Short Stories

The Boys Discover Great Music ft. Blood On The Dance Floor

Skylar

"Who the hell are you?" Coleman asked shocked, staring at the dark figure in front of us. I however was speechless. You'll find out in a minute.

"Who the fuck are you, brat? I'm more famous that your blonde ass." (Wait for it...) Jayy Von Monroe fired back in annoyed voice.

If you don't know who Jayy Von Monroe is, man, I hope you watch your ass.

"Lay off, Cole. This is Jayy Von Monroe. From Blood On The Dance Floor?" I smirked. He crinkled his nose.

"You mean that band that screams about sex?" Lukas asked, irritated.

"I'm gonna fucking slap you. We don't scream about sex. And when we do, it's Dahves' fault, you little piece of shit." Jayy hissed.

"What's my fault." The voice of Dahvie Vanity called from the other side of the wall.

"What were you doing? Scaring children?"

"Of course not. What's my fault?"

"These assholes are saying that we're all about sex."

"Fuck yeah we are!"

"Oh what the fuck ever."

"You guys say 'fuck' a lot." Cole pointed out.

"Fuckin' deal with it!" They shouted in unison at the boys.

"So what are you guys here for?" I asked, making sure that my dumb guy friends would shut the hell up.

I only asked that because, well, they were guys covered in awesome make up and dressed in black outfits. Amazing right? But they also were at my school...

"Who the fuck are you?" Dahvie and Jayy asked in unison. Not in a really mean way, but in a honestly curious way.

"Oh right. Skylar Hudson. Pleasure to meet you. You guys are my favorite band of all time, I honestly don't know how I was able to survive before I was introduced to Sexting."

"Oh okay. You're cool." Dahvie said, smirking. I nodded.

"So why are you here?" Cole repeated my question. Oh boy, Coleman...

"Shut the fuck up, fuck face." Jayy sneered, winking at me.

"Don't mind him, he's cranky." Dahvie whispered to me. I snickered, shooting my favorite gay musician a sympathetic look. He took it, flashing his tongue at me. I'll accept that!

"Shutting up now..." Cole mumbled, switching seats with me, well more like standing up and pushing me in front of him so that he could sit behind me, away from Jayy.

"Jayy and I are here to chill with you." Dahvie said cheerfully. Huh?

"Wha-?" Lukas began, immediately shutting up after glancing at Jayy. Go Jayy Von for being so damn scary to people who aren't freaking in love with ya, bro!

"Let me explain. You know Sebastian McNiffe, right?" I nodded.

Jayy took over, "Rich, gay, bratty bitch?" I nodded again, attempting to hide the chuckle that threatened to escape my lips.

"Yeah?"

"Well, we are close friends with him, so we went to hang out wit-"

"I dragged this ass to a gay bar." Jayy announced proudly, sitting down next to me and sneering at Cole.

"Yes it was somewhat fun, but I won't be goin' again any fucking time soon." He went back to his cheerful self, "So he dropped your name and we were like, 'ooh, Skylar sounds like a stripper name'. He corrected us, went on about you, and I was like, shit, we gotta fucking go meet this ho. So here we are." He beamed. Awe yeah!

"So cool."

"Fuck yeah." I fist pumped the air, receiving weird looks from my boys. Dahvie and Jayy just laughed uncontrollably at my stupidity,