Little Miss Reckless and Fire (Band Fan-fic)

Chapter 1

Keep singing. Breath support. Use your diaphragm. 

Solid guitar entrance. This is it. Here we go.

"How are you doin' tonight Cincinnati?!" I yelled into my microphone. "I'll keep this short 'cause I know you already know who we are. But just case we got some newbies out there, we are called 'Remedy' and this is our time to fucking shine!" I was nearly screaming, competing with the crowd. Adrenalin, pure, sweet and amazing pumped through my blood stream the second my foot touched the stage. I loved it. I could hear nothing but the screams, cheering and shouts from within the sea of people and that's what I needed to hear to forget about the butterflies threatening to beat my stomach to a pulp. Sneaking a glance to my right at the side-stage I saw my best friend who was nearly in tears from excitement. I loved him. God he was awesome. I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for him and his own music. This was my band's first time EVER on Vans Warped Tour 2011. This was only the second day and the first was hell. Today had to be better and I was going to make sure of that. 

Now you're probably wondering who my friend is. His name is Austin Carlile, the frontman of Of Mice & Men. I'll save how I met him for another time. Right now I needed to focus on not fucking up this performance and needed to focus on giving my band a much better rep.

My voice came out raspy, just as I wanted it to in the beginning of this song. I did as Austin had always taught me, throw every once of power, strength and emotion into my voice and performance as my body, heart and mind would allow. And I was doing just that at this very moment.

XX

"Thank you all for coming and watching us play! You don't know how much that means to us! I love you, the guys love you, hell we wouldn't even be here if it weren't for some of you! Thank you so much!" I yelled again, strutting around the stage, pumped and still filled with energy. I put the mic down on the stand and took off running off stage and flying into Austin's arms. He caught me, like he always did and laughing. "So much better than yesterday. I can feel it."

"Damn right. Tyler, you were amazing out there. I've never seen so much emotion come from someone so quiet and reserved." Austin smiled speaking into my hair. "You were turning heads." 

"That crowd got bigger the longer you played. I've never seen that before." Tino, the drummer for Of Mice & Men, smiled at me. 

"I'm proud of you little girl." Austin chuckled.

I poked my tongue out at him. "I'm only little to you."

"No you're pretty short, pip squeak." My lead guitarist, Aspen laughed. He ruffled my hair making me squeak and scowl at him. 

"Jackass." I growled playfully. I turned my attention back to Austin. "So what are we doing today?" I asked. I was jittery and bouncing up down, unable to stand still for no longer than a millisecond. 

Austin swung an arm around my shoulders. "How about, you get cleaned up and then you and I go chill out. I've got a surprise for you." 

"But I don't like surprises..." I whined. Not after yesterday at least. 

"You'll be fine goofball. Go on, shoo. Get a shower and change. You know where the buses are." Austin said shoving me playfully and carefully as if he was afraid to hurt me. 

Even after all these months, even after a solid year, he still treated me like the most delicate rose. 

XX

I stood in the shower, loving the feeling of the warm water cascade over my body. The only thing I hated was seeing my body and the countless scars that littered it. These scars. My sickly looking build. I hated everything about it. Memories flooded my mind.