Bekie's Point Of View
There’s no place I would rather be then here
When we had everything packed, and so did all the boys and Forever Yours, we pilled into their big van; I was surprised all 12 of us fit but we did. We set off to Sydney were the first show was at, it wasn’t that far away which was good. We all had fun singing along to all the songs they put on and just talking about anything and everything. I was sitting next to Jasmine and Bradie was on her other side; he had fallen asleep and so had she, on his shoulder, which I thought was cute so I got shaun who was in the seat in front of them to take a picture on my camera.
“Naww” I said quietly and Shaun laughed. Time passed really quickly and in no time we were at the venue, it was so early that there wasn’t even the craziest fans out the front yet. we went around the back of the place and all got out. Us girls helped take everything inside even after the boys insisted we didn’t need to help. I laughed at them;
“Just 'cause we're girls we cant help?” I asked, still laughing, and walked inside with this thing; I had know idea what is was, but I was helping. After we finished setting up it was closer to the concert time and I decided to get changed into something more dressy for a concert; Jasmine and Paris decided to do the same thing. We went back to the van and grabbed some clothes and headed to the bathrooms to get changed. I came out wearing a plain black shirt tucked into a high wasted black skirt that had frills and toule lace pointing in random directions with my black stilettos and short leather jacket that came down just above my belly button. I was the last out of the bathroom and saw Jasmine and Paris waiting for me. Jasmine was wearing her skinny jeans as usual with a plain black shirt with studs along the shoulders with little thin chains hanging off them; it was an awesome top it looked good for a concert in my opinion. And she was wearing her knee high black high heeled boots, her hair straight and looking really good with her outfit. Paris was wearing a dress as always; it was red and short and with white buttons down the back and she wore it with a red pair of heels. As I looed at both my friends and I, I could happily say we all looked good. We walked back onto the stage,
“We should do something” Paris said to both of us.
“Like what? we have an hour till the show starts” Jasmine said.
“hmmm what do u want to do?” I asked them.
“lets go out and see the crowd” Jasmine said eagerly.
“yeah lets go!” paris said wit excitment. we went to walk out the door and andy yelled from behind us “were are you going?”
“were going for a walk” i told him
“ok well take these” he said and handed us these back stage passes. we put them around our neck,
“they wont let u back in without them” he informed us.
“ok thanks” i said smiling we kept walking towards the door and just next to it was a two megaphones. I picked one up and looked at the girls
“Yess!” jasmine said and picked up the other one. I smiled and pushed open the door, we started walking around the corner and jasmine stoped us.
“what are we going to do with these?”she asked us.
“lets yell stuff and get them excited” paris said.
“yeah but what are we gonna say?” paris asked.
“viva la revolution?” i suggested.
“yess and long live bat country and stuff like that. What ever Bek yells when shes drunk” jasmine said laughing.
“ok lets go” paris said smiling. we kept walking and we noticed there were a buch of old tables so we picked one up and took it to the side were all the fans were. We were at the back of them which was good so the fans didn’t see us straight away. I got on the table, even with my heels and so did jasmine and paris. I turned on the mega phone before yelling
“long live bat country!”Everyone, and i mean everyone turned to look. jasmine and I looked at each other
“they don’t know what to think of it” She whispered to me.
“are you guys exited?” Jasmine asked the crowd, in that second the whole group of people screamed there hearts out.
“whos your favourite stacker?” I asked again into the megaphone, the whole crowd erupted in cheers and peircing screams again but we couldn’t understand them, there was too many different answers. I gave my megaphone to paris and told her to run up and down the line and yell stuff at the crowd. She took off her heels and held them in her hands and off she went yelling “viva la revolution”, “long live bat country” and “this aint no god damn disco.” Jasmine and I just kept asking questions and shouting random things and the fans loved it, they kept screaming and yelling back at us. As it got closer to the concert time we had to move from where we were because more fans were lining up, so we moved to the side and to the front of the line and just kept yelling until just before the doors opened. we said goodbye and the fans all screamed goodbye so we waved back at them and disappeared behind the
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FanfictionJazzy, Bek and Paris were just three ordinary fans of a band, on their way to see their concert. After the show their excitment stays on it's high peek and they decide to go out clubbing; little did they know that choice would change their lives for...
