Fixing Us

Chapter 2

3:15 pm

Vic's POV

The last bell of the day rang and I jumped out of my seat, basically running to my locker. I was so excited because after school today I was going to go see one of my favorite bands live. They're called twenty øne piløts and they're really really good.

Plus a lot of today has been shit, so going to a concert would really help me. The only good thing that happened today was that she talked to me. I've always thought she was pretty, but I never even thought I would be able to say anything to her.

And I would never tell her, but I noticed how she looked at me before she asked for a pencil. Even though it was probably just because she'd never seen me before, I saw shock in her eyes. Maybe she thought I was cute? I don't know. I hope so.

I smiled at my thoughts as I reached my locker, putting everything in there leaving me with only my phone, wallet, and a pair of earbuds. I grabbed my skateboard out of my locker, carrying it until I got outside.

I rode my skateboard all the way home. When I reached my house I unlocked the doors quickly and ran inside and up to my room. I quickly changed into my older more worn out vans rather than my new ones because they're more comfortable plus my feet will probably get stomped on at the concert.

I also changed put on a t-shirt, because I'd probably get hot at the concert. And then I put a pack of cigarettes in my back pocket. They weren't even for me though, they were for my little brother Mike because if he forgot his like he normally does he would get really mad.

I met Mike at the door and we started walking to the venue.

3:15 pm

Carson's POV

The final bell rang and I jumped out of my set, basically running to my locker. I was so so so excited about the concert, I could hardly wait. I shoved everything but my purse into my locker and ran out of the school.

I got outside and found my car in the parking lot. I climbed inside and turned on my radio and played a ACDC cd. I drove home and walked up to the front door, unlocking it and running inside and then up the stairs.

I immediately stripped off my current clothes and put on my ripped up black jeans and a Beatles t-shirt. Then I put on my black high top converse and a few bracelets. I hate that I have to live like this, being someone I'm not at school. But it makes my mom happy so it's okay.

I ran to my bathroom and switched my makeup, putting on grey eyeshadow and thicker winged eyeliner and red lipstick. Then I peed and left my bathroom, but not before spraying on a little bit of perfume.

I hate to admit it, but I used to smoke. But now I have an e-cig so I grabbed it out of my dresser and stuffed it,as well as my phone and wallet, into a mini backpack I use at concerts. Then I grabbed it and my eyes and went back downstairs, being faced by my mom.

"I cannot believe I'm allowing you to leave the house like that." She said, glaring at me.

I just rolled my eyes and went out the front door, being quick to drive away.

When I reached the venue I walked up to the line which was backed up throughout the parking lot. I could wait.

During the last little bit of the concert *texts*

Mom: I cannot believe you left the house like that. You're grounded when you come home and you can say goodbye to your phone for the next week. I'm tired of your attitude towards me.

Me: Mom! You were yelling at me when I left for how I looked. So we're even.

Mom: Well you looked stupid so at least I have an excuse. You're lucky I even let you go to that stupid concert.

I got mad and shoved my phone back in my pocket and listened to the last song they played, which was Ode To Sleep. I didn't notice I was crying until the girl next to me asked if I was okay. I told her I was.

As soon as the set was over I made way out of the building and leaned against the wall smoking my e-cig. I could really go for a real cigarette right now though.

I looked over and saw a couple guys leaned up against the wall, one of them smoking.

"Can I have one of those?" I asked as they turned around. My eyes connected with dark brown ones, red from smoke.

To my surprise I was looking into the eyes of Vic Fuentes.

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Okay guys so this is the second chapter of this story. I hope everyone enjoyed it.

If you haven't already check out my Johnnie Guilbert FanFic if you want. If you even know who that is lol.

Anyways that's about it. Thanks for reading so far!

~peaceskies!