Trace Cyrus {Fell in love tonight} 01

“Addie, Addie, ADDIEEEEE!”

“What mom?” I paused 3oh!3 and went to the banister to see what my mom was yelling at.

“Mason has some friends coming over, you might want to put something presentable on.. and maybe some lip gloss.

“Fine” I hate when she does this. I don’t really care about my brothers gay friends. Plus I really don’t look that bad. I have on a pair of antique wash skinny jeans and my scary kids scaring kids shirt. My beach blond hair, wavy from the salt water was pulled back into a loose pony tail.

But because I’m so sick of fighting with my mom , I just changed into cute v neck shirt I got at urban outfitters the other day and dabbed on some smashbox lip gloss. And took my hair out of the hair band and let it fall in waves around my face.

I went back to my computer and turned my iTunes back on, and continued to write the history paper that is due next Tuesday. I finally got my rhythm going, read a sentence, figure out how to rephrase it, type, repeat, when mason busts into my room.

“Hey Addie this is Ant, Blake, and Trace. We started a band! So I figured you should know them since they’ll be over a lot.” Mason says leaning against my wall.

“Guys this is my little sis Addison.” He says looking from the guys to me.

“Very cool, do ya’ll have a band name yet?” I ask

“Not yet, I think that’s what were talking about today” Mason said.

“Okay well tell me before you go and get anything printed you have a tendency of picking the gayest band names.” I said with a smile.

“Whaaatever” Mason said turning and leading the way to his room.

They were all turned away from my room till the tall one, trace I think, looked over his shoulder and gave me a (sexy) smile.

I turned back to word and tried to continue, but all I could think about was trace, traces hair, they way trace smiled, traces piercings and tattoos. Ahh I only said one word to the guy, watch him turn out to be a total creeper.

Once I finally gotten back on track I started to hear shouts coming from masons room.

Seriously they have been yelling for about an hour and 25 minuets.

I knock on his door.(something that only me and my other borhter Michal seem able to do like neither mason or my parents seem able to put a fist to the door before walking in.)

“come in” he shouts threw the door.

“what the heck is going on? I ask

“We have a tie on band names. Me and Blake like station 49 and Trace and Anthony like metro park.” He says with more attitude then I think I have heard come out of him

“Why don’t you just put them together like what guns and roses did plus metro station sounds cooler then either of the names.” How am I the only one who thought of that? Boys.

“I like it” Trace says

“Me too” mason says

“metro station.. has a nice ring” Blake says

“So what do you think ant?” Trace asks

“it works!” he replies

“So we have a band name!!” Mason says.

Trace’s phone went off “Hello” ….”Reallly!” …”Perfect we’ll be there!”

“we also have a gig!” Trace smiles at everyone

“We need to practice like now” Blake says

“Wanna watch Addie?” mason asks

“Yeah!” I reply. My history paper can wait.