Picture Perfect (A TJ Bell Story)

Chapter 1 - The Beginning of It All

**5 years ago, 2009**

[Farren's POV]

My friend, Camille, and I made our way down the street towards the venue, wearing our black leather skirts, me with laced black stockings and leather boots, her with fishnets and leather boots, her with a leather holster top and me with a black MIW tank top and a hoodie on top. Both of us with intense black eyeshadow, me with dark red lipstick and Camille with black lipstick, and me with fingerless lace black gloves reaching up to my elbows, her with studs and leather bracelets and both of us with chains and belts on our waists.

Camille was more daring than I was, but she still had her leather jacket in hand.

"Come on, we're almost there," Camille said.

"I feel like a slut," I said. My skirt wasn't really short, but I hate showing off my legs. I always considered myself fat, so I feel way too self conscious right now.

"Farren, you're not even showing anything, and you look perfect," Camille said.

I groaned as we soon arrived and showed our tickets and passes to security and were then escorted backstage.

I gulped as I walked around and then we found Chris Motionless.

Well, more like he found us.

Or... he found Camille...

"Hey, I can see the fans arrived," he smirked at us, mostly at Camille.

"Hey," she flirted back.

"You two seem lost. What are your names?" he asked.

"I'm Camille, and this is my partner in crime, Farren," Camille smirked as I waved shyly.

"No need to be shy. We can all be friends. Say, why not hang with me and the band in the dressing room?"

"U-Uhh, C-Can I used the bathroom first?" I asked.God, why am I so nervous?! I'm looking like a dumbass!! I fucking hate my anxiety!!

"Down the hall, can't miss it," he smirked, wrapping his arm around Camille's waist as she giggled, but then she looked at me.

"You sure you don't want me to come?" she asked me.

I nodded. "I'll be fine. Y-You two have fun," I said, giving a small smile.

"Oh we will," Chris smirked as Camille and him scurried of.

I sighed and walked to where Chris pointed out to the bathroom.

Of course Camille always gets the guys. She is, afterall, more prettier than me.

I bit my lip to hold back tears as I looked for a bathroom to quietly purge in peace when suddenly i felt something make impact from beside me and knock me to the ground. Thankfully I didn't hit my face, but I did hurt my arm and my head was starting to hurt.

"Oh shit!!" a voice shouted and I felt I was surrounded.

"Look what you did, Ricky!!" A voice snapped.

I struggled to get up and managed to sit up to see a guy with razor black hair laughing and sitting up and then turned towards me.

"Hey, are you okay?? Please don't pass out... or press charges," he said.

"I-I'm fine. Just surprised, that's all," I said, clutching to my head.

I looked up and met with his brown eyes.

That's when I realized who this was.

It was TJ Bell. And Josh Balz and Ricky Horror were surrounding me.