warped shows: day 1

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Jack and I walked out of the bus, and to the actual stages. there were 5 different stages, plus the main stage. we walked over to the BOTDF tent, and plopped down in lawn chairs. A few band members were strolling around, getting everything ready, and some smoking cigarettes(Andy beirsack).

   Dahvie had said the merch guy would be here to drop off the merch and stuff. " Hey Jack?" I poked him in the belly button. "Yes, Sam?" he smiled, lacing our fingers together. "can I sit in your cozy lap? We haven't cuddled today." I  pouted, giving him the puppy dog eyes. He sighed, then held out his arms. "when do yall not cuddle. I mean, on the bus yall  are always cuddling, or kissing, or touching each other.." a voice trailed off behind us, giggling.Dahvie. I blushed, and hid my face in jack's neck.

   " oh, and jack." Dahvie smiled, "you should be thankful that i'm not very protective." Dahvie joked. jack giggled nervously. " you wont come after me with a shot gun right?" jack asked. I burst out laughing, then fell off jacks lap with a 'plop'. dahvie was laughing, "nope. i actually like you. your respectful." dahvie smiled.

  " hey daddy vanity?" i smirked, looking up at him. "yes, o mighty samuel vanity?" he looked at me smirking back. i rolled my eyes, then spoke "are jack and I doing merch all of tour?". " oh yea, can you? our merch guy quit. he said I was too playful? Anyway could you?" he pleaded. "How much am i getting paid?" i raised an eyebrow. dahvie rolled his eyes, then spoke. " you get paid 10 dollars an hour, and there is about 12 hours of warped each day for about 3 months. So you get paid a lot for being a merch dude." dahvie sighed. "deal?"  "deal."

  Within that day, we sold around 50 shirts, 60 bracelets, and gave away 10 special necklaces. what a day. "That was scary." i grumbled, packing up the merch, and taking down the tent, with jack helping. "tell me about it." jack muttered back. " you know, this is longest weve gone without kissing?" i asked, raising an eyebrow atjack." well, that about to change." he smiled, and ran over to me. he wrapped his arms around my waist, and put our foreheads together. he kissed my jaw, and stopped at my lips. "kiss me already." i smiled. he crashed his lips to mine. "why must I always find you kissing!" someone, grumbled. I pulled away, and looked at a bored ashley purdy." is ashwey puwdy mad?" i teased. he looked up, and smirked. "nope, i get plenty of kisses each night, and sometimes, a little more." he smirked. " thats just weird. could you not talk about that." i made a disgusted face. " I was just kidding! lighten up!" he laughed. " not to be rude, but what did you want." i asked, in the most politeful way. "oh, we were wandering if yall, dahvie,and jayy wanted to go to dinner tonight with the bvb crew." he smiled. " well come on, lets go ask dahvie!" i yelled, sprinting to the bus, then tripping and falling. " hey sam." jack yelled from behind me. "yes jack?" i looked at him. " you should really tie your shoes." he laughed. ashley just rolled his eyes, and kept walking.

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really short i know!!! Im soory! dont kill me! Voye, Comment, eat chicken, drink starbucks, and have a great day/night!!!C:

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