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Never Danced Like this Before

start of a great friendship

Fleur was an beautiful, tall girl, skinny too. her tee was a size small but still hung off of her. she worked as a model and you may have seen her in the newest hot topic magazine. they have her featured there quite a bit.

"Have you seen Lad?" she asked me her voice chirppy.
"I was gonna ask you the same thing." we looked around and i saw my boss. "Hey, i want you to meet someone!" i told her and she followed me over to my boss and i told him why we were here.

"Soo... i'm taking it you want passes?" he looked at me like he always doe and i asked if i could have two, seeing as i already had an employee card. he hands me two passes off of the massive ring of passes hung round his belt. "don't bug the bands too much please." i gave him my best i would never! face and he left.

Fleur looked at me like i was god.
"You just scored Backstage passes to BVB." she looked wide-eyed at me.
"I work here." i smiled at here and walked up to the doors of the venue. the security guys knew me and let me through along with Fleur.
"HEY!! FLEUR!!!! DIEM!!!" some guy screamed from behind us. Fleur turned first and ran into Laidir's arms screeching like a bat.
i need a cigarette.

i handed him a pass and gave him a hug. "come on we can meet the bands!" i told them and they followed me to the stage and i climbed up onto it careful not to get in the way of the stage hands who were setting up for Drama club, the first guys to go on. i helped Fleur up and Lad didn't have any problems pulling himself up.

"Well... this is it." i stood on a speaker in the middle of the stage. Lad walked to the front of the stage right smack in the middle. i noticed his outfit and how fucking hot he looked. he had black skinny jeans (like every other guy that's going to be here) with a black BVB bandana hanging out of his pocket. His famous dark wash denim vest covered completely in paint, buttons, and patches. it was signed by PTV FIR and Oli Sykes from BMTH. he had a black BVB shirt on that looked like it had gotten caught in a lawnmower. but hey, i'm not complaining he had some serious muscles. i held up my phone and got an epic pic of him.

Fleur joined him on his left and i handed my phone to a roadie and asked him to get a shot. he climbed onto the amp i was on, and i joined them on Laidir's right. he put his arms around us. i whispered to them.

"This is gonna be the best day ever."





Notes

WOW ITS BEEN A LONG ASS TIME IM SORRY PLEASE VOTE <3

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