Concert Gigs and Guitar Picks (Ashley Purdy of Black Veil Brides)

Chapter Twenty Five - First In Blue

Sixx

"Hey Purdy," I say as soon as he answers. 

"Hey Nikki,"

"Grr," 

"Call me Ashley, I'll call you Sixx," I can hear his smirk and his wink through the phone. 

"Fine. Ashley. What should I wear tonight?" 

"Have you got an idea? Some choices?"

"Yeah. A couple," I look at the four dresses on my bed.

"Send me pictures of them," 

"Not unless I can see what you're wearing. You're not getting away with that again,"

"Mmm, no," he says, knowing I'm sort of stuck. "Do I get to see?" 

A great idea (as I thought at the time) strikes me. 

"Nah. I'll have Samm come over. Hey, is that girl cc is going to propose to going to be there?"

"Damn.And, no. She's got a concert tonight," 

"Really? Very interesting. I didn't know she was in a band,"

"Yep. Drummers marry drummers, I guess," 

"We don't know that yet," I counter. "The girl is only eighteen. You never know,"

"You're such a downer, Sixx," 

"Whatever. You know how I view things," 

"Yeah, and you could use a healthy dose of CC and Ivy," he retorts. 

"I could meet the girl first," I suggest. "We're both BVB girls, we gotta know each other at some point," somebody knocks on the door. "One second," I shout. 

"What?" he asks.

"There's somebody at the door," I tell him. I cough 'I love you' to him. He laughs. 

"I love you too. Call me in a minute," he says. 

"Will do," he ends the call and I open the door. 

"SIXXY!" a delighted Sammi shouts, throwing her arms around me. 

"Hi.... Sammi," I struggle to breathe. 

"It's a Jeffree Star party. I am obligated to help you," 

"Oh! Thanks, Sammi. I was wondering why you were here," I catch her glare. "I'm sorry! I just don't normally expect you around these parts. We're always meeting at a BVB function," I apologize quickly. She laughs quickly. 

"I know, I know," she says, still laughing. "Your scared face is so cute," she laughs. I blush. These people are so good at making me blush. "So," she continues right on, "are you moving in with Ashley?" she just asks, like there's totally nothing wrong with U-Hauling after fourteen days! I start choking on air straightaway. 

"W-w-we've been a couple for 14 days!" I cry out. 

"AWW! YOU'RE COUNTING!" she squeals and fangirls and giggles. I flush red obnoxiously. 

"SO!" I cry in my defense. 

"THAT IS SO CUTE!" Sammi squeals. At the mention of this couple thing, I remember. 

"Sammi, one second," I tell her, and pull my phone out, dialing Ashley. "Hey, Ashley. It's me. Sammi made a house call of her own accord," 

"Oh, darling. I'm so sorry," he replies, "well, that takes up the rest of your night. I'll see you at the party, doll," 

"Yeah," I say. 

"I still wanna see what you're gonna wear,"

"No can do," I sing. 

"Fine. It was worth a shot. I love you," 

"You too," 

"No, say it," he says. I know what Sammi's reaction will be. 

"You're evil," I reply. 

"Come on baby girl. I love to hear you say it," he coaxes. I sigh heavily. 

"Fine," I say normally, and then change my voice. "I love you," I coo. Sammi lets out an unadulterated squeal. 

"Sammi?" he asks. 

"Yup. I gotta go. Bye," I laugh, and he ends the call. Sammi is standing there, squealing. "Cool your jets," I sigh. "Look, I don't know what to wear. Are you gonna help me?"

"Let's," she laughs, a malicious grin decorating her innocent face. 

"You look like an evil dress coordinator, not my lovely Sammi," she laughs at my stupid remark, and drags me into my bathroom. 

"Where are your choices?"

"There are a few on my bed," she's gone before I can finish saying bed. I sit on my bath's edge, looking at my freshly done nails, unsure of what to do. I hear something faint, and then...

"SIXX YOU ARE MY SOUL SISTER!" Sammi screams, running back into the bathroom, a whirlwind of hair and sparkles and blue. Oh, my blue dress. It's got an off the shoulder on one side and long sleeved on the other side. It glitter. And she also happens to have my tallest heels, the only blue that matches this dress. They're studded, with some serious power to do damage. "Forgive me, Ashley, if you make her mad tonight," she giggles,and I double over, laughing. 

"If he makes me mad, I'm just not going home with him," I grin viciously. 

"You're dangerous, girl. Fooling with Ashley's after party," 

"It's swallowing my own bullet, I know," I laugh. 

"So, for your makeup," she says, instanty moving on, "I was thingking a deep black liner with white glitter, and a deep red on your lips. I've got just the thing, too. Brand new, unreleased. It's from a company called Lime Crime," my turn to fangirl. 

"I LOVE LIME CRIME! I STALK THEIR WEBSITE..... but I've never seen a... what?"

"A Velvetine," she explains, "It's not released yet. Jeffree gave me his samples, he has an overflow," 

"Great. Cool. I don't actually care. Use it on my face, now!" I'm getting really hyped up. I love LC. She starts pulling out all of the make up I've got. It's all LC. She looks up at me, brow raised. "Told you I like Lime Crime," I mutter. 

"It'll work! Close your eyes," she tell me. I do, and soon feel the liquid colors all over my face. Well.... Not all over my face. You know what I mean. In their respective places. She starts drying my face, with, and I shit you not, a blowdryer. She then puts the lipstick stuff on. She claps. 

"You're done!" I jump up, and look in the mirror. And the picture staring back is a work of glam rock art. 

"Sammi. Have I ever told you how much I love you?" 

"So, you like," she replies. 

"Like? Try LOVE!" I laugh, totally enthused with how I look. 

"Alright. Put your dress and shoes on, then I'm talking your bathroom," she says, closing the door. "Oh, and, I'm using your make up," 

"That's fine," I laugh. I dress quickly, and text Ashley. 

S: You're gonna love what I'm wearing

A: can't wait ;P 

I run out of the bathroom. "All yours," I say, and Sammi storms it. 

"You take so long!" she yells, slamming the door. 

"It was two seconds," I reply,"cool your jets,"