Escaping Grace

A sound of excitement ripped out of my throat as my manager got halfway through his sentence, and everyone turned to stare at me.
I felt my face redden immediately.
"Yes, Leah, something you want to share?" Craig asked dryly, but he knew what I was excited about. We were opening for Black Veil Brides on THREE different occassions, BLACK VEIL BRIDES. How amazing was that? I wanted to squeal again I was so excited. Craig was our manager, and right now he was going to get the raise of his dreams if he wasn't joking about this.
"When is the first show?" Clarke asked, his feet propped in my lap as he teetered precariously on his chair legs. "Three weeks."
"That's kind of close, isn't it?" Vale looked surprised. "Where was our heads up?"
"Well," Craig looked embarrassed. "Capricha was going to open for them but their lead singer has to have his tonsils removed. Sooo I got you guys in instead." He grinned at us. "Who's your daddy?"
We all rolled our eyes. I turned and looked at the guys. Clarke was my bassist, and his sister Vale was on backup vocals and lead guitar. Nate, passed out against the whiteboard, was my drummer.
I did lead vocals and keyboard. I couldn't believe my luck when I'd met them all and our band had actually taken off and done well.
I stood abruptly, upsetting Clarkes chair and sending him crashing into his sister where she sat on the floor.
I ignored his yelp.
"Do we meet them beforehand?" I asked Craig eagerly. "Where's the venue? What times the show?"
I felt like a tween fangirl meeting her idol for the first time
.I was the youngest of the band, no questions asked. I was almost twenty, where Vale and Nate were 23 and Clarke 26. Vale was my best friend, though, and even before they'd started a band she'd always been there to take care of me. I'd lived on the same street as her, I'd known her since I was twelve. I doubt I would'veade it through my high school years without her.
"Actually, we do meet them beforehand. Andy Biersack knew the lead of Capricha pretty well, and he wants to meet you guys before the show too. I guess to measure you up, so everyone be on your best behavior," Craig warned.
I was practically vibrating in place. I was going to implode. I was going to meet Andrew. I WAS GOING TO MEET HIM. I think I was going to pass out from excitement.
"I heard he was an asshole when Clank opened for them in Vegas," Clarke said from the floor, his feet now propped in his overturned chair. "Frenzy is also a drunk, doped up loser who can only perform while tripping," Vale pointed out. "I would've been an asshole to him too."
I turned, looking at my mates excitedly. "Is this not the best news ever?" I demanded, grinning. "Like EVER?"
Vale laughed. "Yes, it's great. It'll really give us a lot more exposure. AND you finally get to meet your object of lust." "Andy Biersack?" Craig looked surprised. "Why am I surprised over this?"
"Because you're forty years old with no teenage daughters," I said dryly, hands on my hips.
He rolled his eyes. "I feel blessed," he said, and started for the door out of our meeting room/kitchen. "But I also have some other details to attend to, so I'll leave you guys to get ready. Oh, and you meet your sweetheart tomorrow night at Club Rehab, Leah." he added over his shoulder, and shut the door
. AHHH.
I whirled again to look at everyone, kicking Nate awake. He jerked up quickly, throwing his arms out to defend himself from attack. Then he blinked, seeing all of us looking at him. "What? What did I miss?" he mumbled, rubbing his eyes.
I sighed.
Nate was the partier, like Vale. I was pretty sure he didn't get out of bed until we'd called this meeting at noon, and I could still smell the booze and cheap perfume on his rumpled clothes. I loved Nate, don't get me wrong, but fame of any height did not look well on him.
Clarke quickly explained what was going down, and Nates eyes lit up. He idolized Black Veil Brides drummer. He knew what an opportunity this was for us. "When?" he asked. "Tomorrow at eight. But you better not come smelling like a bar," Vale warned him, climbing to her feet.
Nate sniffed himself, then grimaced.
This was amazing.
I was going to meet Andy Biersack!
What am I going to wear? I wondered, suddenly panicked. What if I make a bad impression? Will he not let us play then? What if he doesn't like us? I could feel my anxiety crawl over my skin. My chest tightened, and I held my breath, fighting the panic. I needed new clothes!
"Vale!" I burst. "We must go shopping!"

Notes

This is my first fanfic ever, so please comment what should be improved, etc. Thanks so much for reading!