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Midnight Sun

Chapter Two

*Brian’s POV*

I smiled as I closed out of MSN.

'Would Zacky would think it's creepy if I asked for his phone number?'

“SYNYSTER GATES! JOHNNY, JORDAN, JAMIE, AND JACOBY ARE HERE!” Suzy yelled, very loudly.

I stood up and out of my desk chair and closed my laptop. I looked down at my red and black swim trunks. I stuck my hand in my pocket to see if I had my phone and wallet, I did. I pulled on a black wife beater.

I jogged down the stairs as best as I could without falling on my face. As I walked off the last step I found myself looking at my friends and family and boyfriend, I smiled.

Jordan pointed to the door obviously annoyed with waiting. I waved to McKenna, my sister and my mom. My dad was out at his guitar shop.

We walked to the corner across from the pool and waited for the cars to stop and the walkers sign to go green.

Jamie nudged my arm with her shoulder and pointed her chin towards a blonde girl, a really buff guy, and a tall, lanky dude. He's the one who shouted, “I like dem bid titties on face!” Everyone, including us, who heard him looked like O.o.

When the walker light flashed green we ran across the street. We signed into our pool accounts. You had to have a membership to swim. We walked to our lockers and put our shit in them.

We jumped in the pool. About six hours later Jamie yelled, “HOLY FUCK! IT”S EIGHT O'CLOCK!”

“We're screwed unless we call to go to someone's house.” Jacoby, who had his legs wrapped around waist, said.

“He's right!” Jordan said faking enthusiasm.

We all got out of the pool and walked to the lockers. We pulled out ours towels and dried off. We pulled on our clothes as fast as possible. Jamie who was already had said we go to her house. Jacoby had left as soon as we said this was a public, for us, event.

By the time we were done putting our clothes on and our parents agreed to let us go to Jamie's, we were already at the park. It was only five minutes from her house so we were close. And really tired.

“Hey look! It's cat.” Johnny said. He pointed to a small Siamese kitty, yes I Brian Haner said kitty, with bright green eyes.

“Oh shit... It's raining! Do think my mom would mind if we brought him home and out of the rain?”

“No.” that was everyone's answer, Jay's mom loved animals.

Jordan went to pick him up. The cat stepped back and hissed.
“Stupid damn cat!” Jordan yelled at it.

“You probably scared it.” Johnny said.

“Then you pick it up!”

“Hell to the no!”

“Shut up!” Jamie yelled and she went to pick up the cat. It didn't hiss or try to bite her, but it stepped back.

“Syn... hello? Earth to Brian Haner.” I realized I was spaced out and said, “Sorry Jay.”

Jamie sighed and said, “See if you can pick him up.” Her voice was calm and unaffected by Jo and Johnny's yelling. They were yelling at each other,

I tried to pick up the cat but it hissed and I jerked my hand back.

“Just talk to it or something I wanna go home.” Jordan snapped at me, she had a fighting Johnny in a headlock. Poor, poor midget.

“Hi, um, I'm Brian Haner Jr. and my friends call me Synyster Gates.” The cat seemed to be thinking about how many people there are with my name. Cats can't think about that, right? He seemed to make his decision and he looked at me with knowing eyes. Weird. He walked into my arms when I tried to pick him up again.

“We'll leave the window open, so he can leave when it stops raining.” We were soaked.

“His name is Vengeance.”

“How do you know Johnny?” He had gotten out of Jo's headlock.

“Because Jordan... it has tags.” Vengeance did have tags. They were red.

“Let's go home so we can take showers!” Jamie said, kicking up her leg like a cheerleader.

“Yes!” we agreed.

Can cat's snuggle cause it seemed that's what Vengeance did in my arms.
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Chapter by: the american average

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