I am not in love with Ronnie Radke

One new voicemail! The notification pops up on my screen and I scowl as I open my phone, knowing its going to be some project my manager Steve wants me to do. "Hey Clara, it's Steve. We have another assignment for you- we need you to go to house of blues tomorrow (Monday) to photograph some band called... Falling in reverse? For next weeks paper. We hear they're becoming more and more popular and it'd be great publicity for us and the band if we could do this. Thanks. See ya in the office on Thursday" ugh. This week we have finals and I CANNOT afford to fail, at least not with my grades.... "Come on Clara, you have to do this... You signed up for this job and you can't get fired" I tell myself. I really really do not want to to this... I don't even know the band! I whip out my phone to text my friend Lauren to see if she had ever heard of them. "Hey! Steve just called and told me I have to work with some band called falling in reverse tomorrow. Ever heard of them?" Read my message. She responded within seconds saying "yeah I've heard of them. Haha I feel bad for ya" "what?! Why?" I respond. "Call me." I called her and she picked up saying "Ronnie Radke. Doesn't the name sound familiar?" I had to think about it before I remembered "oh! He's the guy who threw the microphone into the crowd and almost killed all those people! Isn't he the one that beats his girlfriends and drinks and does some heavy drugs too?" I ask. "Yep he's the one!" Lauren answers. Great, not how I wanna be spending my Monday night. "Hey well I gotta go. See ya at school Tuesday! Thanks for all the help" then I hung up before hearing what she said next. At least there is no school tomorrow and I can study for finals before the concert... .