“This sucks…” I mutter to myself, about my new work. I finished my latest portfolio, for the agency I work for. We’re a group that works for most pop punk, rock, metal, music along those lines labels. We’re photographers that tour with the bands. We have to submit updated portfolios twice a year and I’ve been neglecting to turn in my second, and tomorrow is the due date; we get fired if it isn’t good enough, or if we don’t do it.
I slip mine onto my bosses desk, and leave. I am so thankful he wasn’t in there when I turned it in. I’m a great photographer, or so I’m told, but that work isn’t my best. I haven’t been inspired to do so great lately; I haven’t toured with any bands in forever. And I’ve most usually gotten small time bands. It isn’t bad, but it’s because I’ve worked here for the least amount of time.
I walk down the hallway, into my studio. I keep my own copies of every picture I take, so I have them later. Feeling nostalgic, I reach in and grab a random tour folder..
Tonight Alive.
This was before they first started to get big. I honestly love them so much. I actually keep in contact with Jenna sometimes. I look at a photo of a concert, and then slide it back into the folder. I look at some other small time bands that never went anywhere that I toured with, and then I’m finished.
I gather up my things into my bag and start putting everything else away. My shift ends in 3 minutes, and I want to leave on time. That way, I can hurry home quicker. I hear a knock at my door. I look up.
“Come in!” I yell, so the person on the other side hears. The doorknob turns and the mail guy or whatever you call him is pushing an envelope towards me.
“Your next job, I hear. Hope you have fun, Molly. Have a good night.”
I open the envelope, and my heart jumps from my chest.
I’m going on a tour with Pierce The Veil!
I internally scream and grab all of my things and clock out. I drive home, not even stopping to pick up dinner, and go straight into my apartment. I sit down and read the details…
I’m touring with PTV, ADTR, and ATL for House Party… AND ADAM ELMAKIAS IS GONNA BE THERE TOO!!! Omigosh!
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FanfictionPierce The Veil, Vic fanfiction. What happens when Adam Elmakias takes an aspiring musical photographer under his wing, and goes on the House Party tour? Read and find out!