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"G, A, A, B..." Hariia said strumming her acoustic guitar. Hariia has been trying to hit it big since she was 13 years old, and now 19...shes still not getting anywhere. She all of a sudden got an idea for a song lyric, and flipped over her notebook to a new page. "Hate and hurt and harmonies, look at what you've done to me!" she wrote. "Hey H, whats up?" he twin sister, Kameille said. Kameille was just like Hariia, they shared everything. "How does this sound?" Hariia asked shoving her notebook into Kameille's arms. "Sweet! I can't wait to add a bassline to this one!" Kameille said. "Kami? H? You girls up there?" their step-mom said, peeking her head through the door. "Yeah Diane, we are." the girls said in unison. They despised Diane Keifer. They both knew that since their mother died, their Dad would need someone to 'lavish in care and love' as usual. But Diane hates the twins, since they were his only children, not having been from her. They have 4 half-sibs thanks to Diane, the little muskrats. And their Dad wasn't much worse. He didn't like the girls very much since they weren't Diane's. They're lucky to be home for now. Since they were 10 years old, they were in a boarding school. But it was only the twins who went there.

Hariia pulled her jet black hair into a ponytail, but a few strands fell loose. H and Kami were identical twins, resembling eachother in every single way possible. Well except the fact that H was a guitarist and Kami was a bassist. The duo seemed to cause trouble wherever they seemed to go. "Girls, okay, we need to talk. Your father and I were talking and we think that for your senior year of school...you need to stay the weekends away from home. Your a very bad influence on the younger children...God forbid they turn out like you two! Your rascals I tell you, going to all these music events and dressing so proacatively! Can't you be more like Jeanette?" Diane begged. The twins wanted to gag. Jeanette was their superficial 12 year old sister who dressed constantly in abercrombie and fitch, and her favorite color is pink. She is so false and stupid. Well in the twins opinion anyway. Their room is black on one wall and purple on two, and gold on the last. But thats just for the weekends. Their boarding rooms are their real abodes. H and Kami were perfectly content dressing in various black band t-shirts, a pair of converse or slip-on vans and some ratty but comfortable jeans. They would be the 'emo poster child' if emo had a poster child. "Diane, we aren't going to a superficial asswhore. Jeanette doesn't know the value of anything. She doesn't know, nonetheless care! We have moral values unlike some people." H said. Hariia was the most hated child of the family, since she was so positively straight-forward. But Kami came in a very close second, due to her disrespect. "Diane, you need to get your daughter of a bitch a fucking life." Kami spat. The two stood up next to Diane, which shrunk her size remarkably. Diane was a small 5'1" compared to the twins towering above her at 6'1". Their heads were cocked facing eachother, hands on their hips. The twins hated her and everything about her. "OHMIGOSH! You DID NOT just call my CHILDREN those PROFANE words! You are NOT my children, and I'm PROUD of it. Your father is EMBARRASSED to call you his daughters, and you mother DESERVES to be DEAD!" Diane yelled. By now everyone in the house was watching the conversation in total horror. Thats when the girls erupted. H and Kami grabbed Diane by her collar and held her up agaist the wall. "Don't you EVER  say a fucking word about our MOTHER you whore. We know you hate US but don't bring our MOM into the goddamn picture." H yelled dropping diane abruptly onto the floor like a sack of potatoes. "The girls are right Diane, you went to far on that one." their father said. "But William! Your...your...significant-others just physically harassed me!" Diane said carefully avoiding the word 'children'. "Now there you are right. Kameille Josafine West and Hariia Nareallias West, you have no reason to do that to your step-mother." their father spat. "You could've KILLED our MOM!" Jeanette shouted, holidng her siblings; Norah, 8; Moreanne, 6; Josay, 4; and Tomasse, 1. Did I mention that the twins were the only 'Wests' in the family? Yeah. They have their mother's last name. The rest of the family are the Kingsley's.

On their door they have a sign that reads "CAUTION! NOW ENTERING WEST TERRITORY! BEWARE OF ROCK CHICKS!" which usually scares everyone but Diane away. The twins stared at their father with anger and rage. They kinda have an anger management issue. "YOU KILLED HER DIDN'T YOU! YOU KILLED MOM! YOU WANTED TO MARRY THE WITCH SO YOU CHEATED ON HER!" they yelled in unison. "Jeanette! Go in your room, lock the door, and take the others!" Diane squeaked from the corner. They all knew how to deal with the twin's rage fits. The youngers would gather by the door of Jeanette's room. They need to lock it now, ever since the time Hariia almost choked Moreanne to death in order to show Diane how much it hurts to loose someone you love. Thanks to H and Kami, Diane had  5 miscarriages. The twins were happy about that since they don't want 9 little assholes running around their house. H and Kami ofcourse were typical rebels without any sense of right or wrong. Hariia lost her virginity at age 14, Kameille at 15. What Hariia didn't say though was...she was pregnant. Only Kami knew about it. After H and Kami calmed down relatively, H broke out in tears. "Hariia whats wrong?" Diane and their Dad asked triggered by her sudden emotion swing. "I think I know..." Kami started. "Kameille West. Tell us." Diane demanded. "Well..." she started. But H already answered, drying her tears and about to walk up the stairs. "Enjoy becoming grandparents." "GRANDPARENTS?!" their Dad yelled. "You had SEX?" Diane shouted. "Dude. Get a life. We haven't been virgins since we were what...14?" Kami said. "Oh my God." Diane said. "And I'm keeping the baby." H said. "Get out of my house." their father demanded. The two had nothing of importance at this house anyway, so they opened the door and walked out into the driveway, jumping into Kami's car.

"Man Hariia, I don't even believe your having this kid. I know you absolutely adore Pete but I never thought that much?" Kami said, while waiting at a red light. From their school to their Dad's house, it was a half an hour drive. "It happened so fast, and well...yeah. We need someone to add to the club of nobodys anyway. Another person to talk to right?" Hariia laughed. The two didn't have anger management issues to everyone, just Diane. Since they knew what the rest of the world didn't. She killed their mother. They pulled into the parking lot of their boarding school, and departed the car. "Man, at least we'll be getting ready for college by then!" H added. "Yeah, true." Kami said, opening the door to their apartment. "Ahhh! Home sweet home!" H said snuggling on their couch. Just the the phone rang. It was Pete, her future husband. Or in her imagination anyway. H picked up the phone. "Petey! Whats up?" she beamed. "Oh not much. But Sugar...we're goin down. You won't believe it." Pete added. "Oh Pete. What happened." H added. "Kami told me what...well...I think you know what I'm talking about." Pete sighed. "Oh God. Kams told you? Well, its not a lie babe..." H added. "Well having a son or a daughter can't be too horrible, can it? Especially when its ours! Well it could be horrible if its a Kingsley witch but its not gonna be. Half West, half Wentz." Pete added joyously. "IS JOE THERE?!?!" Kami said jumping up and down in the background. Pete just laughed. "Man, Kams, we know you love Joe, but no, he's a little busy right now." Pete said. "Just ask him out already Kams! You know he loves you too!" H added. "Well sugar, I must retrieve Andy from work, but I love you dearest!" he said. "Byeee! Loves!" H hung up the phone. Hariia sat on the couch nicely. "He took that a hell of alot better than I expected." she added. "Well, you should've seen him when I told him. He was a total mess. But he was happy too. I think he wants to ba a dad..." Kami suggested. Just the their phone rang again. Pete's cell. "Hey babe, I'm coming over after I drop Andy off. Alright babe? I have something i need to tell you, ASAP!" Pete said. "Ok, come over sugar, don't wanna waste your minutes, see ya love!" she said hanging up the phone. "Pete's coming over!" H said jumping up and down like a maniac. She was 19, he was 21. Thats okay.

Just then, Kami decided to wait in her room. And then the doorbell rang. "PETEY!!!!" Hariia said jumping up in his arms. "This has been making me insane trying to figure out how to say this the right way. Absolutely insane." he said in a soft tone. H got scared. "Hariia baby, I love you more than anything, and I can't stand being away from you" Pete began, kneeling down and kneeling down, his head level with that of their unborn child's. "Hariia, will you marry me?" Pete said. "YESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!" Hariia said thrusting herself into his arms. kami came running out screaming, and her door bust open with the contents of Joe, Andy, and Patrick. Her closest friends. "JOEEEEE!" Kami said thrusting herself over to where he sat. "Hey Kameille, I also have something I'd like to ask you." "Yeah?" Kami asked. "Okay, I like you, according to pete, you like me, so lets just go out." Joe said with a tone of unsurity. "OH YESSS!" Kami said mimicking her sisters tone. "Okay Loverbirds...lets have some fun, but no alcohol." Andy said, motioning towards H's stomach.

"Ahhhh! What happened?" H said waking up lying on their couch bewildered. "G'mornin baby. Whats up?" Pete asked calmly. "Man Petey, I feel like I'm gonna be sick!" H said. "We didn't have any alcohol, but you DO get morning sickness y'know..." he admitted. "How do YOU know?" H asked stunned. "As soon as I found out I went to the library and researched." Pete laughed. "Since when does my Petey research?" Hariia nuzzled. "Since I love you." He flirted back, kissing her lips. Being the fact that Hariia has been pregnant long before she found out, she was 4 1/2 months along. "Pete, do we have any peanutbutter, corn dogs, and chocolate pretzles with those little crunchy multi-colored sprinkles?" Hariia asked ripping apart her cupboards. Pete scratched the back of his head and thought for a minute. "Not sure. Doubt it but hey, thanks to Mr. Vegan over there." pointing to the mass of bodies sleeping in a heap, more specifically Andy. "Oh, yes! TOFU!!! SCORE!" Hariia said, scarfing a whole package down. "I wonder when the guys will wake up?" Hariia suggested to Pete with a mouthful of tofu, as he hovered over her. "Not for a while yet, wanna go for a ride?" He asked lovingly. "Surely." Hariia added. The two grabbed their jackets and locked the apartment, while their best friends lay unconcious in LaLaLand.

"Good to get outta the house." Hariia said, taking a tight grip of Pete's hand. The two swiftly maneuvered out of the crowded apartment, and making their way to Pete's car. "God, I needed some fresh air after our weekend with the Kingsleys." Hariia sighed. "Oh babe, what happened?" Pete asked, carefully backing out of his parking spot. "Well, Diane went on a tangent on how me and Kami should be more like whatsherface, and then I got all...uh...well...rageful?" Hariia said trying to speak delicately. "You threw her up on the wall didn't you?" Pete said giggling. "Uh...well...yeah." Hariia laughed. Pete shook his head and sighed with amusement in his voice. "H, where should we go?" Pete asked. "I dunno really, anywhere would be good." Hariia said making herself comfortable on Pete's headrest. "Lets go to my place for a bit." Pete suggested, and with a quick nod, Hariia fell fast asleep.

"Hey H, baby, wake up. We're here." Pete said, shaking Hariia gently. "Oh, God, I must've dozed off. Damn." she said, unbuckling her seatbelt. They walked up the Wentz's large driveway and into their house. It was a good sized house, in the middle of all suburbia. "Hey mom!" Pete yelled as he threw his coat on the banister. "Hello dear, oh! Hello Hariia! Great to see you!" His mom piped up. Pete looked a bit worried when he stopped on the stairwell and gazed into Hariia's eyes. His vibe was the 'I-never-told-her-we-were-engaged-or-that-you're-pregnant' look. He turned around, grabbing Hariia by her wrist, and took her to speak to his mother. "Hey mom, I think you may want to sit down for this..." Pete said, a quiver in his voice. "Yes dear, what is it?" His mom said, her voice signaling genuine concern. Pete took a deep breath, looked upward, and was out with it. "Mom...I asked Hariia to marry me last night." His mother almost jumped up and hugged Peter to death. "But mom...thats not it...uh...well...you see...about 5 months ago H and me were at a party and well-" Peter said, being cut off by his mother. "Out with it Peter." she retorted. "Mom, Hariia's pregnant." Whew. Peter looked very relieved now that the cat was outta the bag. His mom didn't really move for a good 2 minutes. Just staring at the two. But she ended up being happy, and knowing Peter did the right thing in the end. She wished the two well, and said lunch would be ready in an hour.

As Peter made his way up to his bedroom, Hariia close behind, they sighed a breath of relief. They both flopped down on Pete's bed, letting whatever it was that was on the radio play, seemingly soothing their constant worries. "Pete, I've thought about it. The marriage is the best thing that ever happened to us, and the baby will be a great addition to the family. I think, in some weird and wicked way, everything turned out...well...great." Hariia said plainly, tucking her head into the crook of Peter's neck. He knew she was right. "You've got that right darling, I think we've got a life together, thats for sure." Peter said.

Hariia looked at the clock, it was around 2 PM. Peter was fast asleep, but Hariia laid eyes on the acoustic guitar in the middle of his bedroom. She quickly scurried over to it and picked it up. Hariia sat down on the ledge of his bedroom window and hummed a few lines of a song that just came to her.

"Drink down that gin and kerosene
Come spit on bridges with me
Just to keep us warm
And light a match and leave me be

I keep my jealousy close because
Its all mine
And if you say it makes you happy then I'm not the only one lying

Keep quiet
Nothing comes as easy as you
Can I lay in your bed all day?
I'll be your best kept secret and your biggest mistake
The hand behind the pen relives a failure everyday.

So wear me like a locket around your throat
I'll weigh you down
I'll watch you choke
You look so good in blue
You look so good in blue"

Hariia said the words like a delicate porcelain doll, and Peter awoke to the sounds of music playing. He looked up to his bedroom window, to see Hariia facing outward, playing his guitar, and singing these words that make so much sense, they don't make any. He watched her black hair sway as the wind blew in through his open window. Hariia's life has been everywhere since she was 4. The only thing keeping her grounded was himself, Patrick, Andy, Joe, and Kami.

Hariia thought long and hard about the words she said, and she remembered that day of utter silence. It reigned in her memory, like a weight on her heart.
"William! How could you?" Darias pleaded, her long black hair swaying back and forth. "I love Diane. I do. You know that its for the best. So I suggest you keep your mouth shut about it." William threatened. Hariia looked then at Kamielle, who was crying on the stairwell. Hariia marched herself down the steps, against the will of her sister. "What are you doing Daddy? You gotta stop fighting!" Hariia pleaded, standing infront of her mother. Kamielle followed suit and stood next to Hariia. Just then, as if out of nowhere, Diane appeared. The two were looking down the barrel of the gun. Kamielle ran, but Hariia stayed put. She pushed her mother down, taking the first bullet to her shoulder. But Diane was quick, and hit Darias in the heart. William and Diane ran off, taking all evidence with them, and Kamielle dialed 911. Hariia shook her mother desperately. "Mommy! Mommy! Wake up! WAKE UPPPPP!" as blood gushed from their wounds. The paramedics came, along with the police. It was pretty big news. The police followed the paramedics, who took Hariia and Darias to the hospital. Darias was pronounced dead on arrival. Hariia was alright, a 'real trooper' as the doctors and nurses called her. All of America called her brave, she was only 4 and she took a bullet for her mother. Nobody knew the killer, but now as Hariia sat in her hospital bed, and Kamielle next to her, they both knew their fate. Life with the Kingsley's.

Hariia looked over at Pete, who's eyes were welled up with tears. "That was beautiful." he declared, embracing Hariia. As Hariia sat down, she spilled her heart out to Pete, including the story of their mother. Pete sat in shock and awe. He knew that she was dead, but not MURDERED. He didn't know the story of how Hariia took the bullet, or any of that. Hariia looked at Pete, and suddenly she felt like she got something off her chest. Her declaration of silence, broken after 15 years. The two made their way downstairs, and out the door. Peter knew exactly where they needed to go. They needed to go to the graveyard.

Hariia looked about, and she laid eyes on the gravestone that said 'West'. Pete looked a bit bewildered. "Hariia, Babe, I'm gonna go check on the guys at the apartment." and like that Pete was gone. Hariia sat down beside her mother's grave. "Hey mom. Lifes been crazy lately. Dad kicked Kami and I out of the house, and I got pregnant. Pete is a great guy though, Mom. I know you'd approve of a guy like him. He asked me to marry him last night! I'm so excited!" Hariia droned on and on. She knew if her mother was alive, they'd sit like this, all three of them braiding eachother's long black hair. Their mother was 20 when she died, having the twins at age 16. The West's were looked upon as madwomen, because they told wivestales, were very close-knit, and gossipy. What Hariia didn't know was that Pete never left. He stood behind a large rock, listening and watching intently as his fiancee spilled her heart out. Hariia looked up and saw Pete's thin frame perched on the boulder and she couldn't help but giggle. "Hey Peter."she looked up with a smile. All of a sudden something that used to break her heart, stopped. Like a void was filled. Peter knew. He knew. Her black hair swished in the wind. She grabbed Pete and they ran all the way to the park.

The two ran around till the sunset. They acted like little kids again, and they both knew thats what they needed. They totally forgot about their friends at the apartment. "DUDE! Where the fuck are they?" Kamielle asked. "Its been like...hours." they said. They piled into Joe's broken-down sedan and drove around the town. "My God. We've been everywhere. We haven't seen...Oh my Lord." Patrick said looking out the window and spotting two people on the cliff leading into the lake. They we're kissing. And just as they pulled up, they jumped off the cliff into the waters. They heard laughter, giggling, splashes, gasps, and emotion rise in the air. They knew something had happened. "Hey guys!" Kami yelled to the two in the lake. Pete, taken aback, waved. "Hey sister dearest." Hariia said sarcastically. And just then, the rest of them jumped in with them.

"I'm...really...collllld." Hariia shivered in the car ride back. "Well...duh...I'm...cold...tooo." Pete shivered, hugging Hariia for warmth. "We're...all...cold...so...shut...up!" Andy managed. They were almost back to Hariia's apartment, and in utter need for a change of clothes. When they got back, Pete found Hariia's notebook. He read the words she scribbled whole-heartedly. He nearly cried.

"We play guitars on shooting stars
We kissed between the crashing cars
Our romance will never last
I never ever fit the cast that was given to me
I don't know if you'll accept
All my sorrow and regret
All I hope is that I'll change
And release this pain from its heavily guarded cage
It always broke my heart
Always from the bitter start
Fate is true
And I am made for you."

He looked at the bathroom door, which contained his fiancee changing into dry clothes. The same girl who 6 months ago wrote these meaningful words. He sat down on the couch, and flicked on the TV. The usual. "A car crash...blah blah...something was robbed...I DON'T CARE! Hey wait..." he stopped, focusing on a building looking relentlessly like The Kingsley home. "A house was set on fire today, arson is the cause, the suspect was 44 year old Diane Kingsley." Peter stopped short. "The husband, 39 year old William Kingsley was murdered in the home, along with 4 small children." The newsman didn't even get to finish his sentence when the phone rang. "Hello?" Peter answered. "Hello. Is Kamielle or Hariia West there?" asked the person on the other end. "Not at the moment, this is Hariia's fiancee. May I take a message?" Pete said annoyed. "Well, I would like to inform them of the recent discovery of their siblings. Tigodys and Eleisa West, both 15. Please have them call me back as soon as possible. Thanks." the other end said blankly. Pete held the reciever confused. Hariia looked out the bathroom door at Pete with a "Oh God. What?" look on her face. "Okay. Diane killed your dad, and you and Kami have younger siblings." Pete said 'matter-of-factly'. "GIVE ME THAT PHONE." Hariia demanded, watching Kami emerge from the other room. "Hello? Yes, this is Hariia West. ...I've heard. WHAT? YOUR SERIOUS!? Okay, I'll tell Kamielle. When should we...later today? Okay then...thanks." Hariia said. "Guess what Kami? We have sibling that we never knew about, and Diane killed Dad."

"I can't believe this is happening." Kami said gripping the steering wheel, paused at a red light. "Well, I figured Diane would kill Dad, but the siblings thing...nah." Hariia said noticing the scenery. As the two pulled up to the offices where they were to sign the legal custody papers, and meet their siblings. The two jumped out of the car and entered the building with a very 'GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY WAY' attitude. What they saw next nearly scared every black hair off their head. There was a boy and a girl there, the girl looking exactly like the two of them 4 years ago, and the boy with shaggy black hair, thick framed glasses, and girls jeans. Hariia looked at Kamielle, and then to their siblings. "Uh. We're here!" Kamielle tried a bit failingly. Hariia hit Kami in the ribs with her elbow and rolled her eyes. "Hey, I'm Hariia and this is Kamielle. West. So, yeah...I guess...uh...hey?" Hariia started looking at her siblings. They were amused, clearly. "Tigodys and Eleisa West. Heard nothing about you till now. Heh." Tigodys said cheerfully. Hariia and Kami signed the papers, and now they walked out of the room with their siblings.

"God...it smells in here." Eleisa said walking down the corridor. "Dude, your right! Ugh!" Kamielle said holding her nose. "It smells like...EWWW." Hariia said starting to run down the hallway. Just then the four stopped cold, causing Tigodys to run into Hariia's back. It was Diane. Kami and Hariia gasped. She was in a prisoners outfit, being led by detectives. "OH! WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE! THE WESTS! I'LL GET YOU ALLLLL!" she said in a distorted voice. "Who the fuck was that?" Eleisa whispered. "That was our step-mom, who killed our dad, and our mom. She hated me and Hariia. She sucks majorly." Kamielle said quietly, grabbing Eleisa's hand, and Hariia mirroring with Tigodys's shoulder.
The four sat in Denny's, Tigodys staring blankly into his glass of orange juice, Eleisa fiddling with her napkin, Hariia playing with the salt shaker, and Kami playing with her silverware. "Sooo. Do you have nicknames?" Hariia asked. "Most people call me H, or sometime Airy. They call Kamielle, K, Kam, or Kami." "Well, I'm Tig, T, or Ody. And Eleisa is Elese, Ele, and Ese." Tigodys said cheerfully. "This is as awkward as awkward gets. But hell, we are the Wests." Eleisa said. "Lets tell about ourselves." "I'm Hariia West, and I'm engaged to a guy named Pete Wentz. We're expecting a baby, like...soon...and I am majoring in child psychology in college." Hariia stated, now succeding to pop open the lid on the pepper shaker all over the floor. "Heh. Well I'm Eleisa West. I'm a sophmore at Andy Valley High, I lived with some foster ass lady since I was born, and yeah. I like music and I like to play drums." she said giggling at her sister, who listened but also tried to clean up the pepper before going into fits of sneezing. "Hehe, I'm Kamielle West, and i'm 19. Freshman in college, majoring in music, dating Joe Trohman, living with Hariia and Pete...so yes. GOD HARIIA JUST CLEAN UP THE FUCKING PEPPER!" Kami said in a fit of laughter at her sister who was sneezing like crazy. "I'M TRYIIING!" Hariia said, succeding in brushing it off the table. "Well, I'm Tigodys West, 15, sophmore at Andy Valley, dating Kairre Jameson, and yes. Hariia please, you have pepper on your face." Ody said in laughter squalls. "I make great first impressions don't I?" Hariia said. "Really Hariia, you seriously do."
"Sooo. What station do you like?" Kamielle asked the two in the back seat. "Do have a Alice in Chains CD?" Tigodys asked. "Accually, yeah we do!" Hariia said, rummaging through their inner console. The ride home went similar to that, Hariia looking through the car, discovering various items she forgot all about, Tigodys laughing, and Kamielle almost hitting pedestrians. "KAMI!" The car screamed, when they almost hit 8 passersby. "Ok, ok. We're almost home!" Kamielle shrieked. "And there we go." Hariia motioned over to a large-scale apartment building, with a party of 4 waiting by the door. "Awww. Thats Pete, my fiancee, Patrick, Kami's boyfriend, and our best friends Andy and Joe." The four got out of the car and Hariia grabbed the four over to meet their new siblings. "Tigodys, Eleisa, this is my fiancee Peter. Peter, Tigodys and Eleisa. They're going to be staying with us for awhile." Kami said happily. They all stared happily, introduced themselves, and went into the (now crowded) apartment.
As the twins lead up the gang into the apartment, Ody and Eleisa looked around at their new living situation. The group smiled as they saw the surprise come off of their faces as they looked around the relatively smaller apartment. "Hey I'm gonna go out and get some stuff for the twins, whose coming?" Pete and Hariia said, and Andy, Joe, and Tygodis followed intently. "Okay you two, be good." Pete giggled. It was only Eleisa staring right into Patrick's eyes with excitement. They both were about eachother's age. "Hey." Eleisa said with a bit of fire burning in her heart. Patrick noticed something about Eleisa that was much like her sister, Hariia when she met Pete. She knew what she wanted. Eleisa smiled a gorgeous smile, and as if on cue, Patrick's heart melted instantaneously. Theire faces drew nearer, and with each breath they took, their lips nearly touched. Finally, the two held onto eachother like it was nearly the end of the world, and the couch, for that glorious moment, was their paradise. They both knew that they were in love with eachother...and Patrick sure as ever thought that Eleisa was the most daring person ever. "Was that your first kiss?" Eleisa asked Patrick. "Accually...yeah..." Patrick said ruffling his hair. "Well don't feel bad...that was mine too."

The crew came back, hauling everything that you'd ever need into that apartment and they smiled. Eleisa moved into the room where Kamielle and Hariia slept, while Tygodis roomed with Pete. As the group laid on the couch that night, watching reruns of Friends, Eleisa laid her head on Patrick's chest, where he held onto her, Pete and Hariia cuddled on the floor, Joe stroked Kami's back, and Andy and Tygodis watched intently, Kami said, "I think this is where we were always mean't to be." And everyone agreed.

The next morning, they all awoke to the sound of the doorbell ringing. "I'll get it." Kami said, inspecting her friends. At the door was a policeman, most likely inspecting the cause of death for the Kingsleys. The whole group scurried off to get dressed, Kami sat down with the man and talked, but she remembered the best Christmas they ever had...

"Kamielle, Hariia! Look at the tree!" Darias said, holding her 4 year old daughters in her arms. The house was quiet and dimly lit, and the light of the star on the tree shone more brightly than anything else. The snow fell at a gentle pace out on the window, and the soothing voice of the carolers made everything seem perfect. Kami remembered that Hariia said, "Mummy, Christmas is the most beautiful time of year.". That was the last holiday with their mother, because 1 month later, she was killed.

"Miss West, did you suspect anything?" the officer said. "Accually...no." Kami said slowly. The police officer didn't seem to threatened by the West's and left. It was August, 4 months till Christmas, and 4 months till the baby was born. Hariia made her way out of the bathroom, and she looked very pretty. She had a peasant top, that really showed off her stomach, and her hair in chopsticks. "You look great H." Kami said. "I was thinking about Christmas..." Kami said happily, and Hariia immediatly knew what Christmas they were talking about. The rest of the gang came out of the room, and they smiled happily. It seemed happy.

Now August came and went, as school started up again. Hariia had to temporarily drop out of college, to resume next semester hopefully, as everyone continued with their studies. Patrick and Eleisa were now an item, hence they went to the same school. The apartment was empty except for Pete and Hariia, who were watching TV. "Oh, the wedding will be great, a backyard wedding next month!" Hariia dreamt happily. The wedding will be a family and friends affair, nothing too big yet, next month. "Mrs. Wentz. I really do like the sound of that for you." Pete said giggling. "And the first Christmas together will be with our daughter." Hariia said contently. (The end of August, they found out that they were having a girl.) "What should we name her?" Pete thought, his black hair falling infront of his deep brown eyes. "I don't know. I love the name Ariella." Hariia said with a smile.

Next month, Hariia was in a wedding dress, scared like nothing else. She was tying the knot with Peter today. "Now do you, Hariia Laurel West, take Peter Kingston Lewis Wentz to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the preacher said. "I do." Hariia said, her eyes gleaming in nervousness. Pete was even more nervous than her, if thats humanly possible. Pete's mom sat there and smiled on and on, as Patrick stood as the best man, Kami as the Maid of Honor. Everyone smiled and watched intently as the two kissed in glee as they were pronounced man and wife. "So Mrs. Wentz, how does it feel?" Pete said as the entered the limousine to the reception. "It feels the best." Hariia giggled.

Now, we take you to Christmas time. The whole clan was there, decorating the Wentz home, which is where everyone now lived, since Mrs. Wentz decided that they needed a bigger space for everyone, and since Her and the Mr needed to have a smaller place to take care of. They had plenty of room for everyone there, as it was decorated just right. Hariia smiled like nothing else, as the ran around while everyone put decorations up. Tygodis and Eleisa were putting up the tree, Pete and Patrick were on the roof, putting lights up, Andy, Joe and Kami were putting things in the yard, and Hariia ran around inspecting everything, sitting down every so often. As they all finished their work, they got out their christmas decorations. They put tinsel on and lights, and the famous shiny red balls, and then the each put on their own special decoration. Hariia put on two. One she held up was a glimmering glass one with purple decorations inside, with Hariia written on it. "This one was given to me by my mother on my first christmas..." she said, placing it skillfully on the top branch. The other one was a little pink, shining star. "And this one is for the baby." Hariia said, placing it near hers. Pete kissed her and everyone smiled a little bit. Pete stepped up to the tree and placed a soccer ball with "Pete #7" written on it. "I got this one when I won the state championship, the week before Christmas." Everyone laughed at Pete's contribution. Tygodis and Elesia went up together, and put each and ornament in the shape of a T and and E. "These were given to us by our foster-mom, on our first christmas." they said happily. Joe and Andy both put instruments up on the tree, given by their parents, and Kami put up a glimmering ballerina on the tree, given to her on her 4th christmas.

The baby's room was decorated beautifully, in shades of pink and purple, and now all it needed was the baby. It was December 23rd, and Pete woke up to the sounds of Hariia grabbing a suitcase. "Harii...Oh My God. Noooo way." he said as Hariia said, grabbing her stomach, looking at him desperately, and leaning on the doorframe.  Pretty soon everyone in the house was running out the door, and everyone calling everyone. Two hours later, at 12:39 AM, Ariella Violet Wentz was born, on Christmas Eve. She was healthy, and had black hair, a face like her mother's, and her father's brown eyes. They took her home later that night to the Wentz home, as she laid in the crib, sleeping happily. Hariia went downstairs the next night, and saw Kami there. "I remember you told Mummy that Christmas was the most beautiful time of year." Kami said. "Yeah, I remember that." Hariia said looking at the tree in the center of the room. The snow was falling at a steady pace, just as it had the night of their 4th Christmas, and the only light in the house was the light of the tree, with presents sitting under it. Just then a feeling fell over Hariia and Kamielle, and they both knew what it was. Their mother was with them that moment, and the snow on the ground was herself saying anything and everything. The girls felt like little children again, as they cried and hugged eachother. "Never did I think that this Christmas I'd be an aunt, a sister-in-law, or a big sister. But this Christmas, Hariia, is one of the best I've ever had." Kamielle said. "Oh Kami...me too."

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"G, A, A, B..." Hariia said strumming her acoustic guitar. Hariia has been trying to hit it big since she was 13 years old, and now 19...shes still not getting anywhere. She all of a sudden got an idea for a song lyric, and flipped over her notebook to a new page. "Hate and hurt and harmonies, look at what you've done to me!" she wrote. "Hey H, whats up?" he twin sister, Kameille said. Kameille was just like Hariia, they shared everything. "How does this sound?" Hariia asked shoving her notebook into Kameille's arms. "Sweet! I can't wait to add a bassline to this one!" Kameille said. "Kami? H? You girls up there?" their step-mom said, peeking her head through the door. "Yeah Diane, we are." the girls said in unison. They despised Diane Keifer. They both knew that since their mother died, their Dad would need someone to 'lavish in care and love' as usual. But Diane hates the twins, since they were his only children, not having been from her. They have 4 half-sibs thanks to Diane, the little muskrats. And their Dad wasn't much worse. He didn't like the girls very much since they weren't Diane's. They're lucky to be home for now. Since they were 10 years old, they were in a boarding school. But it was only the twins who went there.

Hariia pulled her jet black hair into a ponytail, but a few strands fell loose. H and Kami were identical twins, resembling eachother in every single way possible. Well except the fact that H was a guitarist and Kami was a bassist. The duo seemed to cause trouble wherever they seemed to go. "Girls, okay, we need to talk. Your father and I were talking and we think that for your senior year of school...you need to stay the weekends away from home. Your a very bad influence on the younger children...God forbid they turn out like you two! Your rascals I tell you, going to all these music events and dressing so proacatively! Can't you be more like Jeanette?" Diane begged. The twins wanted to gag. Jeanette was their superficial 12 year old sister who dressed constantly in abercrombie and fitch, and her favorite color is pink. She is so false and stupid. Well in the twins opinion anyway. Their room is black on one wall and purple on two, and gold on the last. But thats just for the weekends. Their boarding rooms are their real abodes. H and Kami were perfectly content dressing in various black band t-shirts, a pair of converse or slip-on vans and some ratty but comfortable jeans. They would be the 'emo poster child' if emo had a poster child. "Diane, we aren't going to a superficial asswhore. Jeanette doesn't know the value of anything. She doesn't know, nonetheless care! We have moral values unlike some people." H said. Hariia was the most hated child of the family, since she was so positively straight-forward. But Kami came in a very close second, due to her disrespect. "Diane, you need to get your daughter of a bitch a fucking life." Kami spat. The two stood up next to Diane, which shrunk her size remarkably. Diane was a small 5'1" compared to the twins towering above her at 6'1". Their heads were cocked facing eachother, hands on their hips. The twins hated her and everything about her. "OHMIGOSH! You DID NOT just call my CHILDREN those PROFANE words! You are NOT my children, and I'm PROUD of it. Your father is EMBARRASSED to call you his daughters, and you mother DESERVES to be DEAD!" Diane yelled. By now everyone in the house was watching the conversation in total horror. Thats when the girls erupted. H and Kami grabbed Diane by her collar and held her up agaist the wall. "Don't you EVER  say a fucking word about our MOTHER you whore. We know you hate US but don't bring our MOM into the goddamn picture." H yelled dropping diane abruptly onto the floor like a sack of potatoes. "The girls are right Diane, you went to far on that one." their father said. "But William! Your...your...significant-others just physically harassed me!" Diane said carefully avoiding the word 'children'. "Now there you are right. Kameille Josafine West and Hariia Nareallias West, you have no reason to do that to your step-mother." their father spat. "You could've KILLED our MOM!" Jeanette shouted, holidng her siblings; Norah, 8; Moreanne, 6; Josay, 4; and Tomasse, 1. Did I mention that the twins were the only 'Wests' in the family? Yeah. They have their mother's last name. The rest of the family are the Kingsley's.

On their door they have a sign that reads "CAUTION! NOW ENTERING WEST TERRITORY! BEWARE OF ROCK CHICKS!" which usually scares everyone but Diane away. The twins stared at their father with anger and rage. They kinda have an anger management issue. "YOU KILLED HER DIDN'T YOU! YOU KILLED MOM! YOU WANTED TO MARRY THE WITCH SO YOU CHEATED ON HER!" they yelled in unison. "Jeanette! Go in your room, lock the door, and take the others!" Diane squeaked from the corner. They all knew how to deal with the twin's rage fits. The youngers would gather by the door of Jeanette's room. They need to lock it now, ever since the time Hariia almost choked Moreanne to death in order to show Diane how much it hurts to loose someone you love. Thanks to H and Kami, Diane had  5 miscarriages. The twins were happy about that since they don't want 9 little assholes running around their house. H and Kami ofcourse were typical rebels without any sense of right or wrong. Hariia lost her virginity at age 14, Kameille at 15. What Hariia didn't say though was...she was pregnant. Only Kami knew about it. After H and Kami calmed down relatively, H broke out in tears. "Hariia whats wrong?" Diane and their Dad asked triggered by her sudden emotion swing. "I think I know..." Kami started. "Kameille West. Tell us." Diane demanded. "Well..." she started. But H already answered, drying her tears and about to walk up the stairs. "Enjoy becoming grandparents." "GRANDPARENTS?!" their Dad yelled. "You had SEX?" Diane shouted. "Dude. Get a life. We haven't been virgins since we were what...14?" Kami said. "Oh my God." Diane said. "And I'm keeping the baby." H said. "Get out of my house." their father demanded. The two had nothing of importance at this house anyway, so they opened the door and walked out into the driveway, jumping into Kami's car.

"Man Hariia, I don't even believe your having this kid. I know you absolutely adore Pete but I never thought that much?" Kami said, while waiting at a red light. From their school to their Dad's house, it was a half an hour drive. "It happened so fast, and well...yeah. We need someone to add to the club of nobodys anyway. Another person to talk to right?" Hariia laughed. The two didn't have anger management issues to everyone, just Diane. Since they knew what the rest of the world didn't. She killed their mother. They pulled into the parking lot of their boarding school, and departed the car. "Man, at least we'll be getting ready for college by then!" H added. "Yeah, true." Kami said, opening the door to their apartment. "Ahhh! Home sweet home!" H said snuggling on their couch. Just the the phone rang. It was Pete, her future husband. Or in her imagination anyway. H picked up the phone. "Petey! Whats up?" she beamed. "Oh not much. But Sugar...we're goin down. You won't believe it." Pete added. "Oh Pete. What happened." H added. "Kami told me what...well...I think you know what I'm talking about." Pete sighed. "Oh God. Kams told you? Well, its not a lie babe..." H added. "Well having a son or a daughter can't be too horrible, can it? Especially when its ours! Well it could be horrible if its a Kingsley witch but its not gonna be. Half West, half Wentz." Pete added joyously. "IS JOE THERE?!?!" Kami said jumping up and down in the background. Pete just laughed. "Man, Kams, we know you love Joe, but no, he's a little busy right now." Pete said. "Just ask him out already Kams! You know he loves you too!" H added. "Well sugar, I must retrieve Andy from work, but I love you dearest!" he said. "Byeee! Loves!" H hung up the phone. Hariia sat on the couch nicely. "He took that a hell of alot better than I expected." she added. "Well, you should've seen him when I told him. He was a total mess. But he was happy too. I think he wants to ba a dad..." Kami suggested. Just the their phone rang again. Pete's cell. "Hey babe, I'm coming over after I drop Andy off. Alright babe? I have something i need to tell you, ASAP!" Pete said. "Ok, come over sugar, don't wanna waste your minutes, see ya love!" she said hanging up the phone. "Pete's coming over!" H said jumping up and down like a maniac. She was 19, he was 21. Thats okay.

Just then, Kami decided to wait in her room. And then the doorbell rang. "PETEY!!!!" Hariia said jumping up in his arms. "This has been making me insane trying to figure out how to say this the right way. Absolutely insane." he said in a soft tone. H got scared. "Hariia baby, I love you more than anything, and I can't stand being away from you" Pete began, kneeling down and kneeling down, his head level with that of their unborn child's. "Hariia, will you marry me?" Pete said. "YESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!" Hariia said thrusting herself into his arms. kami came running out screaming, and her door bust open with the contents of Joe, Andy, and Patrick. Her closest friends. "JOEEEEE!" Kami said thrusting herself over to where he sat. "Hey Kameille, I also have something I'd like to ask you." "Yeah?" Kami asked. "Okay, I like you, according to pete, you like me, so lets just go out." Joe said with a tone of unsurity. "OH YESSS!" Kami said mimicking her sisters tone. "Okay Loverbirds...lets have some fun, but no alcohol." Andy said, motioning towards H's stomach.

"Ahhhh! What happened?" H said waking up lying on their couch bewildered. "G'mornin baby. Whats up?" Pete asked calmly. "Man Petey, I feel like I'm gonna be sick!" H said. "We didn't have any alcohol, but you DO get morning sickness y'know..." he admitted. "How do YOU know?" H asked stunned. "As soon as I found out I went to the library and researched." Pete laughed. "Since when does my Petey research?" Hariia nuzzled. "Since I love you." He flirted back, kissing her lips. Being the fact that Hariia has been pregnant long before she found out, she was 4 1/2 months along. "Pete, do we have any peanutbutter, corn dogs, and chocolate pretzles with those little crunchy multi-colored sprinkles?" Hariia asked ripping apart her cupboards. Pete scratched the back of his head and thought for a minute. "Not sure. Doubt it but hey, thanks to Mr. Vegan over there." pointing to the mass of bodies sleeping in a heap, more specifically Andy. "Oh, yes! TOFU!!! SCORE!" Hariia said, scarfing a whole package down. "I wonder when the guys will wake up?" Hariia suggested to Pete with a mouthful of tofu, as he hovered over her. "Not for a while yet, wanna go for a ride?" He asked lovingly. "Surely." Hariia added. The two grabbed their jackets and locked the apartment, while their best friends lay unconcious in LaLaLand.

"Good to get outta the house." Hariia said, taking a tight grip of Pete's hand. The two swiftly maneuvered out of the crowded apartment, and making their way to Pete's car. "God, I needed some fresh air after our weekend with the Kingsleys." Hariia sighed. "Oh babe, what happened?" Pete asked, carefully backing out of his parking spot. "Well, Diane went on a tangent on how me and Kami should be more like whatsherface, and then I got all...uh...well...rageful?" Hariia said trying to speak delicately. "You threw her up on the wall didn't you?" Pete said giggling. "Uh...well...yeah." Hariia laughed. Pete shook his head and sighed with amusement in his voice. "H, where should we go?" Pete asked. "I dunno really, anywhere would be good." Hariia said making herself comfortable on Pete's headrest. "Lets go to my place for a bit." Pete suggested, and with a quick nod, Hariia fell fast asleep.

"Hey H, baby, wake up. We're here." Pete said, shaking Hariia gently. "Oh, God, I must've dozed off. Damn." she said, unbuckling her seatbelt. They walked up the Wentz's large driveway and into their house. It was a good sized house, in the middle of all suburbia. "Hey mom!" Pete yelled as he threw his coat on the banister. "Hello dear, oh! Hello Hariia! Great to see you!" His mom piped up. Pete looked a bit worried when he stopped on the stairwell and gazed into Hariia's eyes. His vibe was the 'I-never-told-her-we-were-engaged-or-that-you're-pregnant' look. He turned around, grabbing Hariia by her wrist, and took her to speak to his mother. "Hey mom, I think you may want to sit down for this..." Pete said, a quiver in his voice. "Yes dear, what is it?" His mom said, her voice signaling genuine concern. Pete took a deep breath, looked upward, and was out with it. "Mom...I asked Hariia to marry me last night." His mother almost jumped up and hugged Peter to death. "But mom...thats not it...uh...well...you see...about 5 months ago H and me were at a party and well-" Peter said, being cut off by his mother. "Out with it Peter." she retorted. "Mom, Hariia's pregnant." Whew. Peter looked very relieved now that the cat was outta the bag. His mom didn't really move for a good 2 minutes. Just staring at the two. But she ended up being happy, and knowing Peter did the right thing in the end. She wished the two well, and said lunch would be ready in an hour.

As Peter made his way up to his bedroom, Hariia close behind, they sighed a breath of relief. They both flopped down on Pete's bed, letting whatever it was that was on the radio play, seemingly soothing their constant worries. "Pete, I've thought about it. The marriage is the best thing that ever happened to us, and the baby will be a great addition to the family. I think, in some weird and wicked way, everything turned out...well...great." Hariia said plainly, tucking her head into the crook of Peter's neck. He knew she was right. "You've got that right darling, I think we've got a life together, thats for sure." Peter said.

Hariia looked at the clock, it was around 2 PM. Peter was fast asleep, but Hariia laid eyes on the acoustic guitar in the middle of his bedroom. She quickly scurried over to it and picked it up. Hariia sat down on the ledge of his bedroom window and hummed a few lines of a song that just came to her.

"Drink down that gin and kerosene
Come spit on bridges with me
Just to keep us warm
And light a match and leave me be

I keep my jealousy close because
Its all mine
And if you say it makes you happy then I'm not the only one lying

Keep quiet
Nothing comes as easy as you
Can I lay in your bed all day?
I'll be your best kept secret and your biggest mistake
The hand behind the pen relives a failure everyday.

So wear me like a locket around your throat
I'll weigh you down
I'll watch you choke
You look so good in blue
You look so good in blue"

Hariia said the words like a delicate porcelain doll, and Peter awoke to the sounds of music playing. He looked up to his bedroom window, to see Hariia facing outward, playing his guitar, and singing these words that make so much sense, they don't make any. He watched her black hair sway as the wind blew in through his open window. Hariia's life has been everywhere since she was 4. The only thing keeping her grounded was himself, Patrick, Andy, Joe, and Kami.

Hariia thought long and hard about the words she said, and she remembered that day of utter silence. It reigned in her memory, like a weight on her heart.
"William! How could you?" Darias pleaded, her long black hair swaying back and forth. "I love Diane. I do. You know that its for the best. So I suggest you keep your mouth shut about it." William threatened. Hariia looked then at Kamielle, who was crying on the stairwell. Hariia marched herself down the steps, against the will of her sister. "What are you doing Daddy? You gotta stop fighting!" Hariia pleaded, standing infront of her mother. Kamielle followed suit and stood next to Hariia. Just then, as if out of nowhere, Diane appeared. The two were looking down the barrel of the gun. Kamielle ran, but Hariia stayed put. She pushed her mother down, taking the first bullet to her shoulder. But Diane was quick, and hit Darias in the heart. William and Diane ran off, taking all evidence with them, and Kamielle dialed 911. Hariia shook her mother desperately. "Mommy! Mommy! Wake up! WAKE UPPPPP!" as blood gushed from their wounds. The paramedics came, along with the police. It was pretty big news. The police followed the paramedics, who took Hariia and Darias to the hospital. Darias was pronounced dead on arrival. Hariia was alright, a 'real trooper' as the doctors and nurses called her. All of America called her brave, she was only 4 and she took a bullet for her mother. Nobody knew the killer, but now as Hariia sat in her hospital bed, and Kamielle next to her, they both knew their fate. Life with the Kingsley's.

Hariia looked over at Pete, who's eyes were welled up with tears. "That was beautiful." he declared, embracing Hariia. As Hariia sat down, she spilled her heart out to Pete, including the story of their mother. Pete sat in shock and awe. He knew that she was dead, but not MURDERED. He didn't know the story of how Hariia took the bullet, or any of that. Hariia looked at Pete, and suddenly she felt like she got something off her chest. Her declaration of silence, broken after 15 years. The two made their way downstairs, and out the door. Peter knew exactly where they needed to go. They needed to go to the graveyard.

Hariia looked about, and she laid eyes on the gravestone that said 'West'. Pete looked a bit bewildered. "Hariia, Babe, I'm gonna go check on the guys at the apartment." and like that Pete was gone. Hariia sat down beside her mother's grave. "Hey mom. Lifes been crazy lately. Dad kicked Kami and I out of the house, and I got pregnant. Pete is a great guy though, Mom. I know you'd approve of a guy like him. He asked me to marry him last night! I'm so excited!" Hariia droned on and on. She knew if her mother was alive, they'd sit like this, all three of them braiding eachother's long black hair. Their mother was 20 when she died, having the twins at age 16. The West's were looked upon as madwomen, because they told wivestales, were very close-knit, and gossipy. What Hariia didn't know was that Pete never left. He stood behind a large rock, listening and watching intently as his fiancee spilled her heart out. Hariia looked up and saw Pete's thin frame perched on the boulder and she couldn't help but giggle. "Hey Peter."she looked up with a smile. All of a sudden something that used to break her heart, stopped. Like a void was filled. Peter knew. He knew. Her black hair swished in the wind. She grabbed Pete and they ran all the way to the park.

The two ran around till the sunset. They acted like little kids again, and they both knew thats what they needed. They totally forgot about their friends at the apartment. "DUDE! Where the fuck are they?" Kamielle asked. "Its been like...hours." they said. They piled into Joe's broken-down sedan and drove around the town. "My God. We've been everywhere. We haven't seen...Oh my Lord." Patrick said looking out the window and spotting two people on the cliff leading into the lake. They we're kissing. And just as they pulled up, they jumped off the cliff into the waters. They heard laughter, giggling, splashes, gasps, and emotion rise in the air. They knew something had happened. "Hey guys!" Kami yelled to the two in the lake. Pete, taken aback, waved. "Hey sister dearest." Hariia said sarcastically. And just then, the rest of them jumped in with them.

"I'm...really...collllld." Hariia shivered in the car ride back. "Well...duh...I'm...cold...tooo." Pete shivered, hugging Hariia for warmth. "We're...all...cold...so...shut...up!" Andy managed. They were almost back to Hariia's apartment, and in utter need for a change of clothes. When they got back, Pete found Hariia's notebook. He read the words she scribbled whole-heartedly. He nearly cried.

"We play guitars on shooting stars
We kissed between the crashing cars
Our romance will never last
I never ever fit the cast that was given to me
I don't know if you'll accept
All my sorrow and regret
All I hope is that I'll change
And release this pain from its heavily guarded cage
It always broke my heart
Always from the bitter start
Fate is true
And I am made for you."

He looked at the bathroom door, which contained his fiancee changing into dry clothes. The same girl who 6 months ago wrote these meaningful words. He sat down on the couch, and flicked on the TV. The usual. "A car crash...blah blah...something was robbed...I DON'T CARE! Hey wait..." he stopped, focusing on a building looking relentlessly like The Kingsley home. "A house was set on fire today, arson is the cause, the suspect was 44 year old Diane Kingsley." Peter stopped short. "The husband, 39 year old William Kingsley was murdered in the home, along with 4 small children." The newsman didn't even get to finish his sentence when the phone rang. "Hello?" Peter answered. "Hello. Is Kamielle or Hariia West there?" asked the person on the other end. "Not at the moment, this is Hariia's fiancee. May I take a message?" Pete said annoyed. "Well, I would like to inform them of the recent discovery of their siblings. Tigodys and Eleisa West, both 15. Please have them call me back as soon as possible. Thanks." the other end said blankly. Pete held the reciever confused. Hariia looked out the bathroom door at Pete with a "Oh God. What?" look on her face. "Okay. Diane killed your dad, and you and Kami have younger siblings." Pete said 'matter-of-factly'. "GIVE ME THAT PHONE." Hariia demanded, watching Kami emerge from the other room. "Hello? Yes, this is Hariia West. ...I've heard. WHAT? YOUR SERIOUS!? Okay, I'll tell Kamielle. When should we...later today? Okay then...thanks." Hariia said. "Guess what Kami? We have sibling that we never knew about, and Diane killed Dad."

"I can't believe this is happening." Kami said gripping the steering wheel, paused at a red light. "Well, I figured Diane would kill Dad, but the siblings thing...nah." Hariia said noticing the scenery. As the two pulled up to the offices where they were to sign the legal custody papers, and meet their siblings. The two jumped out of the car and entered the building with a very 'GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY WAY' attitude. What they saw next nearly scared every black hair off their head. There was a boy and a girl there, the girl looking exactly like the two of them 4 years ago, and the boy with shaggy black hair, thick framed glasses, and girls jeans. Hariia looked at Kamielle, and then to their siblings. "Uh. We're here!" Kamielle tried a bit failingly. Hariia hit Kami in the ribs with her elbow and rolled her eyes. "Hey, I'm Hariia and this is Kamielle. West. So, yeah...I guess...uh...hey?" Hariia started looking at her siblings. They were amused, clearly. "Tigodys and Eleisa West. Heard nothing about you till now. Heh." Tigodys said cheerfully. Hariia and Kami signed the papers, and now they walked out of the room with their siblings.

"God...it smells in here." Eleisa said walking down the corridor. "Dude, your right! Ugh!" Kamielle said holding her nose. "It smells like...EWWW." Hariia said starting to run down the hallway. Just then the four stopped cold, causing Tigodys to run into Hariia's back. It was Diane. Kami and Hariia gasped. She was in a prisoners outfit, being led by detectives. "OH! WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE! THE WESTS! I'LL GET YOU ALLLLL!" she said in a distorted voice. "Who the fuck was that?" Eleisa whispered. "That was our step-mom, who killed our dad, and our mom. She hated me and Hariia. She sucks majorly." Kamielle said quietly, grabbing Eleisa's hand, and Hariia mirroring with Tigodys's shoulder.
The four sat in Denny's, Tigodys staring blankly into his glass of orange juice, Eleisa fiddling with her napkin, Hariia playing with the salt shaker, and Kami playing with her silverware. "Sooo. Do you have nicknames?" Hariia asked. "Most people call me H, or sometime Airy. They call Kamielle, K, Kam, or Kami." "Well, I'm Tig, T, or Ody. And Eleisa is Elese, Ele, and Ese." Tigodys said cheerfully. "This is as awkward as awkward gets. But hell, we are the Wests." Eleisa said. "Lets tell about ourselves." "I'm Hariia West, and I'm engaged to a guy named Pete Wentz. We're expecting a baby, like...soon...and I am majoring in child psychology in college." Hariia stated, now succeding to pop open the lid on the pepper shaker all over the floor. "Heh. Well I'm Eleisa West. I'm a sophmore at Andy Valley High, I lived with some foster ass lady since I was born, and yeah. I like music and I like to play drums." she said giggling at her sister, who listened but also tried to clean up the pepper before going into fits of sneezing. "Hehe, I'm Kamielle West, and i'm 19. Freshman in college, majoring in music, dating Joe Trohman, living with Hariia and Pete...so yes. GOD HARIIA JUST CLEAN UP THE FUCKING PEPPER!" Kami said in a fit of laughter at her sister who was sneezing like crazy. "I'M TRYIIING!" Hariia said, succeding in brushing it off the table. "Well, I'm Tigodys West, 15, sophmore at Andy Valley, dating Kairre Jameson, and yes. Hariia please, you have pepper on your face." Ody said in laughter squalls. "I make great first impressions don't I?" Hariia said. "Really Hariia, you seriously do."
"Sooo. What station do you like?" Kamielle asked the two in the back seat. "Do have a Alice in Chains CD?" Tigodys asked. "Accually, yeah we do!" Hariia said, rummaging through their inner console. The ride home went similar to that, Hariia looking through the car, discovering various items she forgot all about, Tigodys laughing, and Kamielle almost hitting pedestrians. "KAMI!" The car screamed, when they almost hit 8 passersby. "Ok, ok. We're almost home!" Kamielle shrieked. "And there we go." Hariia motioned over to a large-scale apartment building, with a party of 4 waiting by the door. "Awww. Thats Pete, my fiancee, Patrick, Kami's boyfriend, and our best friends Andy and Joe." The four got out of the car and Hariia grabbed the four over to meet their new siblings. "Tigodys, Eleisa, this is my fiancee Peter. Peter, Tigodys and Eleisa. They're going to be staying with us for awhile." Kami said happily. They all stared happily, introduced themselves, and went into the (now crowded) apartment.
As the twins lead up the gang into the apartment, Ody and Eleisa looked around at their new living situation. The group smiled as they saw the surprise come off of their faces as they looked around the relatively smaller apartment. "Hey I'm gonna go out and get some stuff for the twins, whose coming?" Pete and Hariia said, and Andy, Joe, and Tygodis followed intently. "Okay you two, be good." Pete giggled. It was only Eleisa staring right into Patrick's eyes with excitement. They both were about eachother's age. "Hey." Eleisa said with a bit of fire burning in her heart. Patrick noticed something about Eleisa that was much like her sister, Hariia when she met Pete. She knew what she wanted. Eleisa smiled a gorgeous smile, and as if on cue, Patrick's heart melted instantaneously. Theire faces drew nearer, and with each breath they took, their lips nearly touched. Finally, the two held onto eachother like it was nearly the end of the world, and the couch, for that glorious moment, was their paradise. They both knew that they were in love with eachother...and Patrick sure as ever thought that Eleisa was the most daring person ever. "Was that your first kiss?" Eleisa asked Patrick. "Accually...yeah..." Patrick said ruffling his hair. "Well don't feel bad...that was mine too."

The crew came back, hauling everything that you'd ever need into that apartment and they smiled. Eleisa moved into the room where Kamielle and Hariia slept, while Tygodis roomed with Pete. As the group laid on the couch that night, watching reruns of Friends, Eleisa laid her head on Patrick's chest, where he held onto her, Pete and Hariia cuddled on the floor, Joe stroked Kami's back, and Andy and Tygodis watched intently, Kami said, "I think this is where we were always mean't to be." And everyone agreed.

The next morning, they all awoke to the sound of the doorbell ringing. "I'll get it." Kami said, inspecting her friends. At the door was a policeman, most likely inspecting the cause of death for the Kingsleys. The whole group scurried off to get dressed, Kami sat down with the man and talked, but she remembered the best Christmas they ever had...

"Kamielle, Hariia! Look at the tree!" Darias said, holding her 4 year old daughters in her arms. The house was quiet and dimly lit, and the light of the star on the tree shone more brightly than anything else. The snow fell at a gentle pace out on the window, and the soothing voice of the carolers made everything seem perfect. Kami remembered that Hariia said, "Mummy, Christmas is the most beautiful time of year.". That was the last holiday with their mother, because 1 month later, she was killed.

"Miss West, did you suspect anything?" the officer said. "Accually...no." Kami said slowly. The police officer didn't seem to threatened by the West's and left. It was August, 4 months till Christmas, and 4 months till the baby was born. Hariia made her way out of the bathroom, and she looked very pretty. She had a peasant top, that really showed off her stomach, and her hair in chopsticks. "You look great H." Kami said. "I was thinking about Christmas..." Kami said happily, and Hariia immediatly knew what Christmas they were talking about. The rest of the gang came out of the room, and they smiled happily. It seemed happy.

Now August came and went, as school started up again. Hariia had to temporarily drop out of college, to resume next semester hopefully, as everyone continued with their studies. Patrick and Eleisa were now an item, hence they went to the same school. The apartment was empty except for Pete and Hariia, who were watching TV. "Oh, the wedding will be great, a backyard wedding next month!" Hariia dreamt happily. The wedding will be a family and friends affair, nothing too big yet, next month. "Mrs. Wentz. I really do like the sound of that for you." Pete said giggling. "And the first Christmas together will be with our daughter." Hariia said contently. (The end of August, they found out that they were having a girl.) "What should we name her?" Pete thought, his black hair falling infront of his deep brown eyes. "I don't know. I love the name Ariella." Hariia said with a smile.

Next month, Hariia was in a wedding dress, scared like nothing else. She was tying the knot with Peter today. "Now do you, Hariia Laurel West, take Peter Kingston Lewis Wentz to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the preacher said. "I do." Hariia said, her eyes gleaming in nervousness. Pete was even more nervous than her, if thats humanly possible. Pete's mom sat there and smiled on and on, as Patrick stood as the best man, Kami as the Maid of Honor. Everyone smiled and watched intently as the two kissed in glee as they were pronounced man and wife. "So Mrs. Wentz, how does it feel?" Pete said as the entered the limousine to the reception. "It feels the best." Hariia giggled.

Now, we take you to Christmas time. The whole clan was there, decorating the Wentz home, which is where everyone now lived, since Mrs. Wentz decided that they needed a bigger space for everyone, and since Her and the Mr needed to have a smaller place to take care of. They had plenty of room for everyone there, as it was decorated just right. Hariia smiled like nothing else, as the ran around while everyone put decorations up. Tygodis and Eleisa were putting up the tree, Pete and Patrick were on the roof, putting lights up, Andy, Joe and Kami were putting things in the yard, and Hariia ran around inspecting everything, sitting down every so often. As they all finished their work, they got out their christmas decorations. They put tinsel on and lights, and the famous shiny red balls, and then the each put on their own special decoration. Hariia put on two. One she held up was a glimmering glass one with purple decorations inside, with Hariia written on it. "This one was given to me by my mother on my first christmas..." she said, placing it skillfully on the top branch. The other one was a little pink, shining star. "And this one is for the baby." Hariia said, placing it near hers. Pete kissed her and everyone smiled a little bit. Pete stepped up to the tree and placed a soccer ball with "Pete #7" written on it. "I got this one when I won the state championship, the week before Christmas." Everyone laughed at Pete's contribution. Tygodis and Elesia went up together, and put each and ornament in the shape of a T and and E. "These were given to us by our foster-mom, on our first christmas." they said happily. Joe and Andy both put instruments up on the tree, given by their parents, and Kami put up a glimmering ballerina on the tree, given to her on her 4th christmas.

The baby's room was decorated beautifully, in shades of pink and purple, and now all it needed was the baby. It was December 23rd, and Pete woke up to the sounds of Hariia grabbing a suitcase. "Harii...Oh My God. Noooo way." he said as Hariia said, grabbing her stomach, looking at him desperately, and leaning on the doorframe.  Pretty soon everyone in the house was running out the door, and everyone calling everyone. Two hours later, at 12:39 AM, Ariella Violet Wentz was born, on Christmas Eve. She was healthy, and had black hair, a face like her mother's, and her father's brown eyes. They took her home later that night to the Wentz home, as she laid in the crib, sleeping happily. Hariia went downstairs the next night, and saw Kami there. "I remember you told Mummy that Christmas was the most beautiful time of year." Kami said. "Yeah, I remember that." Hariia said looking at the tree in the center of the room. The snow was falling at a steady pace, just as it had the night of their 4th Christmas, and the only light in the house was the light of the tree, with presents sitting under it. Just then a feeling fell over Hariia and Kamielle, and they both knew what it was. Their mother was with them that moment, and the snow on the ground was herself saying anything and everything. The girls felt like little children again, as they cried and hugged eachother. "Never did I think that this Christmas I'd be an aunt, a sister-in-law, or a big sister. But this Christmas, Hariia, is one of the best I've ever had." Kamielle said. "Oh Kami...me too."