That evening, I snuck up to my room without anyone seeing me except my brother, Hunter. "I thought you were supposed to be painting the garage?" he said following me to the doorway of my room. "Well, I'm going out. Won't be home 'till nine-thirty." He scoffed as I smirked slamming the door in his face. I straightened my hair and put on black leather pants, a white t-shirt, and a denim jacket. When I left the house Hunter was shooting a basketball in the driveway, "Dad will be home at eight. I won't tell if you're back by seven-forty-five." "You better not tell period."

You on the way?

I looked at my phone and saw Brendon's text from about five minutes ago. I typed as fast as I could before the light turned green.

Yeah, be ready in 5

I pulled up in the driveway of someone I've never met before and looked in the mirror to make sure I looked half decent. Why must you do these things Madyilyn? Best case scenario, I don't embarrass myself in front of 3, potentially-cute, boys I've never met. Worst case scenario, I get raped and murdered. My trust factor is the highest thing since Bob Marley.

I hopped up to the door and gently knocked on it as I tugged on my hair. A cute-ish boy I'd never met before opened the door and looked me up and down. He looked behind him and yelled,"Brendon, that girl you invited is here!" After a moment he came to the doorway as his friend let me in.

"Hey, guys this is Mick."  I'm going to kill him. Brendon put his arm around me,"This is Spencer, Jon, and Ryan, guys this is Mick." he said pointing to them individually. So Ryan is the cute one. He set me on the couch in front of the band and went to the microphone. "So what will you be performing today?" I asked crossing my legs and smirking. "Music," Brendon said matching my expression.

After they played a rock-type song, Brendon looked at me for my approval. "I liked it. Who wrote it?" Ryan raised his hand and I gave him a thumbs up. I knew Brendon could sing but I didn't know he could sing that well, but what's a little teasing."You were good too, but ease off the mic a bit." He raised an eyebrow and grabbed my hand, pulling me from the couch,"Well then you try." My mouth fell open in protest as he pulled me up to the microphone stand. "No! It's not my band," I whined. I couldn't sing and he knew it. He wanted to humiliate me. That was probably the purpose of the whole night.

"Come on leave her alone," Spencer said hiding the laughter in his voice. My hand was let go and he pushed me back on the couch,"I'll spare you. Ms. Archer." I threw my bracelet at Brendon as the rest of the boys laughed at me."You're not getting it back either!" he said putting it on. I rolled my eyes as they began to play another song, with Brendon farther from the microphone.

"You kind of embarrassed me tonight." I said helping Brendon put his guitar into the trunk of his car. He laughed  little and put his hand on my shoulder, turning my body to face his. "We've been friends for a long time now. You should have know I would do that." "Well," I said moving his arm and letting it fall down by his side, " I didn't. I thought you would be a bit nicer than that." He slammed the trunk and leaned against it, "I know that embarrassment isn't your biggest fear, unless...you're trying to impress someone." His little grin made me sick. "Who is it," he poked me in the arm. 

I leaned next to him as he sighed, "You need a boyfriend." My head snapped in his direction as I pushed him, causing him to trip a little. "People think we go out! That's weird. I would never...never." I scoffed,"and you're no Leonardo DiCaprio either, jerk." After a brief moment of silence he taped my hand, " I just needed to break the ice with you and the guys, that's all. I felt an awkward vibe. You were a stranger in this world." My head dropped," I felt weird too," I bundled myself up in my jacket, "I thought I was being lured into some horrible trap."

"I wouldn't do that to you," he hugged me from the side,"you can trust me. You have my trust, I want yours in return." I smiled a little,"Okay." He went to the door of his car opening it as I walked away. "You never said I wasn't hot!" he shouted as Ryan came out to join him. Before he got in the car he caught an obscene gesture from me my mom would have grounded me for, but he just laughed and drove away.  I was at the e.d of my rope with him, but he always had another in his back pocket.

When Brendon introduced Mick I always imagine Ryan, Jon, And Spencer as Laurens, Lafayette, and Mulligan at the end of Arron Burr, Sir ;)