Forever His Doll Face- A Vic Fuentes Story

Oh My Lord!

It was about 6 o'clock in the evening. I was getting restless. I was checking my instagram and posted a picture of my smiling face for once. My caption was "This is what excitement for PTV's last show looks like. Craziness at its finest."

67 likes and 5 comments in less than 3 minutes. I have a pretty active life on instagram, with 3k followers. I can't really keep up with them, and I could've sworn The Austin Carlile from Of Mice and Men followed me the other day.

It was to the point I couldn't contain myself. I couldn't just pace around my apartment, I had to get out of my place. So I did. I walked out and started skipping on the sidewalk out to my baby blue car. I craved Starbucks at the moment, so I decided to go there instead of driving around San Diego like a crazed excited idiot I was being.

I charged straight into the Starbucks, and went up to the counter. A person I knew, named Karah, was working her shift.

"What would you like, Mystic?" Her sweet voice asked.

"A vanilla bean frap, please. With a caramel drizzle and extra whipped cream!"

"Coming right up!"

I sat down and waited for my frap, and realized I desperately needed to pee. So I went to the bathroom, did my business, and as I washed my hands, the door opened. A small man with a backwards hat on, wearing a key street t-shirt and black shorts came in the bathroom and saw me.

It. Was. Vic. Fuentes...

"Shit! Wrong bathroom!" He yells, and I say, "Wait!"

He turns back around and came closer to me.

"Yes?" He asked. His sharp brown eyes pierced into my soul. I felt like I was going to pass out. He was only a couple of feet away from me.

"Are you Vic Fuentes?"

He pulls on his glorious brown hair and laughed. "Why yes, I am Vic Fuentes alright. But, I still gotta go. I'm gonna burst..." I could see him really trying to hold it all in.

"You can go in this bathroom! It will be our little secret."

"Oh! Thanks!" He rushed into a stall and finally relieved himself. Hearing him urinate and breathe a long sigh of relief was awkward, but at least it was the Vic Fuentes, and not just some random person!

I started whistling to 'Besitos.'

"You're a fan of Pierce the Veil," he beamed. "It's nice to see a fan here."

"It's really nice to see the Vic Fuentes peeing in Starbucks. In the girls bathroom."

"Ugh, tell me about it. Impulses got the worst of me. You don't want to know how long I've held this in."

Vic flushes the toilet and goes to wash his hands.

"I haven't gotten your name yet."

I took a deep breath. "My name is Mystic."

He dries his hands and smiles at me. "That's a beautiful name. I wonder why you were called that. Maybe cause of how it describes your mystical eyes."

I blush wildly. "Oh my. Thanks."

Vic does a cough. "So uh, you can hang with me and my friends if you want. We're all getting some drinks here."

"Yes, I'd love too!"

Vic subconsciously grabs my hand and we run out of the bathroom. I began to make a huge smile. It contained me from making a huge scene.

By then, my frap was ready. I took it, payed Karah, and went over to Vic's table. And there they were: Mike, Jaime, and Tony!