*Miranda's POV*
"Come on!" I yelled at Nick speed walking and jogging towards the venue, I hate my weak lungs, stupid asthma! Well let me introduce myself my name is Miranda aka Mandy B, Mandy Morbid, or Rosie, whatever you wanna call me. I had got this ticket from a radio contest, Nick had just bought his. On the radio station The Katt (it's a real station here in Oklahoma) said that there was "a special prize" to the winners of the 5 tickets, I wonder what it is! Uhm....I'm 23 (not really just for the story) and Nick 25, our birthdays are a few days apart....and years lol. "I'm coming slow down, I don't want you to have an asthma attack." "Ugh! Fine! But you gotta give me a piggyback ride peasant, now. Heahea." "Raaahr" "Raaahr" we both said telling each other its alright.
~Magickal Doctor Who Supernatural Time Skip!~
"IS IT THE WAY THAT YOU FEEL AGAINST MY BODY? IS IT THE WAY THAT YOU ACT SO DAMN NAUGHTY?" We all sang along with him.
~_After the show_~
"Alright will the 5 people who got their tickets from a supporting radio station please meet us backstage.". Me and four other people raised our hands. "Alright, also you can bring one person with you. Only one guys, sorry." When we got there i had made Nick give me another piggyback ride. "Your so light and adorable." "Awe thanks David, your tall and great at piggyback rides!" "Thank you" "Your welcome." We got backstage and I saw that I was the only one that had brought a friend with me. Oh well. "Look we can only pick one person for this alright?" I heard someone whisper. "And look, if it's a girl make sure she's legal, I am not having a band member almost going to jail for rape...again." "HEY! That bitch was crazy! And drunk! I was not in the fault alright?". They all nodded it off, i sometimes love my Vulcan hearing! I guess they were talking about that time my friend accused him of rape, okay she wasn't really a friend anymore. Me and Nick were the only ones that had gotten here so far. He put me down and we made our way to the couch as the band walked in the exact same time we did. "Sup, my name's Craig, you probably already know that though, that's Thrasher, TJ, Robert, and Max. And you guys are?" He said. "I'm Miranda and this is the friend I brought, Nick. And it looks like we're the only people showing up? I know people that'd kill to be next to you guys." "Well here's the thing, there's servers all over the place, and only one ticket has the code and it does it secretly, so I'm guessing that you got the lucky ticket." He explained. "Okay cool! Sounds like something from Doctor Who! I love it." "Nerd alert. We got a nerd, a hot one at that." Thrasher (Kevin) commented. "Thanks." I said giggling. "So you guys play any instruments?" TJ asked. "I play the drums I used to play the guitar but I'm rusty as hell, haven't play since high school. And Mandy B here can sing really good like you Craig." Nick said. I looked at him and glared. He chuckled and flipped me off. "Please you know you want to!" I said and slapped my ass. He just laughed and looked away. The guys looked at me weird. "What? We're friends, just friends, I'm an open book I guess you could say. I'm myself, want to know anything about me just ask." I said explaining. "So, about this ticket, Ms. Miranda you get to go on tour with us." Craig said. My jaw dropped. I took a deep breath in and out. I had to close my eyes. "Y'all can't be serious. R-r-r-eally? Uh oh." Nick where's my inhaler? I need it, now!" He looked shocked and confused at first then it settled. He got it out of his pocket and gave it to me. I shook it up and squeezed the albuterol air canister and breathed in the sweet familiar yet gross taste. I held my breath counted to ten in German in my head and kept holding my breath till my lungs almost exploded and breathed out. "You okay there?" Max asked concerned. "Fine, just heart palpitating is all. Asthma.". I said, they nodded. "Well let's go get your stuff Miranda, so you can go with us." "Oh....I uh....I already have everything. I got kicked out of my sister's house...it's all in my truck. But I don't wanna leave Thrasher behind." I pouted. Kevin looked day me weird. "I named my truck Thrasher, yes after you because I love the way you shred the guitar in Just A Memory. I name everything alright." We all walked out to the parking lot that was mainly empty, there was no signing tonight, there were some fans smoking (cigarettes). They freaked a little and asked for autographs. They signed their shit and they left and so did we. We finally got to my truck the sight we saw made me drop to my knees. "NOO! WHO DID THIS!?" I screamed. It. Was. In. Pieces. Charred. Black....Burned. Everything was gone. My clothes, jewelry, music, my journals that held my music, my blankets, and pillows was all safe thank Zalgo! It was all in the bed in a trunk, just the front cab was black and charred. I'm gonna make who ever did this pay. I dropped on the road to my ass and just cried. "I'm sorry Bubba! I didn't know it was gunna happen! I-i-im I'm s-s-s-soh-sorry. Why?" Nick belt down and hugged me and picked me up. I cried into his chest. "Guys. Can one of y'all please get that trunk and put it in the bus, it has everything she needs and I'll just put her in a bunk.". They all nodded and said or nodded their agreements.
*Nick's POV*
I picked Miranda up and she just cuddled into my chest and cried. I know how much that truck mentioned to her, it was a present from her brother Chris a few months before he died.
