I'll Never Let You Win

5

Tonight was the night Misfits were playing in town and I didn't care if I could barely walk, never mind mosh, I was going to see my favourite band and no one could stop me. As I was making my way to the venue, it pondered in my mind who the unannounced support act could be. I wanted to know. I got in the queue for the show, dipping behind people and managing to sneak in unseen. I pushed all the remaining aches and pains from yesterday to the back of my mind, and pushed my body forward so I could get to the front. The energy in the room was incredible, I'd never felt so at home before. My ribs were squeezed up against the barriers as the support came stampeding on in a fury of guitar riffs, drum fills and smoke.

To start with, I just enjoyed their music, without really concentrating on them. Jake, yes the Jake from school, was up there, shredding like I've never seem before and wow he was amazing. They all looked amazing too. Big black hair, warpaint over every part of their bodies worth covering and the frontman had the coolest jacket I'd ever seen. I didn't take much notice of him at first. It wasn't until he started normally talking, saying 'hi' to the crowd etc that it hit me. His deep voice, his broad shoulders, his eyes. I knew I recognised him, and as I was at the front, even under the makeup I saw who it was. The guy announced the next song, and I wanted to throw up or cry, or both. So I did both

"This next one was written by a kid I know from school. It is called, 'Sweet Blasphemy!''' Ashley announced. He must have seen me chucking up in the corner of his eye and looked over at me, his facial expression changing completely. He stood there, frozen to the spot for a few seconds before gulping and continuing on.

All I could think about was I won. I've discovered this almighty social kings secret. He obviously doesn't want anyone knowing. He's scared. Ashley Purdy is scared. And I could tell everybody. And ruin his social reign. Or maybe I can keep it under wraps and get him to do some stuff for me. You know, blackmailing.

A/N: OKAY IM SORRY THESE CHAPTERS ARE SO SHORT I STRUGGLE TO WRITE A LOT IN ONE SAME SETTING. I'M ALSO GONNA START WRITING SOME MORE STORIES, SOUND GOOD? THE NEXT ONE MIGHT BE UP TOMORROW. I NEED TO GET AN IDEA FIRST THOUGH LMAO.