You Change Me

Beginning

Begging

Tuesday

November 27, 2012

My tattoo appointment thing was postponed. Instead of getting them two weeks ago like I was hoping, I got them yesterday. So my wrist and chest is absolutely fucked right now. And to add to it, Rocky threw in a free piercing, I got a Monroe. So, my lip is sore. And it doesn't help with the fact that I have to talk the whole time.

I'm trying to ignore the pain, including that I am about to do their interview. But it's kind of hard when I have to move around and stuff. Also, I am wearing a coat and it rubs against the new ink. It stings like a mother fucker.

Anyways, me and Vanessa are standing outside of the BOTDF Tour Bus, waiting for them to get done with sound check.

"You going to be alright?" Vanessa asks. I look at her and shake my head. I hear her chuckle at me. "I would say take your jacket off, but you'll freeze your ass off before they get back." I shake my head at her and chuckle.

She's crazy, but awesome. I look at her again. She's not looking at me. Instead, she's looking towards the door of the concert arena, where a line is already forming. Honestly, Vanessa is very gorgeous. She's skinny, she has awesome hair, and she can do amazing make up. She's also very gorgeous in the personality, if that makes sense.

She's wearing a short sleeved t-shirt with a smiling yellow bloon on it and in big black letters printed across her chest area, it says 'Blow Me'. The shirt is covered with a black leather jacket. She has on some nice black skinny jeans, red plaid heels, and a bag hug over her shoulder for the camera stuff. Her hair is straightened and her lips are coated with dark red lipstick.

I have on a black shirt that says in white lettering 'I'm not a sucker, I bite', along with a black pea coat, black skinny jeans that are leather striped? I don't know how to explain them, but they are striped with leather and stretchy fabric. That's the best I can do. My shoes are blue high heels with studs. My hair is wavy and all I have on my lips is Chapstick.

"They're coming. Damn, I just got nerves." Vanessa says, obviously nervous. Of course I'm nervous too, I'm about to sit between two sex gods and talk to them. But, I try not to show my nerves.

I laugh at her and turn in the direction I hear laughter coming from. The first thing I notice is that they look totally different than how they looked two weeks ago.

Dahvie's hair is green and black, instead of rainbow. Jayy's hair still has that red, but it's not to the side anymore. It's gelled, well it looks like its gelled, back and now both sides of his head is showing. They both are wearing black, of course. But something about it seems more extreme.

"Hey, ladies!" Dahvie exclaims. "I haven't seen you guys in two weeks! Give me some lovin'" He reaches out and grabs me, pulling me into a hug.

I have to keep myself from screaming because of the pain of the sudden pressure on the ink.

I laugh at Dahvie and hug him back. "It's good to see you guys!" I pull away from him.

"Woah, you got a Monroe!" Dahvie exclaims with a huge smile on his face.

"Yeah. It's a little sore." I say.

He chuckles. "Aw, man. And you have to talk this whole time." He gives me a sad face and walks over to Vanessa.

I look at Jayy and smile at him. He returns the smile, making me melt with butterflies.

"You did get a Monroe!" Jayy says, pulling me into a soft hug.

I nod. "I also got a couple tattoos." I smile proudly.

"Really? You'll have to show us those! But, not right now because you'll probably freeze your ass off. Adrian! Get the damn door open!" Jayy yells. I look over at the door and see a big guy, I'm guessing is Adrian, standing there fiddling with the keys.

He sticks a key in the nob, I hear a click, and the door opens. Adrian steps into the darkness of the bus and turns on a light, causing light to spill out into the dimming sun.

Jayy sighs. "Fuck yes." He whispers and quickly walks inside.

I wait for everyone else to walk in. When they're all in, I walk up the two stairs and enter the same bus I was in two weeks ago. I sigh in relief and shut the door. It's fucking cold out there. Plus, I can finally take off my coat, even though I'm still cold.

I strip off my coat and lay it on the back of the couch. I sigh once again and walk over to Vanessa who is standing by Jayy having an animated conversation. I look away from them and look around the room. I don't know where Adrian or Dahvie went. They aren't in the room. I look over into the open kitchen area and notice Dahvie standing there, messing with something.

I make my way through the small living area and walk up to Dahvie.

"Uh, when do you guys want to start the interview?" I ask. I look down at what he's doing.

He looks up at me and a small smile spreads over his face. "I don't give a fuck. Whenever you want to!" He looks back down at the thing he's doing.

"What are you doing?" I ask. Not even caring about the question I asked two seconds ago.

"I'm making us a joint." He says blankly. As if it wasn't a big deal.

I start laughing. "Do you guys smoke in every interview you're in?"

He starts laughing. "Hell yeah." He continues to laugh while focusing on the joint. After a few minutes of rolling, messing up, unrolling, and re-rolling, he finally gets done.

He looks up at me and smiles. "Now we can go on with the interview." He says and walks past me, and into the living room.

I laugh loudly and follow him. "Let's start the interview." I say and Vanessa nods.

"Where are you guys sitting?" She asks.

Jayy sits down on the black leather couch by the door. "Right here."

Vanessa chuckles. "Kay." She takes the bag off her shoulder and starts setting everything up.

I walk over to the couch where Dahvie and Jayy are now seated.

"You get to sit between us!" Dahvie says in a gay-ish sounding voice.

I chuckle at him and sit down.

"How many questions do we have?" Jayy asks.

I look at him. "Oh, yeah! I almost forgot the questions!" I exclaim. I start to get up, but a paper appears in my face. I look up and see Vanessa smiling down at me.

"They were in the bag." She says and sits on the couch opposite of us.

I turn back to Jayy. "I don't know. Barley even two pages." I hold the papers up.

He smiles and nods. "Okay. Are they good questions?"

I laugh at him. "I don't fucking know!" I exclaim and shake my head.

"You guys ready?" Vanessa says. We all look up at her and nod. "Okay then."

She straightens up the camera on the stand and presses a button. I see the red light flash on and a smile appears on my face.

The interview is finally beginning.