Sixx
The City of Angels. It's where I live now. I'm not in London anymore.
"You're not in Kansas anymore," I say loudly to myself, and laugh. Stupid Oz refrence. Which reminds me...
"ALL ABOARD," my speakers shout out. Crazy Train by Ozzy. Just awesome. I lose the rest of my clothes in a strip tease dance I did for my boyfriend once. Okay, so I may've dabbled in the ahem entertainer industry... It's a bonus if you ask me! I jump in the shower and dance like a crazy woman (on the Crazy Train hehehehe) all over the shower, getting bubbles everywhere. I finish quickly, and shake my hair out like a dog. The mirror becomes splattered with water. I laugh at that. Taking my towel, I ninja whip the mirror a hundred times. Meh. Looks good to me. I crazy train out to my boxes where my clothes reside. I pull my favorite neon yellow shorts with DIY black pyramid studs on the pockets out, and a shirt comes out attached. My favorite Crue shirt, to be exact. Perfect!
Ashley
I follow the guys around in the bright LA sunlight. They convinced me to go out after half an hour of truth or dare. It's noon, so there are a thousand people all over.
"Let's get lunch," I suggest, after my stomach does an impersonation of a dying whale.
"PIZZA!" Jake shouts.
"Which place?" there's no point in arguing right now.
"DUH. PIZZA HUT," Jake and CC say together. I just sigh. Andy and Jinxx laugh and agree. All of them aren't hungover bastards like myself.
Sixx
I go to Pizza Hut for lunch. I've been here three days, and haven't had pizza yet, what a disgrace! It's like 12:15 so the place is completely packed. First normal timed lunch though! I'm proud of myself. I worm my way through, and obtain food for the beast that is my stomach. A medium pizza, and M:tn. Dew. I perch at one of the window seats. I'm working on destroying the first part of my pizza, when a bunch of guys invade. They're dressed like the next KISS, without the makeup. I just continue with my pizza, trying to ignore them.
"SIT WITH A STRANGER," one yells out, and they scatter. Please not me....... A piece of my pizza suddenly levitates by someone's hand.
"Hey, my pizza," I murmur childishly. I look up at my pizza's captor.
"Hi," says the man standing in front of me. His chocolate eyes stare into my own.
"H-hey there," I say, smiling. Ho my fucking god He's so sexy. Wait... No. NICOLASA! You're faithful! But... You're also in another country.
"What's your name?" he asks me.
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Concert Gigs and Guitar Picks (Ashley Purdy of Black Veil Brides)
FanfictionShe's the girl who goes by HIS name. The god of rock n roll, one of many, Nikki Sixx. The girl is Nicolasa Sahve. The boy she meets upon moving back to America is named Ashley Purdy. This girl doesn't know what his band is. She interviews them throu...
