*Sam's P.O.V.*
I looked in the mirror. I had just woke up. I didn't like what I saw. My hair was growing out and so i had bad roots. My grey/silver hair looked bad and I hated it. I didn't like the length either. I didn't like how I looked like I got hit by a bus. I just hated what I saw. I was going to get rid of my grey/silver. Also cut it.
I quickly got ready and walked to the hair supply shop thing. (You would think i would know this with my mom being a hairstylist ._.)I quickly bought my bleach and hair dye and ran back to the bus so I could die my hair for the show today. I haven't touched my phone all day so Steve was probably blowing it up since I was the only one on the bus. Everyone went to breakfast and to walk around. I didn't want to do anything lately. I just feel really tired and depressed lately. Ever since Selena told Ricky everything I've just felt depressed because I know they are true.
I quickly threw my thoughts away and started to cut and bleach my hair. I turned on music on the radio and listened to some CD's. I quietly played some Blink-182. I sang along as "Adam's Song" came on.
"I never thought, I'd die alone! I laughed the loudest who'd of know!" I let the bleach set in.
"I'm too depressed, to go on! You'll be sorry when I'm gone" I heard my phone start singing 'City Lights' meaning Ricky was calling, I quickly answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey beautiful whats up?"
"Just listening to music and stuff." I wanted to surprise Ricky.
"Oh cool. I was wanting to know if you wanted to hang out..."
"Aw Ricky I would love to but I'm doing something... Its kinda a surprise." I say with a smile, knowing he can't see me.
"So I have to wait to see you?!" I can hear his fake anger though the phone, I laugh softly.
"Yup! Now I have to go before I fuck up the surprise. Bye Richard!" I quickly hang up the phone before he could respond and rinsed the bleach out of my hair.
I started putting on the dye. While that set in I got my out fit picked out. It was super hot out so I picked out ripped jeans and white tank top with black lettering that said "Fuck what Your "God" Thinks of Me!" ant then it said "Y&B" at the bottom. I matched it with a pair of black and whit converses.
After about an hour I washed the dye out, blow dried my hair and put it into a bun. (picture in media)I was happy with the color. It was a beautiful bright purple. It was going to shock everyone!
I quickly got dressed and popped in two purple contacts and put on some eyeliner and mascara. I didn't even look like myself, I loved it. When I was done I texted Ricky.
"When is your set"
"In ten minutes..."
"Fuck! be there in a minute!"
I fucking dashed to main stage with my phone and pass. When I got there they let me through and i snuck up behind Ricky.
"Oh! My! Goth! It's THE Ricky Horror in the flesh!" I say in a high pitch voice, he spun around.
"Oh um, hey, yea I'm Ricky..." He didn't recognize me, I'm just going to play along.
"Can I hug you!?" I say in the voice.
"Uh sure..." He awkwardly opens his arms up and I hug him, after a second he laughs.
"You hug like my girlfriend..." I reach up and kiss him quickly. He pulls away from the hug. He's super shocked and confused.
"Oh um-"
"Ricky it's me Blade" I say while laughing a little.
"Really?! Is this your surprise!?" He asks pointing to my hair pulling me back into the hug.
"Yup what do you?" I ask nervously.
"I love it! You look beautiful!"
"Aww! Thanks Ricky." I say and kiss him.
"Your welcome Sam." he says into the kiss.
"Ew get a room! Rick we're about to go on!" Balz yells.
"I'll see you after the set." Ricky says before kissing my cheek and running on stage with his guitar.

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My Little Hatefuck
FanfictionHateful. The only word to describe Samantha Mathews, aka "Blade Sins". Who is practically dying from the inside out due to her own self hate. Well, till she meets her hero, Ricky "Horror" Olson. Will he save her from herself? * CAUTION! OFFENSIVE LA...