Rebel Love Song

First Performance And Other First

Skylar's POV

"WHAT'S UP DALLAS TEXAS!" the crowd went wild as Vic talked. I just waited backstage until Disaterology started playing. I felt like an mindless trained dog, only reacting when a command was given. Was the whole tour going to be like this? I shook off those thoughts and tried concentrating on the concert. Jaime was a beast onstage, and that's putting it mildly. The way he swings his guitar and runs around the stage was amazing. Fucking amazing. His energy was electric and honestly I don't know how he was doing it after all those tacos. Somewhere throughout the concert Vic had a run circle for Tony, "the fastest drummer in the world" quote unquote. I heard the interlude for Disasterology and Vic introduced me "So guys tonight we have a special girl who will be touring with us till she's having her own guest singer" the audience was mixed; some were excited, quiet, or half heartily clapping. "Give it up for Skylar- well I don't know her last name" the crowd laughed and I awkwardly walked on stage, stumbling upon the wires.

I heard snorts and chuckles as I approached the mic. "Uh hey" with that I was handed a mic and the interlude that had been playing this whole time picked up. "I laid down, I drank the poison then I passed the fuck out" Vic continued his part as I softly hummed and kinda swayed to the music "If you come over tonight we can travel through time we can sleep on the ceiling and creep under black lights, I have a million different girls that hide under my bed, and when I let them out they treat me right." Vic and I cross faded. Originally my voice was stronger but we traded off so he could sing the next line "Oh what a waste of a perfectly good clean wrist, you were screaming till the police came." I sang the background "Can we create something beautiful and destroy it?" while he held his note. The crowd sang along and I even got some of the audience to sway their hands which made me happy. All the harsh feelings towards Vic evaporated as I looked at unto the crowd and sang my heart out.

Bulls In The Bronx was the shit. The crowd warmed up to me and I did the same. Once I was comfortable I went crazy. After I was done I got a reasonable amount of applause and whistles. I exited the stage breathless and hyped up. I was buzzed off of the adrenaline and high off the energy. Kellin smiled and gave a thumbs up as he ran onstage for King For A Day. I gulped down three water bottles and ate a leftover taco as the concert ended. Mexican music played through the speakers as the boys and Kellin left the stage. Well Jaime came barreling through as he puked in the nearest trashcan, I quickly snapped a pic and posted it on Instagram. 'Don't Eat 101 Tacos An Hour Before A Show' and it was sent. I got a few comments "ARE YOU REALLY BACKSTAGE?!?!' or 'IS MY BABY OK?' and so on and so on.

A comment stood out and I replied to the user '@cookie_addict324 I do have to agree that Himeh looks incredibly attractive even as he pukes his guts out' : I logged out and headed to the buses. I plugged in my headphones and Makeshift Chemistry came on. I started rocking out and spinning occasionally as I walked. I was almost to the buses when I hit a wall,at least that's what it felt like. I sheepishly looked up and stared wide eyed at the shirtless Ashley Purdy. I wasn't breathing, moving, twitching, nothing, I was completely still. I heard a deep chuckle and Andy's smooth voice "Starstruck at Ashley aren't we?" I growled "Yeah cause Ashley's actually a decent human being!" I retorted "I'll never be a decent human being! Haven't you heard that I'm a God or at the least an Angel to my fans?" his arrogance was annoying, clearly his fans wouldn't say that if they met him like this. "Wow wouldn't your fans love to hear their 'humble honest and loving' Andy be cocky! Is little Andy mad that someone isn't drooling over him?" I scoffed back. He rolled his blue eyes as Ashley just stared at us "fuck off Skylar, I would call off what I said earlier but I'm not that crass and mean" he pushed past me and flicked me off "wow sooo mature!" I yelled at him, huffing I turned to a laughing Ashley.

"What?!" I snapped at him, he raised his hands in a I Surrender kind of way. "whoah calm down spitfire don't get so worked up" I sighed and I felt hollow and cold. "Sorry". He slung his arm around me and lead me the opposing way I was originally going. "Don't get so worked up, Andy is going through a lot, he's just a man who sings, why do you hate him so much?" I sighed again and just walked back to where I was heading before the Andy fiasco: I stopped to answer Ashley's question, "I have my reasons". I put my headphones back in, confused of when they came out, and continued my walk. I had my head down and when I decided to look up, Bang! There's a stupid fucking pole. I got up off the ground and dusted myself off, rubbing my forehead. What the hell is a pole in the middle of a parking lot doing there? I looked around and dejectedly sighed as there were more poles in the lot. Of course I of all people would run into one, then again I am me.

No one was on the bus and it was eerily quiet. I plopped down on the sofa and unplugged my headphones, letting my music flow through the silence. I went to my bunk and grabbed the black bag off the floor. Abby and I packed four days worth of clothes as we couldn't decide what to wear so I had two days left till I had to go shopping: with zero money. Sighing, I changed into my Cookie Monster onsie and sang along to the song playing. " Take your hand in mine it's us tonight this is a rebel love song. Hearts will sacrifice it's do or die, this is a rebel love song!! Wild and running for one reason they can't stop us from our freedom!" My musical entourage was cut short when a certain giant that smelt like hairspray stopped the song. "For a person who hates me, you sure do know the lyrics to Rebel Love Song" his eye brow arched and I felt the anger rising. As calmly as I could, with teeth clenched, I spoke "Abby's obsessed with it plus it was dedicated to me" he snorted "Let me guess, daddy didn't approve but you continued seeing him and your boyfriend thought it was ever so perfect?". I rolled my eyes and sat on the sofa, re-logging into Instagram. "More like society didn't approve of my girlfriend and I" I didn't bother looking at him, the silence highlighted his disgust. After a moment of silence Andy spoke softly and barely above a whisper "I came to apologize" I softened up at his words. Words were words and I've lived through too many broken promises to trust them. "Listen Skylar I know you don't know what it's like to lose fans because you change the way you are but it's, rough. I've lost so many fans and i'ts hard to cope how only so many people like you for who you are while others like your looks. I know it's no excuse but -" I cut him off. "If you're trying to make me feel bad then save your words, better yet save your apology." His face morphed into different emotions, sadness, desperation, anger, hope, and confusion, but settled on his normal cold emotionless face. He left without a word