Chapter One

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I threw on my shoes as I ran out the door. The only way I would make it is if I went now. I hit the corner and tucked around the side. When I looked back he pulled into the drive way. I made it!

               I climbed on the bus and headed for my destination. I’m going! I’m going to make it! The bus ride was about forty-five minutes; from there was only a fifteen minute walk. I can’t believe I’m going to make it to their concert. As the bus moved on I did my make-up and hair as much as I could on a moving vehicle. The downside being no matter how much make up I wore I couldn’t get rid of the black eye or the busted lip, not completely anyways. Just enough for it to be unnoticeable in a crowded concert.

Anyways, my name is Remsy, but I go by Raven, at least that’s what my old friends called me. Anyways, I’m 5’5” and have deep brown eyes, and I mean deep. Half the time they look black its actually kind of cool, and basically the only thing I like about myself. I have a lopsided haircut, not shaven off but a lot shorter than the other side, its angled pretty cool actually, and dyed purple. My favorite bands are Pierce the Veil, All Time Low, We Came as Romans, and many more. 

               Pierce the Veil, Sleeping with Sirens, and All Time Low are having a show tonight and I’ve been waiting to go for months! I can’t wait, and I wouldn’t let him ruin it for me. I’ve been trying to get away for a year now, every time I think I can I’m knocked right back in my place. That’s why I had to run off while I had the chance!

               I was listening to my music when I saw the theatre. I made it. The process to get in was relatively easy since I didn’t have a bag or a coat. I won tickets to the front pit. I would be right at the stage, especially since I had shown up 5 hours early so I could. The things we do for our bands.

               Sleeping with Sirens opened and did an amazing job, followed by All Time Low, and of course girls threw their bras on the stage per usual. Ew. Alex even winked at me! At least I think he did, it could have been anyone. Finally the best part of the night. Pierce the freaking Veil! It’s everything I’ve dreamed of. I’ve been listened to them since high school; they’ve helped me through a lot in my life. Now I’m twenty-two and in love with the drummer boy.

               The band came on stage and I saw him. His perfect body, amazing hair, and those tattoos. So sexy.  They began their set and the crowd got pumped! As the songs went on the crowd would go crazy. I was doing my best to keep my ground but people were trying to push me down. I felt a pair of hands pull me back to my feet. When I looked up it was none other than Vic Fuentes. He winked at me as he let go of my hand. Wow!

               He glanced down at me and a concerned look overcame his face.  Shit! I pulled back and tried to get a few rows back from the stage. He went on with the show occasionally glancing in my direction.

               Mike’s POV

               Our band was up and we were kicking some serious ass. The crowd was going wild and it was such a thrill. I pounded on my drums like crazy, as I do every day until Tony’s solo hit. While he played I took a swig from my water when I saw Vic reach down off the stage. There I saw a cute girl being squished under the crazy mosh of people. Vic pulled her back up and I saw her, this gorgeous girl being smothered by all these insane fans. She was stunning; she had deep purple hair and beautiful dark eyes. I looked closer and saw that she looked a little beaten up. She was wearing a black crewneck with our band on it and black fingerless gloves. It was actually a really cute outfit looking closer. I could see her half black half purple shorts with black cat stockings.  I chuckled at the thought of her running around on a normal day in those clothes.

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