Band OneShots

Deal - Vic Fuentes

You're on a PTV concert with your sister and you meet Vic afterwards. He finds your scars and you tell him about your life. He wants to help and you two make a deal...

My little sister, her boyfriend and me were all together on a Pierce The Veil concert in San Diego. Of course this isn't our first concert together so we jump around together and shout out all the lyrics to the songs. Laughing and panting we smile at each other and take turns in taking a couple of pictures of the show and of us.
Last song comes on and Paul shoves Delly and me together: "Big smile girls!"

I wrap my arm around my sisters shoulders and smile brightly at her boyfriend. Just as my favourite part in 'King for a day' comes on, I start to scream the lyrics right in time for the picture. Delly and Paul laugh their asses of at first, but once we take a look at the photo Delly is jealous.
"Man, this looks so ridiculous cool!", Paul nods in agreement. Without us noticing Vic came up right behind us and screamed his lungs out. We stand in front of him and I scream with him. It could be a pretty embarrassing picture for me but with Vic screaming right behind me and us both looking like we're totally into the music it looks somehow beautiful.
We enjoy the last minutes of 'King for a day' and then it's over.
Just like that the guys of Pierce The Veil thank the crowd, throw some picks and drumsticks and walk off stage.
The people start chatting and leaving the small concert hall, as do Paul, my sister and me. Paul leaves us to take a quick wee, so Delly and I wait by the door for him. We look through all of our pictures and Paul made a few really beautiful pictures of his girlfriend. But what would you expect? My sister is truly beautiful. That's why she has a boyfriend, not me.
"Thanks again for coming with us", Delly says as Paul comes back to us. He wraps his arm around her waist and kisses her cheek. Then he turns to looks at me: "Yeah. That's really cool."
"Guys... it's okay. You know, otherwise I would have to go alone", I wave them off. Delly giggles and I smile at her.
I wouldn't go to a concert alone. Don't know why... maybe because I don't want to feel like a looser and awkwardly stand alone in the crowd.
"But without you mum would never let me go", Delly says and I shrug my shoulders.
"Just killing two birds with one stone, huh?", I laugh at them.
Delly is just in grade ten and our mum thinks it's too soon for her to go to such concerts. So when she wanted to go to her first concert about a year ago she begged me to go with her, so mum would let her. I wasn't so fond of my sister at that time. She was just a freshman and was just a few weeks at my high school but she was already so much more popular than I could ever get. I was jealous of her. Of everything. She got the good looks of our mother and the brains of our dad. While I got it reversed. I am even dumber than our mother and I have the big nose and the dirty blond hair from dad. It was a rough time between us. Ever since I went into puberty I didn't want to have to do anything with her, so I clearly didn't know I was her role model.
Once she confessed to me she loves the same music as I and she would do everything to dress like me but is scared to do so – I don't even dress that different... I just have a thing for really tight skinny jeans, always in black and most of my shirts are band shirts or simple and black. But she thought I look so cool and after we talked everything out, I took her to her first concert. Sleeping With Sirens. It was just perfect. I finally had a friend to share my music with and my little sister finally got the big sister she always wanted to have.
Since then we're going strong. Even Paul couldn't come between us and he sometimes even laughs at us, cause we behave like twins. After all my little sis started actually wearing my clothes, so we kinda look alike sometimes.
But still it's not easy for me. In school some people think that I'm the little sister, cause they know her, but not me. It's sometimes really embarrassing and it's hard to always stand in the shadow of your brilliant sister. Even at home everyone loves cute Delly and not me. I hate it. I really hate my life.
I look up from my shoes to look at Delly and Paul. Giggling and laughing they walk in front of me. Paul holds her tightly against his side and she kisses his cheek.
I sigh. If I would at least have a future. If I would be smart or anything but I barely pass any classes in school and I'm in my senior year...