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     "So who is slipknot?"
     "The greatest band I have ever listen to."
     Monica put on the song Spit It Out. It was a an alright song. We listen to Slipknot all the way to Detroit where the concert was at. It was about a three hour drive but we made it there when we got there it was about six o clock and freezing outside. It was starting to get dark and the concert started at seven so we got in line. The line was huge hundreds of metal heads in line to go see this band perform. I was kinda excited for this.
 
     After standing in line for about a half an hour  we were up next. Than out of nowhere I hear girls scream! Even Monica, she was screaming "I LOVE YOU CHRIS!!!"
     I see a fairly decent hight guy with a mask on. His mouth had a zipper to close the lips and he had a oddly long nose. He walked up to Monica and I, "Hey ladies you look ready for the show tonight. You girls excited?"

     "Yeah." I chirped out kind of disturbed by that nose oh his.

     "Yeah Chris you don't know how ready I am. This is my friend Bri and she isn't into metal at all so my goal is to change her so you guys better perform your best." Monica said with a calm tone.

     "Oh really. I'll remember that." Chris chuckled. "You girls are up next do you want anything autographed?"

     "Of course!!" Monica said as she pulled out a All Hope Is Gone cd. "Could you sign this for me."

     "Who am I signing this for?"

     "Monica Rose!" Monica said all cheery.
      I recognized the number three that was on Monica's shirt was the same three on Chris's jump suit. Chris quickly signed his name and looked at me "Would you like an autograph?"

     "I guess sure you don't have to if you don't want to."

     "Are you stupid breezy, this is Chris Fehn you are getting his autograph."

     Monica handed Chris "Iowa" and and he started signing it and said "I'll write this one to Bri."

     I thanked him and he left with a hug and a goodbye. We waved and went inside when we got in there it was packed full of fans buying drinks and merch. Monica and I didn't want to miss any of the show so we went to the bathroom before the show. We walked to the bar to get drinks.

     "Hey lady's. What can I get you beautiful woman to drink." Said the bar tender that I watched stair at Monica's perky boobs.

      "Hey dickface, her face is up here!" I pointed out.  The bar tender started blushing.

     "I'm sorry ma'am." He winked.
  
     "I would like a beer." Monica said than looked at me.

      "I'll take a large water please." I said.

     "Bri? Your twenty six get a beer dude."

     "I'm not in the mood to drink Monnie. Maybe later."

     We get our drinks and go to the floor. Monica had to hold my hand as me pushed to get to the front of the crowed. There were five minutes till the concert and I was actually very excited. My gut kept getting smashed against the gate bar. We were so close to the stage you could reach out and touch it. Music started playing really low and a band called Bring Me The Horizon started off. They were pretty good. There were mosh pits here and there and a lot of people crowed surfing. Then the lights go dim. Some background music is playing very quietly. I see one guy walk out on stage. He is labeled number zero. He has a red Mohawk with some awesome red Adidas. He a mask that looked like a transformer. Witch is crazy because I love transformers. He has a some what identical jumpsuit as what Chris had. The whole crowd was screaming "Sid, Sid, Sid!" So I went along with it. Not to long after him another one of them came out. This guy looked like he was four feet tall. He had long black hair with a headband type Thing  made of thorns with weird gloves. In his hand he held two drumsticks I realized quickly he was the drummer. He was labeled number one. With a same kind of  jumpsuit. Every girl was screaming to the top of their lungs. "Joey, Joey,Joey!!!" The next one was number two with a kinda creep mask who name was Paul. Than Chris came out and Monica freaked out. Number four came out and he had some weird mask. His name with Jim. Number five came out, he had spikes all over his mask Monica informed me his name was Craig. Number six came out and he looked like a clown and I Lost it. I can't stand clowns I cover my face. He was creepy as fuck. Monica dies laughing. Number seven who was tall as hell came out than number eight came out and the crowed went wiled. All nine of the boys bowed than went to their positions. They started off playing a song Called Dead Memories. It was very catchy. Than they did a song called eyeless Sid was going crazy on his decks. It was out standing. After about two and a half hours it was down to the last song. I was so sad and I didn't want it to end. The song Psychosocial came on. Now the crowed went wild Sid jumped off of his little balcony like thing his equipment was on and ran right up to the crowd. He started high giving everyone and that he got right in front of me and jumped into the crowed right on me he moved behind me and than I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head. I was alright at first but than I got dizzy. I saw SIDS body go over me.   Than it went black and I could feel my body hit the floor and I felt people slowly step on me. All I could get was the music. I could get Monica scream my name. When I opened my eyes all I saw was the faces of a few hundred metal heads. I see Monica look at me in fear. I look over and see all the members of slipknot looking at me.  Well, all besides one. I realize I'm on the shoulders of Sid we started walking back stage. They were a lot of security back there but they let us threw. We walked into this door that said  'Sidney Wilson'. He set me down on a chair that was sitting in the small dressing room. He took off his mask and my god he was breath taking. I swear my jaw dropped to the floor. He kinda looked at me and gave me a little smile.

     "Let me look at the back of your head."

     "Um why what happen? What am I even doing her? I'm supposed to be with Monica."

     "Stop talking I'm trying to make sure I didn't hurt you."

    "What happen?"

    "When I was crowed surfing I accidentally kicked you in the back of the head. I'm really sorry. This has never happen before. Please don't sue or anything."

    "I'm not going to sue you Sid." I said with a smile on my face. "You kicked ass out there by the way."

     "Thanks." There was about a five second pause. "Did I catch your name?"

     "Oh yeah, my name is Brianna. But you can call me Bri for short."

     "I like Breezy Bear. So that's what I'm going to call you for now on."

     "For now on? You acting like we are going to see each other again." I say blushing.

     "Well I hope you wanted to stay awhile. Meet the rest of the band. Your really calm. I would have expected a fan to freak out or start fangirling or sumthin'"

     "Well actually I came here with a friend. I don't listen to this kind of music. This is my first rock concert."

     "What kind of music you listen to than?"

     "Hip hop.."

    "I listen to a little hip hop myself."

    I just smile because I don't Leno what else to say. Than I say the stupidest thing ever. "Your very are attractive  Mr. Sidney Wilson." Right when I said that I wanted to put my head threw a wall.

     Sids face started turning red like his hair. He rubs my head a little "You sure hit your head hard."

    "My fucking god I'm sorry. I really am I probably should be going before I make things awkward again." I said trying to get up but Sid pushes me right back down.

     "Your not leaving quite yet. I haven't been able to say what I wanted to say. To be honest I'm completely surprised. Girls always go for Corey or Joey. So thank you for them complement. You are jaw dropping yourself. I really want you to finish the tour with us and stay with us for a little bit."

    "I don't think I can tho." I said really wanting to.

    "Why? Do you have a job? Kids? Boyfriend?"

    "No I don't have any of that, but what about Monica she is my best friend and I'm not going to leave her to go live with her favorite band in the world."

     "Who said she couldn't go with?"

    " I guess I'll have to talk to her than. Can I get out of my chair now."

     "Yeah, sorry if I weirded you out a little bit."

     "No you didn't it's ok." I walk up to him and give him a hug that lasted like forty-five seconds and than kissed him on the cheek. I looked him straight in the eyes and said "Number zero you are my hero."

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