CHAPTER 1

"Isn't She?"

"I confess, I'm just messed up
dropping "I'm sorry" like you're still around
And I know you dressed up
hey kid you'll never live this down

And you're just the girl all the boys want to dance with
And I'm just the boy who's had too many chances

I'm sleeping on your folk's porch again, dreaming
She said, she said, she said, "Why don't you just drop dead?"

I don't blame you for being you
But you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
Kiss her, kiss her
I set my clocks early 'cause I know I'm always late

Write me off, give up on me
Cause darling, what did you expect
I'm just off a lost cause
a long shot, don't even take this bet

You can make all the moves, you can aim all the spotlights
Get all the sighs and the moans just right

I'm sleeping on your folk's porch again, dreaming
She said, she said, she said, "Why don't you just drop dead?"

I don't blame you for being you
But you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
Kiss her, kiss her
I set my clocks early 'cause I know I'm always late

(always on, always on)
You said you'd keep me honest
(always on, always on)
But I won't call you on it
(always on, always on)

I don't blame you for being you
But you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
Kiss her, kiss her
I set my clocks early 'cause I know I'm always late

I set my clocks early 'cause I know I'm always late."

The boys in the garage stopped playing their instruments. Aconite was the lead singer, and his twin brother Nightshade played keyboards and violin, both boys went by their nick names, Aconite was Acon and Nightshade was Shade. Acon was the more masculine of the two, and Shade the softer quieter brother, though both were beautiful beyond all doubt. Each had long curly black hair and almond shaped eyes that were a steel grey, with pale skin, tall lanky figures, and feminine curves.

Shade sat down next to Matt and began to dreadlock his long blond hair for him. He had been working on Matt's hair all weekend and was almost done.

"Stop twitching Matt." He muttered.

"I can't help it, my necks stiff." He tapped his drum sticks on the floor.

"Cry baby." A.J. said smirking and sat next to his bass. "Somebody needs to go to the store again, Matt needs more dippers." Everyone snickered as matt through a drum stick at him. Acon smirked and sat next to his brother and began to help him as well.

"what are you doing tonight?" A.J. asked and stretched out on the old beat up couch. His tan skin was shiny from sweat and his short spiked black hair was loosing its sharp spike, from all the hard playing he had done, but his brown eyes were laughing still.

"Mom's making us meet the Sperm Donor." Acon growled.

Shade blushed at the name. "Don't call him that. It's nasty."

"We can't call him dad. He hasn't been a dad at all, hell he wasn't even there when we where born."

Shade shrugged. It was true, but they didn't have to call the man such a disgusting name.

"I can't believe she wants us to live with him." Acon growled and yanked harshly on a cored of Matt's hair as he moved again. Matt yelped, and Acon apologized quietly after getting a death glare from Shade.

"Any ways," Shade began, "That's about it really." They finished Matt's hair, who gratefully got up and stretched. Shade began to braid his own hair and yawned. "Acon did you finish your song?"

"Yeah." He muttered.

"What's wrong with it now?" Shade sighed and rolled his eyes. For the last two months Acon had been writing a song no one was aloud to read. And almost every week of those two months he had found something wrong with it and began stressing out. No one even knew what the song was about or what it was for. Just that it meant a lot to Acon.

"My voice." He grumbled. "It's too deep to sing it."

Once again Shade rolled his eyes. "I hate to break it to you brother, but you're not as manly as you think." It was true. While he was more masculine in looks then Shade-which wasn't very hard to do- he was still extremely feminine.

Acon shoved him off the couch, and Shade winced as he landed on the cold hard floor. "That was uncalled for." He muttered as the others laughed.

Acon got up. "Let's go home and get ready. God this is going to suck." He sighed. Shade got up and waved at Matt and A.J.

"See you tomorrow." Shade said smiling. They went out to the small for door car and got in the front seats. "You know that if we're caught, were dead right?" He asked his to young to drive legally brother.

"Who says were going to get caught? Besides nobody cares. This little town has no rules."

He sighed. Acon was right. Culver City on the ocean –literately on the pacific oceans shore- had no rules that couldn't be bent for the population of 500. Besides, the town's sheriff was in love with the boy's mother.

But it wasn't the sheriff Shade was worried about that would get them in trouble- it was their mother. She didn't like them driving underage. If they were caught they were in for all hell.

They drove for five minutes blasting music, and pulled up to their small two bedroom house with a beautiful view of the ocean. There was a fancy car in the driveway.

"Must be the bill collectors." Acon said, though he didn't sound all too sure.

Shade shrugged and they both got out and went inside, only to stop in their tracks. A solid built man in a suit sat on their old beat up sofa looking uncomfortable. His black hair was short and nicely kept, but had some grey in it to mach his eyes. Their mother Dixie Lee sat on the recliner looking frail and tired but just as beautiful as ever. Her skin was an unhealthy pale and her green eyes were weary and pained, her black hair was swept up in a bun with a small wrap around it to hide the places where it had fallen out. But even though it was obvious she was sick she still had a beautiful face with high cheek bones and full lips, graceful bone structure and a beautiful aura around her. Before the sickness she had been a wild, funny, care free woman full of spirit and energy. She had been an artist, not with paint all the time but also by making beautiful trinkets out of old

junk. The house was full of her crafts. Sometimes you could see it in her eyes still, when she was having one of her very few good day's.

"Boy's." She said with a smile. Shade kissed her cheek and continued to stare cautiously at the man. Acon stood behind his mother, with a hand on his shoulder.

Shade unconsciously leaned into his brother's side, a habit he had had since he was little when ever he was scared or uncertain. Acon took his hand and gave it a squeeze.

"Boy's," Dixie Lee started again. "This is your birth father Gabriel Landon. Gabe these are Aconite and nightshade." She pointed to each boy once their names were said.

"Aconite and Nightshade?" Gabriel asked. "What kind of names are those?" he asked with furrowed brows.

"Our kind." Acon growled. "We like them."

"I didn't mean any disrespect." He said.

"What ever. We go by shade and Acon. And if you don't like those ones either than I cant help you."

"Acon, please be nice." Dixie Lee said softly.

"What ever. I'm going to take a shower. I've got grease all over me."

He turned and started walking to the boys room, shade stared another moment before going after him.

"Can you believe his reaction to our names? He didn't like them he should have been there to name us himself." He growled angrily and grabbed a towel.

"Calm down Acon, that's every ones reaction to our names. Remember? They are odd names." He put his hand on his brother's shoulder and gave a soft smile. Acon's hard face softened.

"You smile like mom used to." He said and put his head on his shoulder. Shade stroked his hair gently.

"I know your scared Acon. I don't want to leave her either. Bu t we don't have any choice and it's what she wants. At one point she saw something good in him, or she wouldn't have ended up with us. So maybe he's not as bad as you think. Or do you not trust mom's judgment any more?"

"Be quite." He muttered and wrapped his arms around his brother's thin waist. He was quite for a moment. "She's not going to get any better is she?" He asked.

"No, I don't think she is."

"She's going to die isn't she?'

"Yes. And so will you and so will I."

"But she's going to die soon isn't she?"

"Yes." He said softly. He could feel Acon's warm breath on his neck.

"And were going to have to live with him aren't we?"

"Yes."

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BR> the song is not mine it is from fall out boy and i hope you injoyed this chapter though it was really short! Chap. 2 should be out soon!