The New Mortician's Daughter {Black Veil Brides Fan fiction} (ON HOLD)

Chapter 6: First day of Warped Tour: Part One

Chapter 6: First day of Warped Tour: Part One

The first day of Warped Tour. 

Aimee's POV 

I woke up extra early (9 in the morning was pretty dang earlier for me) to get ready for the show today, I was beyond excited. I could still not believe that I was going to be there WITH Black Veil Brides! And I was performing with them on stage! In front of millions of people. 

I had to find the perfect thing to wear. I spend an hour debating myself on what I should wear. I finally decided on a pair of black distressed skinnies with my black lace camisole and my black leather jacket. 

By the time I was dressed Andy finally woke up. He walked into the bathroom kissed my cheek. 

"Morning gorgeous. You look good." he said. 

I smiled. "Well, I wanna look good for the show." 

"You always do babe." he muttered. 

"Thanks, Andy. You should get showered, I'll wake up the guys and Casey." 

"Okay." Andy said, kissing me quickly before I headed out so he could shower. 

I was quite sure how I was gonna wake up the rest of the bus. My eyes flashed to Jinxx's guitar. 

I rushed over and grabbed it, plugging it into one of the amps, I opened the bunk room door and began playing the intro of 'Never Give In." 

Casey and Ashley shot out of bed. "We're awake!" 

Jinxx rolled over and said, "Now you're using my guitar." 

I shrugged "It was the closet one and well you guys need to get up if you want to show and get your hair done and make up on before the first show at 1pm, I know you guys have BMTH and Asking Alexandria to get the crowds rounded up, but you guys have to make a big bang! Look your best!" I exclaimed. 

"I guess you've got a point, Aimee. And now I know what to get you for your birthday!" Jake said. 

"And what's that?" I asked. 

"A guitar of your own, so you don't have to always use ours." 

I smiled, I actually needed a new guitar. 

My old Fender got smashed during a tornado that happened last year. I was devastated. My guitar was my life, for the past year I've been borrowing my friend Charlene’s guitar during the school year, but now that’s it summer now, and Char’s in England, so if I wasn’t her with the guys I would probably be dying with out a guitar. 

“We can discuss my birthday another time, guys have 2 hours to get your butts showered, dressed, and painted up. Plus practice time, so let’s go!” I said, sounding very motherly like. 

The boys shot out of the bunks and raced for the bathroom. I could hear them arguing about who got to shower first. 

I headed back to our bedroom, Andy was standing in front of the mirror, wearing his black ripped skinnies. I walked over and wrapped my arms around him.  

“Damn, someone looks good.” I muttered.

He leaned down and kissed my forehead. “Thanks babe, I’ll look even better when I decide what I’m doing for my war paint.” 

“Well, I think you should do it like you had it in the ‘Rebel Love Song’ video.” I suggested. 

He thought about it for a minute and then nodded, “I agree. You better go make sure, Casey is ready.”