Ch. 17

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~Annabelle's POV~
Emily and I hid Pete's bass in a storage closet by Patrick's dressing room, making sure to leave one of his fedoras with it. After we walked back to Pete's dressing room to ask where it was. "Hey, Pete the tech guys are looking for your bass, where is it?" "What do you mean, I left it with everyone else's instruments." "Sorry man, it's not there." Pete turned to Patrick, who I just noticed was in the room, "have you seen my bass Trick?" Looking at Peter I mentally yell, crap Daddy was supposed to be in his dressing room not with Pete. "Um, daddy who long have you been here?" "Oh, I can see Pete right after we talked," groaning I turn to Peter. "Gigs up mate, we can't blame someone who was with him the whole time." "What are you talking about Bee," Pete asks standing up in front of a giggling Peter and me looking like I just lost a bet. "Um, we um, kindahidyourbassandwasgonnablamePatrickbutcan'tcausehe'shere." I some how get out in one breathe "wow, ok did you understand that Trick?" "I think she said he hid your bass but was blaming it on me." I bring up my hand to slap my face and look to Peter to get some help who might I add hasn't helped me at all by sitting there and laughing under her breathe. "Sorry captain, this was your idea not mine." "Thanks for the help Peter my love, that is the last time you are my accomplice." "Your welcome," she gets out before she starts laughing like a maniac again. "Ok, well Bee I think your friend is dying, and you need to also go get Pete's bass he needs it for tonight." "Fine Daddy, sorry Pete," "what are sorry for exactly?" Was he really going to play that game well fine, "sorry that I learned from the best how to mess up pranks, thanks oh prank master," I end it with an award winning smile and skip out of the room dragging Peter by the arm.

-time skip to before the show-
Me and Peter were giving each other 'makeovers' for the show and I was honestly scared I knew I didn't have my normal heavy black eyeliner and mascara. "Ok done, you can look now captain," Peter pulled her hand away from my eye and smiled. I turned in the chair so I could face the mirror and gasped, my short hair was shaved on one side with a heartbeat in it, as well as my usual real color re-dyed to bright red. Peter had given me black smoky eyes that made my dull blue-green eyes look emerald green, and she made sure I had on black eyeliner and mascara. "Wow Peter, I look amazing! Now it's your turn though then we got to get our outfits on." Turning to her I begin the process of pulling up her long brown hair and separating to to create a mess bun with a braid around it. I finished off her look with silver eyeshadow and some mascara that would look good with a silver jacket I had. "Ok gorgeous let's get dressed and enjoy the show." "Ok captain, also do you think we could watch from the pit?" "Of course where else would we go? Cmon we have to hurry."

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