The No Names (PTV/SWS/OM&M + more)

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Dezirae

7 years later

"Dezi, come here!" Yells Jesse, my friend/band mate. It is my 22nd birthday today, and she has a band meeting for all of us.

"Okay, I have amazing news. Summer is coming up and our new album, "Way Too Far" is a hit! I got a call from the Kevin Lyman, and he wants us to play the entire warped, if we have enough money from the two albums out now, we could get a good tour bus and definitely go! Unless it's too soon, RaeRae..." Jesse says excitedly, trailing off the end.

"No way!" Exclaims Jagger, our drummer.

"Jesse, there is no way I am passing up an opportunity like this, we'll all be fine!" I squeal happily. Our other singer to the band, Kayla passed away two months ago, I was closest to her.

"Yes! This will be amazing! I am going to go call Sara!" Yells Zane, our guitarist. I nod as he races up the stairs to make a call to our manager. I glance at the ground, thinking how excited Kayla would be if she was here right now. I sigh getting up from the living room and I go get shrimp chips from the cabinet, and sit back down, resuming my episode of 'The walking dead' on Netflix. I hear Jesse down in the recording room, playing her part on the bass of our hit song from the first album "Wanted Dead or Alive". Kayla sang most in that album, I was too nervous, I stuck to guitar, now I am the lead singer. I decide to lighten up, because it was my birthday after all.

"Dezi, get your ass over here!" Screams Jesse. I casually walk over there, she was probably exaggerating over something stupid.

"Vic fucking Fuentes just tweeted us!" She screamed. I snatch her phone up and look at the account. It read: "Glad to see that @TNNofficial is gonna be on warped with us #bussmates @DeziTNN @JesseTNN @JaggerTNN @ZaneTNN" I gasp, buss mates?!

"Zane! Get your fucking ass down here right now!" I scream. They don't know and never will know why I moved to England. I changed my last name, and I dyed my hair brown/blonde ombre, getting rid of my ginger hair they teased me about.

"Yeah?" He grins.

"Pierce The Veil buss mates?" I ask.

"Yeah, saving money and gas! Why such a big deal? Plus BMTH said they already are sharing with OM&M." Zane asks, concerned.

"Nothing, just I thought it would be better if we were alone, but saving money is best for the band." I convince myself.

"You sure?" Jesse asks.

"Yeah, I'm sure." I grin.

"You need to get ready for the party, Bring Me is gonna be here soon!" Jesse yells, rushing me upstairs to my room to get ready. I go and put on this outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=148244636

I fix my makeup and head downstairs to see everybody else dressed up, and then there is a knock on the door. Jesse runs and opens the door, letting the BMTH boys in. We met them a while ago, we all live in Sheffield. I run down the stairs, hugging Oli as he twirls me around.

"Dezi!" He laughs. I grin, kissing his cheek, we are like siblings.

"It's been so long!" Yells Matty N. I laugh.

"It's been three days!" Zane jokingly screams, making us all laugh. I step outside and we do our own original game "Ostrich racing" basically races but on somebody's back. We had an ostrich race, Matty and Jessie won, me and Oli in second. Zane and Matt K were dead last also they fell over, both together is a terrible mix if you want anything done in a serious or quick matter, while Jagger and Lee were in third, and Jordan walked to the car. We drive to a club and dance, drink and have tons of fun, I don't remember much but waking up the next morning.

-the next morning-

I wake up, slightly hungover, I see Oli, Lee, Matt K and Jesse asleep on my floor...okay? I get up, and make hangover eggs and crepes, getting ibuprofen out fro everybody. I begin to eat my crepes when my phone goes off, a twitter private message. From Kellin Quinn. What? I open my phone, and this is what he said: Hey Dezi, Kellin here I'm glad you guys are on warped :) I reply with Yeah, can't wait:) and shove my phone in the couch cushions. Does nobody remember? I shrug it off, going to change my clothes into something comfy, we are flying to the states because warped starts in two days. I put on natural makeup with cat eye winged eyeliner, a denim jacket with sweatshirt sleeves, a daimond co. snapback, black leggings and a white tanktop under the denim jacket. I make sure my bags are packed and go downstairs to see everybody terribly hungover.

"Guys! Airport! 45 minutes!!" I yell.

"What?" Lee, Oli, Zane, Jesse, Jordan, Matty, Matt K, and Jagger all yell. They scarf down food and pack bags, while we rush to the airport. I am the only one not wearing sweatpants and a tee shirt, which I giggle slightly at. After we board the plane, I put my headphones on for the long flight overseas.

-skip flight-

After we get taxi we drive to Pierce The Veil's house, where will will stay just before tour kicks off. If they don't remember you don't have to either, I remind myself. I called a taxi, we had three taxi's for all of 9 of us. One taxi had Oli, Jesse, Matty and I. The other one had Jagger and Zane, while the other had Jordan, Lee and Matt K. I check my phone, looking at the date. Fuck! I forgot? I'm going to hell! I mumble checking my phone, June 16th. I quickly open twitter typing "Miss you mom and Jax, it's been 10 years now..." and I hear Oli's phone go off. He hugs me tightly as we get to a gigantic house. I get out my three suitcases, slinging my backpack over my shoulder. Lee and Oli just swing open the door, while me and the rest of TNN sit back timidly, until Zane runs in the house like a small child. I put my stuf in me and Jesse's guest room and Mike comes and greets me.

"Hey' I'm Mike." He grins. I smile slightly. "I'm Dezi." I say, trying to ignore the look I keep getting from Vic. His face goes white.

Mike P.O.V.

"I'm Dezi." The girl says, plastering a fake smile on her face, with a slight british accent. Oh my god. I have only ever met one Dezi in my life, way back in high school, we used to tease her all the time. Didn't she move to U.K.? Oh my god.