Merry Christmas Baby

Out of the Frying Pan Into the Fire

Nikki's POV

Even though the hotel room was big, they managed to pack it with people, and I mean tons of people. There were half naked girls running around, guys yelling, everyone was drinking, music was blasting, drugs and cigarettes were being passed around, it was a party. And a crazy one at that.

"I'm going to grab a drink!" Aubrey yells over the music, "Do you want anything?"

I shook my head no, and she went over to the mini bar, grabbing a margarita, as I stood there awkwardly not quite knowing what to do. Parties had never been my thing. Hell, I don't think I've ever been to a party before other than like birthday parties.

"Hey. " I heard someone say as they tapped on my shoulder. I turned around, and standing in front of me is Spencer Smith. As in the Spencer Smith. "I'm Spencer. " he smiled warmly.

"Dude I know!" I gush. "You're the shit. You're such a huge inspiration to me. I started playing drums because of you. I fucking love you, man."

"Thanks." he chuckles. "What's your name?"

"Nikki."

"I've never seen you before." he said looking me up and down.

"Oh I'm not a groupie." I explain, "I'm a drummer."

"Oh my god, you're Nikki Turner! From Twisted Perfection!" He exclaims.

"Wait." I say confused, "You know me?"

"Of course I know you. I love your band. I'm the one that said you should open for us." he explains.

"Wait that was you?" I gawk.

"Yeah. Seriously, I love you guys ." he smiles.

I smile, unable to form a sentence. "It is such an honor to hear that."

"Well it's an honor to be playing with you and Aubrey."

I grin widely, letting it truly sink in that we're here, that we're really on tour, that we're really opening for panic! at the disco. Aubrey comes back her mouth wide open when she sees who I'm talking to.

"This must be Aubrey." he chuckles.

"Holy crap you know my name!" she exclaims.

"Hell yeah I do. I'm twisted perfection's number one fan."

"Omg we have fans, someone alert the queen." I laugh.

"Hiding your insecurities through jokes and sarcasm since 1986." she chuckles.

"You guys are only 21?" he questions

"22 in a few days." Aubrey explains.

"To the day." I chime in.

"Wait you two aren't twins are you?" he asks.

"No." we replyin unison.

"We were just born on the same day." I explain.

"Creepy." he says staring at us. "But that's pretty cool."

"I still can't believe you know who we are." Aubrey smiles widely shaking her head.

"I can't believe you're the one that recommeded us." I laugh

"WAIT THAT WAS YOU?!" she screams.

"Yeah." he laughs in response. "Like I said, I'm a big fan. Although the guys don't believe me, they still haven't listened to your music."

"Good luck." I scoff. "No one takes us seriously. Probably because we're just two girls. I still can't believe anyone gave us the time of day to get us a manager."