"Ready guys!
ONE
TWO
THREE" Roy yelled before swinging his mic towards his chest, bellowing out a sweet emo anthem.
Young Montgomery struggled to keep up with the music, his fingers getting lost in the strings as he played. Sadly for him it was not the first time.
Roy stopped singing and the sound of the others playing slowly quietened as they all turned towards Monty, who hadn't noticed, trying to still keep up. It was getting painful to watch.
"Monty."
"Monty."
"MONTY!"
Monty finally stopped and turned, knowing he'd fucked up.
"Right...I'm sorry i swear, I did practice, promise, I just got...busy."
Monty tried his best but there was no point.
"GO Monty!"
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Monty dragged himself home, tying his hair up as the rain began to tap itself on the pavement.
"Pathetic phallacy" Monty sighed.
He reached the outside of his dorm room, tapping himself down for his keys.
"FUCK MAN! MY LUCK"
Monty's yelling must of alerted his room mate.
"MONTY! HOWD IT GO!" Tyrone enthusiastically smiled, swinging the door open. Tyrone quickly felt the energy created.
"Shit, sorry dude. Spliff?" He then held his hand out to Monty.
Monty stared in confusion
"Huh?"
"Spliff?" Tyrone repeated.
Monty scowled.
"Not the time man, my life's falling apart, Not everyday has to be hippie shit."
Monty's anger issues often came out, like just now.
Tyrone knew this was serious, Monty rejected spliffs? No way.
"I'm going to sleep man, I'll talk yo you tomorrow, don't do no silly shit innit." Monty threw himself onto bottom bunk and didn't even need to pretend to sleep, he just dropped unconscious.
The next day, Monty woke up, but not to the sound of his alarm like usual, it was to the sound of banging, not sexual either. Monty jumped up, thinking it was a burglary, yet no. It was worse. Naked Tyrone baked as fuck.
Monty just threw himself out the dorn and went on a walk.
It was one of those hot days, but not the nice hot, the sweaty body, B.O smelling kind of heat. The café down the road was practically calling for him. Caramel Frappe. Very much needed.
But for some reason, today everyone was there, even...paparazzi?
Monty sped up intrigued, getting more excited as he saw a very familiar van. The Glamrock Van. One of a kind. Home to the Glamrock animatronics, Monty's inspiration ever since he was younger and lost his parents. It was the song that was playing when his parents crashed the car.
"I'VE LOST MY EARRING!"
Glamrock Freddy cried, there was no sign of the others. All the fans were crowded around Freddy, making it harder for him to find, overwhelming him as camera flashes harassed him.
"I need to do something..."Monty mumbled.
He walked closer, before stopping and seeing something glimmer. A blue earring, the same one Freddy got to match with Bonnie, Monty's favourite. Monty grabbed it and ran towards the crowd.
"GET THE FUCK AWAY, MOVE. MOVE. YOURE OVER WHELMING HIM. I FOUND THE EARRING FREDDY!"
Freddy looked up in relief, eyes glimmering as Monty grabbed fan girls and swung them to the side.
Freddy grabbed Monty and pulled him in for a hug, taking the earring
"THANK YOU YOUNG BOY, THANK YOU SO MUCH. I OWE YOU MY LIFE. NOT LITERALY BUT STILL!" Monty was surprised, but didn't know how to react.
"It's not a problem, you're a big deal to me, you help me through a lot with your music, Bonnie inspired me to make music of my own, so thank you."
Monty wasn't much of a talker, or a thankful person, so this was a big deal.
"This is so weird of me, can't believe I'm doing this but, do you want to come with me. I have someone I want you to meet."
Monty stared, for once cracking a smirk. Letting out the words:
"Holy fuck."
YOU ARE READING
I Want To Be A Rockstar
Fiksi Penggemar(Based on RUIN) Young Montgomery Gator wants to be a rockstar, like his idol Glamrock Bonnie, but when he's kicked out his band, Monty starts to give up on his dream, but when Hope gives him a hand, he takes it.
