The Legacy
One
I sat at the back door with three other people outside the venue that our favorite band, Black Veil Brides, would be playing in, in a few hours. I didn't know any of them, I had just recently met them, but they seemed really nice.
Okay, so maybe I should back track a little? My name is Skylar Kento and I'm 19 years old, I have bottle blonde hair, brown eyes, and ghostly skin. And, I guess that's really all you need to know about me, at the moment anyway.
Matt, one of the three that I met, was holding onto my bass guitar, running a few scales he only recently learned. He had said that he started playing a couple months ago, and was shocked at the fact that I have been playing for 7 years. That, and the fact that I am a girl, and play bass.
You see, girl bassist aren't too common, I mean sure, there are a lot of them out there, but rarely it seems you come across one who is as dedicated to the instrument as I am.
Ray, the only other girl, almost seemed offended. I noticed that about her already, that she is very easily annoyed when people under "estimate" a girls ability. Just in the few hours that I have know here, I have been able to tell this. Matt and the other boy, Benny, have said a few things that made her huff, and she hid her face even further under her blue tinted hair.
Benny, he's the loud one out of all of us. Actually, he's the one who initiated the conversations between us, and demanded that we all hang out together before and during the show. Which, I didn't mind, now I didn't feel awkward standing alone.
We were all dressed up as one of the members of the band, Matt as Jinxx, Ray, as Andy, Benny as Jake, and myself as Ashley. I wanted to do CC's war paint, but I was him at a concert last year.
"Play us something!" Matt yelled towards me.
"Play you guys what?" I asked, taking back my bass guitar and resting it on my lap, ever so gently.
"The legacy" Ray pipped up, her deep red/purple lips turning to a smile.
"Okay, but only if Benny plays his guitar, and you and Matt sing." I said with a sly smirk.
Oh, yeah, I should mention this too, and maybe this is why the four of us clicked. Benny plays guitar, and the only one I've every met who has aced Jake and Jinxx's solos. Ray can belt out lyrics, and Matt is an excellent screamer.
"I'm game!" Benny said, he ran his hand through his short brown hair, then reached to pick up his acoustic, Ray rolled her eyes, but with a smile on her face she agreed, and Matt, accepted, and also filled in the drum parts, pounding on his lap and cement.
"Racing faster, escape disaster, partners in crime will leave there marks." Rays voice echoed through the cove we sat in. "We make our own way, no thoughts of yesterday, black hearts of chrome and battle scars."
After the song came to an end, all heard clapping. Ray, Benny, Matt and I all looked at eachother, and then out to where the cove opened up. All of our jaws dropped.
Okay, so maybe I should back track a little? My name is Skylar Kento and I'm 19 years old, I have bottle blonde hair, brown eyes, and ghostly skin. And, I guess that's really all you need to know about me, at the moment anyway.
Matt, one of the three that I met, was holding onto my bass guitar, running a few scales he only recently learned. He had said that he started playing a couple months ago, and was shocked at the fact that I have been playing for 7 years. That, and the fact that I am a girl, and play bass.
You see, girl bassist aren't too common, I mean sure, there are a lot of them out there, but rarely it seems you come across one who is as dedicated to the instrument as I am.
Ray, the only other girl, almost seemed offended. I noticed that about her already, that she is very easily annoyed when people under "estimate" a girls ability. Just in the few hours that I have know here, I have been able to tell this. Matt and the other boy, Benny, have said a few things that made her huff, and she hid her face even further under her blue tinted hair.
Benny, he's the loud one out of all of us. Actually, he's the one who initiated the conversations between us, and demanded that we all hang out together before and during the show. Which, I didn't mind, now I didn't feel awkward standing alone.
We were all dressed up as one of the members of the band, Matt as Jinxx, Ray, as Andy, Benny as Jake, and myself as Ashley. I wanted to do CC's war paint, but I was him at a concert last year.
"Play us something!" Matt yelled towards me.
"Play you guys what?" I asked, taking back my bass guitar and resting it on my lap, ever so gently.
"The legacy" Ray pipped up, her deep red/purple lips turning to a smile.
"Okay, but only if Benny plays his guitar, and you and Matt sing." I said with a sly smirk.
Oh, yeah, I should mention this too, and maybe this is why the four of us clicked. Benny plays guitar, and the only one I've every met who has aced Jake and Jinxx's solos. Ray can belt out lyrics, and Matt is an excellent screamer.
"I'm game!" Benny said, he ran his hand through his short brown hair, then reached to pick up his acoustic, Ray rolled her eyes, but with a smile on her face she agreed, and Matt, accepted, and also filled in the drum parts, pounding on his lap and cement.
"Racing faster, escape disaster, partners in crime will leave there marks." Rays voice echoed through the cove we sat in. "We make our own way, no thoughts of yesterday, black hearts of chrome and battle scars."
After the song came to an end, all heard clapping. Ray, Benny, Matt and I all looked at eachother, and then out to where the cove opened up. All of our jaws dropped.
Notes
Hey all!I'm so excited about this new site!
I hope I get some reads!
This story IS on Mibba, but I will focus more on it here.
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-Your Perfect Weapon
9/3/13