everyone screams as we begin our first song, Just For You. "alright, alright." I laugh, seeing Kyle swatting at a fly. "Kyle, you okay?"
"there's a fucking bee." he yells, realizing what it is. he swats it away and sighs in relief. "got it."
"that's good. so, as some of you know, I sister is here. she's also a youtuber so go check her out. Leahann Wells." I spell it out. "she's my baby sister and I show up in a lot of her videos when I'm actually home so go check her out. this song is dedicated to her, because it's her favorite." she holds up the finger. "love you baby sis. this is Sister."
Leahann waves her arms like a maniac after six song to get my attention. "what the fuck do you want Lee?" she points to her wrist, like a watch resides there. "oh, time?" she nods. "I need to race my sister over to Chris so give me like, five minutes? we're booking it both ways so."
"go, we'll keep them entertained." Kyle offers.
"thanks, be right back." I run off stage and grab Lee's hand. we book it backstage and along the gated area until we pass three stages and get to the Monster Truck stage. I grab Chris's shoulder as I try to catch my breath. he laughs and hands me his water. "thanks mate. this is my sister Leahann, she loves your band."
"hey Leahann." he hugs her. "you look like Max."
"I get that a lot." she sort of mumbles, shy to be around him.
"waters over there by the manager, you can go get some." she thanks him and grabs one, staying over there for a little.
"she's going to stay with you for awhile," I start right after she leaves. "be nice, don't offer her weed or I'll beat you. bring her to our meet and greet in three hours; you can hang with her until then if you want."
"if she's half as cool as you are, I'll love to hang with her."
"no weed, no sex, no alcohol."
"got it." Lee comes back. "you can stay back here and watch or front row."
"it's up to Max." Lee looks at me as I shrug.
"It's up to you, I was in my first mosh, that I remember, when I was nineteen."
"it's not a mosh." Chris corrects.
"oh right, I'm use to my fans because mine are better."
"bitch please." he holds up a hand, which I bite. "it's up to you Leahann." she looks at me for help.
"stay back here, because appearently Chris's fans are better at moshing and I don't want you to get hurt." she nods. "stop being shy, Chris won't bite; unless you steal his nuggets."
"nobody steals my veagan nuggets."
"they were gross anyways." I 'whisper' in Lee's ear, making sure Chris can hear.
"fuck off, get back to your show. I have the rules and I won't break them." I thank him and book it back. I get on stage and collasp.
"so. tired." I pant as Kyle holds my microphone to my face. "water." Jack tosses me mine. "thanks." I down it and jump up. "I'm alive guys and Lee is hanging with Chris for the next three hours so if you seem them making out, throw rocks. kidding. totally kidding. I trust them with my life. let's finish our show mother fuckers."
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I watch anxiously for Lea and Chris, they're thirty minutes late. I texted Chris where we were. "calm down Max, you trust them." Haley rubs my shoulder. "besides, here they come." I look over the fans' heads and see them coming up, having a sort of glow. they come over with cheesy grins and the glow. I stare to them for a second.
