along over to her bed and flopped down next to her. Wow, she is one hell of a sleeper if she couldn't feel that. I closed my eyes. Dark.

*Phoebe's Point of View*
I woke up. Was I dreaming? There was Zacky right in front of my eyes, sleeping…drooling a little but more the less sleeping right next to me. I just laid for a couple seconds in awe. I leaned over and touched his face. Almost like a reaction to my touch, his eyes opened immediately and almost monochromatically, Helena walked in. Zack suddenly jumped up and looked at me laying there. "What the fuck!" They both screeched.