Face Down

Summary: My name is Melanie Feder. I am the twin sister of Greg Feder. I have the same personality and characteristics as Greg, but I'm full on goth. So today is the last day of school and now I am officially a senior. But first, I have to go through a whole summer of trying to figure out how I caught the attention of Braden Higgins. Braden/OC

Disclaimer: I do not own Grown Ups, just Melanie. I hope you enjoy this story. P.S. Please please pretty please read my other stories, they are good in my opinion but I need other readers opinions!

Chapter One:

The sunlight streams through my window and hits my eyes. I groan a little then open my eyes, blinking a few times. Today was the last day of school. I smile and sit up from bed. My bedroom is simple but shows off my personality very well. Gothic and dark.

The walls are painted a dark grey and the ceiling was a painting of my own. It's a pale white face with black outlinings looking like a womans face. Her eyes are crimson red and a tear was under he left eye. On the walls were posters of my favorite bands; Escape the Fate, My Chemical Romance, Black Veil Brides, Pierce the Veil, Fall Out Boy, Falling in Reverse, Disturbed, Avenged Sevenfold, Flyleaf, Killswitch Engage, Disturbed, Evanescence, and all of the above. Music is my life, and I love to sing.

My bed frame is all black and elegant like a french bed. The bed sheets are deep red as well as the pillow cases. The duvet is a black with red striped randomly sewn on it. I step out of bed and feel my toes getting tickled by the circular carpet with the Black Veil Brides pentagram design on it.

I go to my closet and search for clothes fit for the last day of school. I pull out fish net stockings, ripped black skinny jeans, an escape the fate cropped tank top, my leather jacket, my Batman belt with a huge bat symbol buckle, and high heeled silver buckle biker boots like the ones in Underworld, but they kept together with a zipper on the other side. For my jewelry I chose a silver chained choker with a red ruby shaped like a heart, I call it the Blood-Heart, my ruby diamond ring, a silver moon and star ring, red, blue, black, and white feather earrings, and four band bracelets for BVB, Queen, Bon Jovi, and Falling in Reverse.

I pull out a black and red swim suit because I might want to go swimming at the pool in our backyard or at the quarry that dad and his friends used to swim at as kids.

I put slip my clothes and jewelry on and am satisfied with what I'm wearing. I sit at my vanity and go through a small drawer. I go through and pull out my silver lip ring and a nose ring. I take the first one and apply it to my bottom lip on the left side then the second one and put in in my left nostril. I start on makeup; dark eyeshadow, red lipstick, eye liner, and mild blush.

Just as I'm finished, I hear a loud scream that sounded like mom. Standing up I open my door to see a huge deer run out and head towards the other end of the hall. Keithie opened his door just as the deer passed by him.

"No way! Can I ride him?" Stupid question. I rolled my eyes and closed my door. I started to listen to music and read a book called the Exorcist. Checking that it was about 7:45 already, I mark my spot in my book and shove it in my dark grey messenger bag. I grab my stiletto knife from my bedside table and shove it in my boot. I unplug my phone from the charger and shove it in my pocket.

I walk downstairs to see my family at the front door, Greg in only a towel and soaking wet and the others in PJ's. I saw dad high five the post man and mom groan, stepping back into the house. I step out to see what's happening, and see the deer with one of moms bra's hanging from it's antler. But that's not all, the deer was destroying Becky's favorite toy, Mr. Gigglesworth. Oh god, I got that for her and she loved it.

I turn to Greg and he's just standing there watching the deer devour Mr. Gigglesworth. I gag and punch his shoulder, finally bringing his attention to me.

"Get some clothes on, Jesus Christ Greg. Are you trying to scar the whole neighborhood with you semi-nudity?" I ask rhetorically. He looks down and quickly scrambles into the house to get some clothes. I roll my eyes and just stand at the front door.

"And what were you doing while we were almost killed by this thing, Mel?" Dad asked.

"I was listening to music, daddy." I may be seventeen, but I'm still one of daddy's little girls.

"Course you were. Now, I'm going inside to put some clothes on, you try to get what's left of Mr. Gigglesworth back and just put it in the laundry room." Dad instructed giving me a kiss on the forehead. He walked inside with Keithie and Becky following behind.

I sighed at how weird my family is, but looked to the deer who was watching me. I put on my Slytherin sneer and glared at it.

"What are you lookin' at, you blithering pickle head? Go on, scram or I'll cut you up and make you into deer jerky." It quickly trotted off, mom's bra falling off the antlers. I see the mail man still next to me.

"Morning Melanie." He greeted.

"Morning Frank. Strange way to start a morning off isn't it?" I ask. He nods a little and hands me our mail. I nod in thanks and walk to the porch, picking up moms bra and walking back into the house. "See ya, Frank."

"Sure thing, Melanie."

I walk back into the house and put the mail on the counter and the bra in the hamper. I walk back out the front door muttering swear words in spanish under my breath. I may be twins with Greg, but mom taught me to speak fluently in Espanol. So now I can curse in front of my family while mom is gone and they won't understand me.

I sit on the front steps and read some texts I got on my phone. Some are from Andre, Charlotte, and Donna, but one really blew my top. This one was from my jackass of an ex-boyfriend Jack. I broke up with him because he started to get possessive and abusive.

When he hit me, he would apologize and promise never to do it again, but he was lying. I broke up with him once I had enough and now he's trying to get me back. I opened the text and it said:

'Babe, I'm truly sorry I've been a jerk to you. Please give me a second chance and I'll do better. I promise… -Jack'

Second chance? Ha, like I would give that puta de mierda a chance. I delete the message, delete his contact info and block his number if he ever calls. I'm done with him, from now on, I'm moving on.

I'm broken out of my thoughts when mom, dad, Greg, Keithie, and Becky walk out the front door. I see mom and dad talking while mom goes to her car. She has an angry look on her face, uh oh not good. She gets in her car and starts to drive.

"Have the best last day of school my gorgeous children, I love you all!" Mom yelled out in her car waving to us.

"Bye mom!" Us kids called back waving. And with that, dad began to walk us to our bus stop.

"We're finally seniors!" Greg and I yelled out, grinning happily.

"Yeah, last day of school, Greg." Keithie said. I knew where this was going. "Last chance to ask out Nancy Arbuckle." He finished, I then fist bumped my baby brother.

"Yeah, you know," I began. "The girl you're totally in love with and has no idea you exist." Keithie and I laughed and we tapped shoulders with Greg.

"Nancy Arbuckle?" Dad asked, throwing a ball at Becky's helmet as she round around. "You like that girl? Is that why you've been taking those long showers?" Okay, eww.

"No!" Greg defended while I said "Gross!"

"I-I'm conditioning my hair. That's all I do in the shower, condition my hair." He told us.

"Right…" I dragged on in disbelief.

"Yeah that's not what the deer told me." Dad said laughing.

"That deer is a liar!" Greg shouted. This brought another round of laughter from dad.

"I hear that too much conditioning can make you go blind." Becky said as she rode in circles. This made me, my twin, and Keithie bust out laughing.

"What?! Where'd you hear that?" Dad demanded.

"Higgins." Of course it was Marcus, when I see him I will stomp on his foot and smash his face.

"Oh, I should kill him!" Dad said. Dad didn't sound too angry, but I was. Marcus may be a cool guy, but sometimes he can be an uptight jackass who makes me want to break every bone in his body. Then the topic went back to Nancy.

"He's too chicken to ask her out, dad," Keithie said. "Because she's the hottest girl in our school-"

"And Greg is fugly." I finished.

"You do realize we're twins right?" Greg said.

"Fraternal twins, my dear Gregory. We may have been born on the same day, I may have some of you looks, but I'm not fugly. I got dad's skin tone and mom's figure. And if you dare say I'm fugly, I will make kiss the darkest part of my lily white-"

"Anyway," Dad interrupted giving me a small glare, but a proud look. "So what he's fugly? All the guys in our family are fugly. That don't stop us from getting the hot chicks. Look at me and your mother, I mean, that makes no sense, only in a Hollywood movie or something." Dad said laughing, this got a laugh out of me as well.

"All the guys at school like her dad!" Greg said groaning.

"And you'll be the guys who ends up with her, you know why? You're gonna follow my three step program. Number one: Make the girl smile. Number Two: Tell her she has a nice smile. Number Three: Say she has to go out with you that night." Dad instructed while ticking off his fingers.

"What that night?" Greg asked, but I explained it first.

"Because it gives her less time to think how fugly you are. Because you are fugly." I said. Dad snapped his fingers and pointed to me.

"Exactly. It worked on you mother."

"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard." Greg said. "And Keithie's right, I'm too chicken to even talk to her." I punched his shoulder and yelled out.

"Hey!" Dad yelled out at the same time as me, making Keithie, Greg, and Becky jump a little.

"You're a Feder! And Feder's aren't afraid of women; that's not how I'm raising you." Dad yelled unnecessarily.

"By the way, dad, did you ask mom if I can play football?" Keithie spoke up standing in between Greg and I.

"No! I was scared! I was afraid she was going to yell at me in that accent no one understands. Melanie, my dead, give us an example!"

"No tiene miedo de las mujeres , pueden culo ! Te juro que si yo estuviera en los zapatos de mamá en este momento , me gustaría golpear tres con los zapatos del estilete en la cabeza una y mil veces por si acaso ! (Not afraid of women, may ass! I swear if I were in mom's shoes right now, I would hit you three with stiletto shoes upside the head a thousand times for good measure!)" I said waving my hands in front of me.

"See?" Dad said. My brothers and baby sister nodded in agreement while I rolled my eyes. Then Bean Lamonsoff came riding up to us on his bike looking cute as ever.

"Come on Becky!" He yelled out. "It's eight o'clock, and school starts at eight-fifteen, which means we only have twenty five minutes to get there." Us older people glanced at each other confused while he pedaled away.

"Do you think it's a good idea to let those two go without parental supervision?" Greg and Keithie shrugged at my question.

"Daddy, you promise Mr. Gigglesworth will be better by bedtime?" Becky asked.

"Will you stop worrying about him? He'll be fine! I love you. Have the best last day, okay?" Dad told her, leaning down to give her a kiss on the cheek.

"Okay. Bye daddy, love you." She began to pedal behind Bean.

"And you read the street signs, okay? Don't let Bean!" I shouted after her, then dad turned to us three.

"My god, riding their bikes to school. They could never do that in L.A. with all the nuts out there." He sighed happily, staring after them.

Then a bus came barreling towards us and stopped in front of us. The door opened the reveal Nick, our crazy multi-personalitied neighbor.

"How you doing, Nick?" Dad greeted.

"My wife is leaving me. After three weeks…."

"Well la-dee-frickin'-da, what a shocker, it's the end of the world!" I shouted, making the other students in the boss laugh out.

"Three weeks? That's not bad for you. What happened?" Dad asked.

"She found me eating a banana… with my butt." I put a finger to my mouth and made a sign that I was going to puke.

"And she didn't like that?" Did dad really have to ask such a stupid ass question.

"Yeah, she got really bummed out. But, you know, I shouldn't have done it at her mom's house." He really did seem sead, but I didn't care, it was fucking hilarious. I had to hide behind Greg to laugh my ass off.

"Yeah, you seem like you're a little extra out of it today, what's going on?" I don't think I want to get on the bus with NIck as the driver now, we could die.

"I'm a little medicated.. I met a very reliable doctor at a concert and he floated me a couple pill just to feel better you know?" He said, then continued in a high voice, then a low demonic one. "But I don't feel better! You feel worse!"

"You still have that pepper spray I got you guys, right Greg, Keithie?" They both nodded and tapped their backpacks.

"It's okay guys, I got this." Dad got into the bus, with us following behind, and moved Nick to the back where he then slept like the dead.

Greg and I sat in the middle of the bus and I began to listen to music on my iPod touch. I played shuffle on my emo music. The first song to come on was 'I Don't Care' by Apocalyptica.

Dad drove the bus and we got to Donna's house. She wore boots that she crazily decorated herself that showed off her personality. She didn't seem bothered by the strange looks she got, now that was a girl with independance. She walked in a settle herself in a seat across from Keithie. Dad drove again and pulled up to Charlotte and Andre's house. Their parents were sitting in front of the house with them and Ronnie who is my best friend and a little ankle biter, but he would never cause problems with me, he loves me.

Andre sat with me and Greg and was laughing the whole way.

"What's up? Because I wanna see who's morning story is better." I said to him.

"Pfft, I doubt it. Mom forgot their anniversary, but dad remembered." Andre said laughing.

"Well suck me sideways, how's Kurt?"

"Oh he's pretty psyched 'bout it, what happened with you guys?" Greg and I started to laugh and explained what happened during our morning.

"Are you serious?" Andre said laughing his ass off.

"Yeah, and Becky thought it was cute." I said, Greg nodded with a grin.

"Crazy…" Andre said sighing.

"Enough of our mornings, it is now our personal mission to try and get Nancy to go out with my fugly twin brother, Andre." I said to him.

"True that, she's frickin' hot." Andre said.

"Take dad's advice you frickin pansycake. Do the three step and make sure she doesn't think you're fugly!" I exclaimed. Our conversation stopped when a very, very overweight boy wearing a camouflage jacket, with shoulder length glossy hair started to pick on Donna.

"Where'd you get those shoes? Loser's R Us?!" He bellowed.

"Does this fat asshole think he's funny or something?" I asked the other students in the bus. They just shrugged and went back to watching what was happening.

"I made them." Donna said with confidence lacing her voice. I honestly love this girl, she doesn't take shit from anybody.

"You made them?! Where? In the toilet?" Cue laughter from a few bus students.

"That's didn't make any sense." Charlotte said from beside Donna.

"Yeah, leave her alone." Keithie defended. The giant army cupcake grabbed my baby brother by the shirt collar and lifted him a bit.

"What'd you say, Hollywood?"

I was seething with anger. Nobody messes with my baby brother but me and Greg. I'm breathing hard through my nose causing my nose ring to move a little and crushing the seat in front of my with my hand. A few other students back away from me knowing I had a temper that matched a ticking time bomb. I was about to stand up and smash the guys face, but Andre and Greg grabbed both my arms and forced me to sit down.

"Let. Me. Go. Now." I growl out struggling through my twin and best friends hold. But over the years, they grew some muscle like me, and two guys holding one girl down is just not a win.

"He needs to take care of this on his own." Greg said. I growled and struggle again, but they had a strong hold on me.

"I swear on the River of Styx, Greg, Andre, if you don't let me go you won't be able to have children in the future." My two restrainers and a few other guys who heard me winced in pain at the thought.

"Don't, Melanie. He'll hate you if you do, it'll embarrass him and make the bullying worse." Andre said. I growled like a hellhound one last time before taking calming breaths and slumping back in my seat, but the two kept their hold on me.

"Fucking hate this." I muttered, slapping their hands away and crossing them over my chest.

"Attention K-Mart shopper, uh, let's find a seat please, yes you in the camouflage jacket with the Mariah Carey hairdo, yeah, just pop a squat. Thank you." Dad said through the speaker. The kid ignored him, thinking about threatening Keithie again.

"Beanbag with the arms and legs," I decide to yell out, grabbing his attention. I stand up from my seat and glare at him. "Take a seat, or seat, before someone gets hurt. And that someone may be you." I say sternly. This kid was entering the gates of hell, my kingdom, and treading deep waters. He better not try anything on me. Everyone laughed at my statement and the kid finally sat down.

"You're dead man." He shot to my baby brother before sulking in his seat, leaving poor Keithie wide eyed.

We finally pulled up to the school just in time to see the principal open his car to reveal it flooded with blue paint. Freakin hilarious. I was laughing my ass off as I got off the bus. Dad, Kurt, and the principal exchanged a few words while I walked to the school with Andre and Greg.

We walked to our lockers and got our books for class. My locker pretty much looked like Benders in Breakfast club. I even had the guillotine, I thought it was bad.

Once we got our stuff we headed to World History with Mr. Nole teaching. This guy was a full on hippie, but at least he expressed himself.

"Alright little birds, find your nests, man." Mr. Nole said as the bell rang. Right up front beside Nole was a guy the size of a lumberjack. He had shaggy blond hair, tattoos covering his arms, a mustache, was very tall and as muscular as Captain America. Under the whole scary looks, he was kinda good-looking.

"Float down, there we go, and we…. are… in." The last of our classmates filed in and sat down. "Alright guys, normally we don't have exciting news this late into term, but we have a new student joining us today." Me, Greg, and Andre exchanged looks, the boys were of curiosity mine was intriguing. I was wondering about his mystery boy. "This is Braden Higgins." I had to raise an eyebrow at that. No fucking way, what the hell?!

"Hey, there's an empty seat over there, man, why don't you go pop a squat?" Mr. Nole pointed to an empty seat on the opposite side of the room. Braden ignore him and walked over to where us three sat and looked at the kid next to me. His name was Alex, he was a sweet kid who helped me with classwork a few times. Max looked to Braden in fear and pulled out his wallet, holding it to Braden. I sat back in my seat with my arms crossed over my chest, wondering how this would play out.

"No. I sit here…" And with that, Max complied to Braden's words and grabbed his books, walking to the seat meant for Braden. Braden sat down with a look that clearly said 'i don't want to be here'. Me neither big guy.

"Hey," Greg said to Braden. "Is your dad Marcus Higgins?" WTF, Greg? Way to get your point across.

"Yeah, I've known him since I wa a baby, he's the funniest." Andre spoke up.

"The best. Great, great man." Greg said.

"I wanna smash his face." Braden said after a moment of silence. I snorted, catching his attention.

"You're not the only one buddy." I whispered to him.

"Yeah me too." Andre agreed to Bradens words.

"Yeah hate that guys." Greg added.

"Screw him." Andre finished. Then they both turned to the front in fear. I snorted very unladylike.

"Fucking pussies." I told them, making Braden give me a small smile.

"So you know my name, what's yours?" He asked.

"Melanie Feder. You just met my sissy of a twin brother Greg and our best friend Andre McKenzie." I told him.

"What's my dad do to make you want to punch him?" Braden asked.

"He told my baby sister that too much conditioning could make you go blind." He laughed lightly at this. "I swear the next time I see him, I'm going to break every bone in his body and gut him like a deer, then feed him to the lions at the zoo." I growled out.

"I like you already." Braden said, leaning back in his seat.

"That was nothing. You should've seen what happened when Greg ate the last of my Twinkies." I saw Greg shiver at the memory and glare at me. I just gave him a Slytherin smirk and an evil glare. Then I patted the side of my boot, he got the message and turned back to the front of the class. Braden saw this and raised an eyebrow.

I opened a book and set it on the table, covering me. I reached into my boot and pulled out my stiletto blade. Clicking it open, I showed it to him. His grin grew and he looked at me.

"Marry me." He said simply. I grinned to him and gave him a flirtatious look.

"What no ring?" We both laughed lightly at this. The rest of the lesson was spent listening to Nole's lectures. I just sat at my desk and carved into the wood. I carved the words 'Eat My Shorts', form Breakfast Club.

The bell rang and we all left the classroom. The rest of day went by in a blur, turns out Braden was in all of my classes, so I had someone to talk to. Finally the end of the day. I met up with Greg and Andre at the front.

"You guys go ahead, I'm gonna go get some sweets and then go swimming." I told them.

"Okay, see ya." And then the two went to where Braden was standing. I walked off the the nearest Turkey Hill station.

I walked in and grabbed a Snickers, Reeses, Sweettarts, Gobstoppers, Honey Buns, Air Heads, and a Big Gulp slushy. I paid for all that with the money from my Batman wallet and put all the candy in my bag.

I walked out of the gas station sipping on my slushy. For swimming I decided to go to the quarry dad used to go to. I walked all the way there but I wasn't expecting to see Braden, Greg, and Andre there.

"'Keep out'. That just makes you want to not keep out." Braden said about to crawl under the jacked up fence.

"Man, if Melanie finds out we're doing this without her she's gonna gut me for sure." Greg said, Andre agreeing. All three of them still not noticing me.

"Oh, you're correct on that one, my dear twin." I said angrily. I had on hand on my hip and the other holding my slushy. All three of the turned to me and Greg and Andre looked afraid with wide eyes.

"Mel. Hi, uh, what are you doing here?" Andre said nervously.

"¿Qué estoy haciendo aquí? Lo juro por el río Estigia que una vez que lleguemos a casa , estás tan va a querer pedir la muerte una vez que encuentre lo que haré a usted. (What am I doing here? I swear on the River Styx that once we get home, you are so going to be wanting to beg for death once you find out what I'll do to you.) Why the hell would you do something like this without me? You know I'm psychotic rebel in the family and you don't hink to call me and tell me you're going to do something you're not supposed to do?" Then I turned to Braden. "I don't blame you, man, you didn't know."

"Come on then, join the party." Braden said. I smiled and crawled under the fence after him, Greg and Andre behind me.

It took us about five minutes to walk to the cliffs through the fucking forest. Eh, who cares.

"I heard our dads used to come swimming here back in their days." Andre said as we approached the cliff. "They claim to be all squeaky clean, but I think they were nuts."

There was loud and crappy pop and techno music playing, and we saw the other people cramping up the place.

"College kids." Greg said.

"Thank you Captain Obvious." I said sarcastically.

"We better go." Greg said ignoring my words.

Braden slapped a hand to Greg's chest and said in a deep, sexy voice, "No go. Stay."

He stood in front of us and started to remove his shoes, socks, shirt, and pants, leaving him in boxer shorts. I saw that he had a nice looking six pack their, I just wanted to run my fingers over it. He stood at the edge of the cliff and did a front flip, splashing in the water.

"Definitely staying." I said, carefully setting my slushy down as well as my bag. I unzipped my boots and took off my socks. I took off my leather jacket and crop top. I slipped off my jeans and stockings, leaving me in my swimsuit that showed off my slight four pack and curves.

I ran to the edge and did an angel dive in the water. I surfaced into the water and smiled, whooping out loud. Braden smiled to me, and I couldn't help but smile back.

Braden went and stole one of the frat boys glasses and floaties and sat on it, pulling me onto his lap so I was straddling him.

"This is cozy." I said flirtily with a smirk.

"Yes it is." He said back. I took the glasses from him and put them on myself. Braden looked up and pointed to Greg and Andre who were pissing on the cliff, thankfully away from my stuff.

"Haha," Braden laughed giving them a thumbs up. "Summertime."

The other two boys proceeded to act drunk and party with the college kids as Boomer and Skull (A/N: I don't know the other name.)

Braden and I continued to swim and then relax on the floaty, me straddling him again. He let me rest my head on his chest, as he wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his chin on my head.

"I could stay here all day." I heard him say.

"Me too." I said. I looked to him. "How long do you think you're gonna be staying here for?" I asked out of curiosity. He just shrugged and looked me in the eye.

"Who knows? Probably for a while." We were really close right now, our noses were touching and I couldn't stop looking at his lips.

Then I felt our lips touch in the greatest kiss I've ever had. His lips were soft and warm and I moaned at the feel of his tongue grazing my lower lip. I granted him entrance and our tongues battle for dominance. He eventually won and we just let our tongue roll together. I wove my fingers through his short blonde hair, then trailed my hands down his neck, then to rested my hands on his chest, not breaking the kiss. One of his hands was on my back, the other was on my cheek.

We broke away for air. Our foreheads touching, and my eyes closed.

"Does this mean we're dating?" Braden asked. Without hesitation I nodded and leaned in for another kiss.

We were broken out of our stupor by screaming. We got off the floaty and went near the shore and some rocks to see dad, Kurt, Marcus, and Eric. They all jumped off the cliff stark naked. But Erik landed right on top of Marcus.

"Oh god, I'm scarred forever. I just saw my dad's dick." I said covering my eyes quickly. I saw that Braden was breathing heavily through his nose and gripping the rock to his right. I saw that words 'Soup Kitchen My Ass' tattooed on his arm.

"He told me he went to work at the soup kitchen." He said. I growled and looked to where Marcus was swimming back to shore.

"Dirty bitch. And those college assholes forced our dad's to do something that ridiculous and painful. Wanna wreck their place?" I asked him. He looked to me and nodded with an evil grin. We got out of the water and dried ourselves off with a couple of the college kids towels.

We slipped our clothes back on and I quickly told Greg and Andre to go home or I'll have their asses. They didn't argue and started to walk home.

Before we left the fence, Braden borrowed my blade to slash Marcus' vans tires. He took out a teddy bear and ripped the head off, sticking the body on the antenna.