Don't Trend On Me

Chapter 1: Last Day On Tour

        A warm beautiful breeze in Cali reminded me of the good times back when I was 10. Playing football at the backyard with my two older brothers (Francis & Jeremy), with my dad while my mom was preparing dinner. God, I'll cherish these moments. Speaking of cherishing, I would like to be with someone in my life to cherish our moments together. Someone who's loyal, sweet, and most importantly, someone who love me just the way I am.

Its been awhile since I dated Cynthia Travis in 9th grade. She's such an ungrateful whore who doesn't care about for anyone for shit. All she wanted is attention and our relationship lasted for 3 months. Hmm, I wonder how she's doing...Eh, who cares, she's probably engaged to some douche...

Well, back in reality. Man, I can't wait to go home and get some sleep after our "Kill Em' All" album was finished. So me and the band right now on tour bus in 2 hours before performing our last tour at Panorama. "Ugh, what the fuck is that smell?" I can't even breathe. "Um, it was James who has diarrhea in the bathroom 'cause he'd just ate a big ass burrito with extra beans and cheese at the taco stand..." Kirk just finished his conclusion and laughing his ass off with Lars.

Ugh, I swear to god, can't they just shut the hell up or I'll shove a baby's pacifier up to their ass to make them fall sleep. "FUCKING JAMES!!!" I shouted at James who's in the bathroom for god knows how long...probably 3 hours. He'd came out with a grin on his face.

"Ah Cliffy, my bad. I was just so hungry and also craving for a damn burrito before we went on tour bus." He glared at me with his typical Hetfield's smile again. "Alright, can you at least warned me next time?" I said while reading a Thrasher magazine. "You got it, Burton."

5 MINUTES TILL' OUR PERFORMANCE STARTS:

 We made it on time. A whole crowd of fans is like a zoo out there. I can hear it from backstage while smoking my cigarette from my jean jacket pocket. "Hey Cliff, remember the time this chick with huge  tits throws a thong at Kirk's face?"

 Lars giggles and looking back at Kirk while he's wiping his guitar. "Oh yeah, hehe. I remember that look on his face. He'd sniffed it for a second and he kind of got turn on or something."

 "SHUT THE FUCK UP, CLIFF!!!" Kirk yelled at me with his face turned into a tomato. "C'mon Kirk, it was so fucking hilarious the way you sniffed her thong. You must be hungry, Kirky Boy." James blurted out across the room sitting on the sofa with his beer.

"You guys are bunch dicks. I'm gonna tell my mommy on all of you. Starting with you, Lars." Kirk mocking into a child whining voice he makes. Oh boy...We're just chilling in backstage until our time is up. "Alright you guys, you know what to do. Let's show the fans how fucking badass we are!" James shouted as we fist our hands in the air and gathering our equipments on stage.