*Vic's POV*
It's been two months since our first free show in Albany. Pierce the Veil is becoming a massive hit! We even have our first SOLD OUT show right here in Sterling Heights, Michigan! It's a full house today and I can't wait to see what's in store for us.
I opened my eyes because the bus went over a huge rock, bumping and shaking the hell out of my bunk. It was nine am anyways. I need to get up. The first thing I did was make a Twitter. All of us completely forgot that night in New York City where this boy told us to make one. I searched my brother's name to see if he made one and I guess he did. He had a whopping 742 followers. Damn, that escalated quickly. It says that he made it a week ago. He only has one tweet so far.
His first tweet said "testing" for a status. I looked through his followers and found Jaime, Tony, Adam, Kevin, and Frenchi. Jaime and Tony also had the word "testing" for a status. What losers! Like put something interesting to start out with!
I followed all five of them. My first tweet is gonna be better than theirs.
-@piercethevic: Sup-
Yeah, I'm cool.
My phone quickly beeped and had a "2" on the Twitter app. I checked it and the first one said @ptvjaime is now following you and the second one read -@ptvjaime: "@piercethevic: Sup" you're awake! Come in da living room-
I fluffed out my shoulders and headed towards the living room. The smell of fresh orange juice filled my nose. I could already taste the eggs and bacon in my mouth. The sizzling sounds were setting me off.
-@piercethevic: the smell of crispy bacon in the morning...muy bien-
I put my phone away and frolicked to the counter. Literally, I frolicked like a dumbass. Everyone was already feasting on their breakfast like it was their last one ever. I just have to make a tweet now. I quickly dug my hand into my pocket and reached for my phone, hiding it under the counter.
-@piercethevic: my band mates are fatasses-
I heard my phone beep a minute later.
-@ptvjaime: "@piercethevic: my band mates are fatasses" excuse you?! I love me some bacon and eggs foo!-
"You're fat," I said to Jaime sitting in front of me, who was chomping on his eggs.
"I'm fat? You're the one that has no meat on your bones!" Jaime joked, kicking me.
"Are you saying I'm too skinny?"
"Guys! Shut up and eat! We need to start unpacking our shit again to get ready for the show," Kevin bellowed at us while walking away. "And uh, Vic? Pick up your toys! Stop leaving your shit everywhere. There's no where to walk on this damn bus."
The show is not for another ten hours. And when Kevin says 'my toys,' he means my clothes and equipment.
-@piercethevic: did I mention Kevin is a dick head?;p-
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"Michigan, hands up!" I said into the mic during the half way mark in Hold On Till May. I strummed my guitar while everyone had their hands flowing side to side, reaching for the ceiling in the amphitheater.
This feeling was amazing, something I've never felt before with so many fans. I just want a chance to hug them all. I've had so many boys and girls come up to me in the past month and say Pierce the Veil saved their life. That's just...I can't fathom it. It's so much to take in at once. To think that we saved lives with our music is absolutely wonderful to hear. These fans need us. Pierce the Veil needs them.
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