How to seduce the worst of 'em

The Festival

It was the hottest day possible of August. The sunrays were stinging merciless , animals sought hiding spots to cool down and kids were hardly playing outside.

On days like these , people like me have nothing better to do than being stuck in the middle of fucking nowhere , surrounded by another 40,000 people on a godforsaken field 40° west of go-to-hell and 70° north of piss-off.
What for, you might ask? Simple. The world's biggest metal festival!

Just imagine : tents with drunk dudes , flunky-ball, music which you can dance and fuck to! It was the best!
There was only one problem : I was stuck with Madcry , the one who is definately not into Metal any kind. But I had nobody else to go with. Hey , pathetic , ain't it?

Anyway cry wasn't much of a fan of the situation , meanwhile I on the other hand was living the moment to the fullest.
Drinking from horns , growl to songs which blast your eardrums out , smoke weed until the security passes by and you need to pretend to be a good kid , like when Ma walks on you watching a porno.
I lifted up my head and looked up at the clear blue sky , taking a deep breath of my cigarette and letting the music overwhelm me. I close my eyes and let my body move to the beat of Disturbed's - Indestructible , not paying attention where I step or that I am surrounded by people. If there's anything that can take my pain , my worries , my fears away, then it's definately music.

I move to the beat as I bump into someone right behind me. I turn around quite annoyed. "hey! You drew of my groove!", I hiss with my teeth fletched. The guy just turns around , looking as annoyed as I feel. His hight doesn't even bother me even though he's 1,5 feet taller than I am. The only thing that let's my ego shrink is the piercing gaze of his black eyes with blood red irises , staring right through my physical body , right into my soul. I feel like my breath has been taken away.

"Watch your steps , punk ", he says , giving each of his word extra weight. Then he turns around and walks off with his pals. I'm stunned by the effect he had on me until Cry finally fins me in the crowd.

"There you are! I've been locking everywhere for you!", he pulls the sleeve of my black hoodie and tries to catch my attention.
"Dude , are you listening to me? Hey!", he tries to again.

"Cry, do you know this guy?" , I point at the tall guy walking off.
"No fuckin' clue. Why?", he frowns.
"No particular reason", I mumble.

// so this is a start to my new story. It's the first one I ever wrote properly and beside the fact that I'm new to Wattpad I still gonna try my best on that one.
My stories are going to be Septicplier based for now. Maybe I will work later on something different.

PS.  Don't mind me making mistakes in English grammar because aside from the fact that my mother language is not English , my mobile phone corrects shit it wants on its own.
So feel free to correct me anytime!

Pss. Yes I will do smut. I just need a smooth start before it gets right into it. For now it seems too vulgar to start right of the bat with that.

Psss. The easter egg was from The Emperor's New Groove "you drove off my groove"

So hope you enjoy!

~Insignia