Sex, drugs, n' rock n' roll. That's how Baz has dreamed to live her life. She doesn't care if she's mean and she does things her way. What'll happen when she runs into an up-and-coming band that just won't leave her alone?
I don't own any companie...
"If I could Baby, I'd give you my world Open up Everything's waiting for you"
They just stood there, in a pile of faces. They glared happily as I kept singing.
I winked and played more. Slash had a big grin and so did Izzy. I jammed out a little more until the song was done. They all clapped and Coal walked up to me, holding my chin in his hand.
"You, you are going to be the best rockstar ever!" He said excitedly. He leaned down, maybe for a kiss, but I put my hand on his chest and pushed him away, politely, of course.
I guess Axl had noticed, because he patted Coal on the back, kind of aggressively, and then started talking to me.
"You, are going to be fantastic." He said with a smile. I guess Coal and Axl didn't get along very well.
"Now, Oliv, I would like you to get them OUT OF MY HOUSE!" I yelled.
"Why?" She asked as she stood there and everyone looked confused.
"1) I didn't let you invite them over in the first place, 2) I have my first gig tonight and I need to get ready, and 3) I want some fucking privacy!!" I yelled as she rushed the boys out. I don't want anything to do with them, like, at all.
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I pulled on my leather jacket and extra-ripped jeans. I had a shirt with rips in it and a sports bra underneath. I teased my hair and did some outrageous makeup. I was still working on writing my own songs, so for right now, I was going to do some covers.
We drive up to the venue. Fuck. I see the members of Guns N' Roses inside, meaning that they found out where I would be performing. I hate this.
I rush through the crowd and make my way backstage. I pull out the guitar I would be using, an Assassin GE39, and I plug it in next to the stage.
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The guitar played smoothly and fit my body well. I had a raspy voice, similar to Axl's.
The man introduced me, and I walked out.
"This is something that was written by 'Motley Crue'. It's called," I put in my vox, "Kickstart My Heart!" I yelled, the guitar making my voice sound electric. I started playing and the crowd went wild. I saw the boys staring me down.
"Oh, are you ready girls? Oh, are you ready now? Whoa, yeah Kick start my heart, give it a start Whoa, yeah, baby Whoa, yeah Kick start my heart, hope it never stops Whoa, yeah, baby, yeah"
The people went crazy over it. I guess I'm pretty good after all. I played my last songs and walked off stage. Thankfully, the boys hadn't snuck in. I ate some snacks and drank some Budweiser. Now THAT was fun.
There was a small TV, so I turned it on. I flipped it to MTV, and that's when Oliv snuck in, trying to make sure that the boys didn't follow her. She came in and sat on the couch.
"You sure you don't want to hang out with the guys?" She asked.
"They're really only here because they want to get into our pants." I snapped back.
"Please?"
"No."
"With a cherry on top?"
"I said no! You always get your way, but this time I say no!" I yell, finally snapping. She always got what she wanted, and I always tried to comply. My turn now.
"I'm sorry..." she says after a few seconds of silence.
"It's ok, I love you, bestie." I said, giving her a hug.
Little did we know that a man had snuck past security, but not one of our boys. I few minutes later, a man dressed in all black holding a knife came in.
"Hello, sir, what do you need?"
He walked up and held a knife to my throat.
"Liv, run." I whispered. The man applied a bit more pressure. He started to grab at my shirt. Well what was I gonna do, sit there and act like a baby? Oliv hesitated but she ran out the door and left it cracked. I grabbed his free hand really tight and squeezed it, probably breaking something. He winced in pain.
"Let me go or I will beat your fucking ass." I whispered in his ear. He started to stand up, but he dragged me along with him. I broke his grip and elbowed him in the stomach, then punching him in the face. Oliv and the boys ran in as I pinned him to the ground. They stood there watching me hold him to the floor.
"I said don't mess with me," I said as I threw the final blow that knocked him out and sent blood spitting out of his mouth. The boys looked at me with amazement. I pulled up the man and slung him over my shoulder, then laying him on the couch.
"Go get some gauze and the first aid kit." I demanded. The guys all spread out to find it.
I took the box out of Duff's hands and I tended to his wounds. I wrapped his hand up in an ace bandage and I cleaned the blood off of his face.
"You are badass. You ride a Hartley, you drink, and you beat people up." Duff said.
"I guess you could say that, but I still didn't invite you guys in here, so get out or you'll end up like him." I retorted as I pointed at the man. The guys all stepped out the door.
"Bye babe!" I heard Axl yell.
"Bye jackass!" I yelled back and I heard a chuckle.
