With a New Face of Failure

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I woke up hugging a bottle. I groaned as I rolled off the table and fell on Kyle. We both groaned and laughed. "Dude, I'm glad you drank with us. We missed you." He said, with his eyes, slightly open.

"Me too, I missed you guys." I smiled, slowly getting up and walking out the doors and to the food cart inside. I grabbed a bagel and O-J and went back into the bus. I flipped the TV on and sat near Roger. He murmured in his sleep and giggled. I poked him his ribs, making him pet my thigh. I slapped his hand and wet willyed him. He woke up and jabbed my rib. "Fucker!"

"Bastard..." He smiled. "Last night was fun." Roger yawned.

"Yeah, it was. What time is our gig?" I chewed on a bagel and sipped my O-J.

"I dunno, ask Kyle." He took my other half and shoved it into his pie hole. I gave him a sour look and he opened his mouth, revealing his nastiness.

"Gross." Toni took my O-J and drank it.

"Guuuyyyyss..." I groaned. "My foooooooood." I frowned.

"Oh yeah... Isn't there a cart of food?" Roger said, with food in his mouth. 

"Oh yeah... Come on Roger." Toni waved him out and they went out the door.

"Fuck you guys!" I laughed. Kyle walked over with my phone in his hand. "Who's that?"

"My... Mom." He hesitated.

"Liar." 

"Fine, this girl I met after the concert. That's it."

"Usually you tap then go. What happened?"

"Well..." He smiled. "We were about to, then we just talked and laughed, it felt good. So we've been talking ever since." 

"Ouu, features?"

"Well, she has red and purple hair with the sky blue eyes. Probably was a blonde and she's skinny and tall, but not tall as me." 

"Aww... Kyle is in love!" I poked his face. "What's her name?"

"Clemine." 

"That's... a weird name."

"It suits her, trust me." He laughed. "Don't tell the rest of the gang. All right?"

"Mmm..."

"Come on, dude." He puppy eyed me.

"Fine." Just then Roger and Toni burst in. 

"Dude. There is like a BUNCH of fans out there." Roger panted. 

"Luckily the security guards were outside." Toni placed the food down and started eating, so did Roger, too. 

"Guys... I hate saying this, but we have to go inside to the stage." Kyle looked out the window and bit his lip. 

We groaned. Fighting off fans was the worst thing, especially in the morning. We waited til Roger and Toni was done eating. We tightened our clothes and braced ourselves. They screamed, no, shrieked. We waved and smiled at them and walked to the path the security guards made. We took out a pen and signed the papers that was closest to us. Towards the end they grabbed our clothing, jerking us side to side, making us lose our balance. "Oliver!" They cried, and grabbed my arm, pulling me to the right. I retracted my arm, but she dug her nails into my arm. I winced and ran inside, as her nails dragged against my arm. I clutched my arm and went to one of the seats and took off my jacket. The scratches weren't that bad, just a little blood. I washed them and realized my gang wasn't in here with me. I look out the window and the fans grabbed Kyle and Roger on side and Toni was on the other. Not thinking I rush out and grab Toni and pulled him inside and sat him on a chair near the door.

He groaned and cradled his head. "Dude, they grabbed my hair." 

"That's the worst." I rubbed his back and peered out the window next to him. The guards grabbed Roger, but Kyle was still getting mob. I sighed and went out again, I grabbed Kyle's wrist and tried to run inside, but I struggled to pull him. "Who ever let's go first, get's a t-shirt." Quickly everyone let go off him. I nodded at the guard as me and Kyle walked inside. The guard grabbed a box with tees and threw the shirts at the crowd and watched them rip them from each other's hands.

"That's what we made." Kyle sighed and patted my back. "Thanks." He rubbed his neck and walked to the stage and waved us over. We slowly walked over and started practicing. We got bored and got high. We joked around and broke stuff. 

The show eventually the show rolled around and we were ready to start. Roger snuck onto the stage as the stage was dark and started a low drumming to one of the songs. The crowd got silent. Then it was Toni's turn... Low strum... My turn... Get's louder and Kyle's. Then we burst into a song. Everyone chimes along and we're in flow. My hands shake in excitement, also because I was high. We give each other looks and smiles, sometimes laughs. 

We're in song 6 and all the sudden Roger's drumming, becomes slower and quieter. Toni stopped and the crowd quiet down. I looked back as well as Kyle did. Roger choked and clutched his neck. His face turned red and he started shaking. I dropped my guitar and cradled Roger. "Call 911!" Someone in the audience shouted. The security came out and examined Roger. Kyle stood, paralyzed. Toni sank to his knees next to him and held his hand, his hands were trembling. My heart leap out and in of my chest. "Roger." I whispered. 

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