I woke up the sound of vic yelling "Get the fuck up, we have to leave!"
I grabbed my phone and turned it on, looking at the time-it read 5:31. "What the actual fuck , vic? It's 5:31 in the morning"
"Im aware Tony Turtle now get the fuck up, we have to leave for the venue at 7 o'clock, because we decided to go home we have to wake up early and go the bus by 6:30. Now get up"
Ugh, i get up from the couch, i fold the covers and sheets placing them back into closet. I walked over to couch and picked up my shirt, pulling it over my head; and putting my shoes on.
Vic came down stairs with mike and said lets go.
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I was sitting on the bus thinking about the yesterday...this is what they mean by live your life to the fullest shit. You never know when your leaving, how you're leaving, and by who....oh but i know...i know who you're leaving by, oh ill make the bands wish they just listened to their mothers, wishing they just went to college and stayed in, and getting a dead in job. Oh, but me being a very artistic person.
I have the urge to pick up a new canvas and create a beautiful scene. That will make people gasp, loving what ive done. It will consist of RED...red for the weak, red for the wealthy, red for the knife thats used.
I Tony Perry, is a skilled painter who takes pride in his work. Art inspired by a concoction of pure hate, jealousy, and insanity.
"Arrd guys come on we have to make our way to the venue. We play second" vic came in dressed in grey skinnies and a shirt that read 'Fuentes brother'
Mike came out with shorts that came above his knees and the same shirt as Vic. Jaime came out and said lets go in a quiet voice, he looked like he'd been crying.
I guess vic shared with him about my canvas...
[*OLIS POV*]
As we walked off stage, happy that we did great with our finishing song 'sleep walking'.
I walked over to the metal ramp to see pierce the veil getting ready to go on stage.
I patted my friend mike on the shoulders and said "good luck mate"
He smiled and nodded. Me and him were really good friends out of all these other people who take their band too seriously, if you take this too seriously you wont be able to have fun.
I saw Tony glaring at me, mumbling something under his breath, his eyes were almost black...i picked up on a negative vibe off of him...ive never felt that before around him till now...
What ever thats his problem. I sighed and followed the rest of my mates off the stage to our bus.
[*TONYS POV*]
Vic was the first to go out and started the verse of disasterology
"I lay down
I drink the poison then i pass they fuck out
Now let me tell you bout the good life
I have a million different kinds of fun
When im a sleep and in a dream that im your only one"
Thats when we walked out and got into our usual places.
"Can we create something beautiful and destroy it?"
I smiled at that line.
