Be My Bad Boy

I hoped my smile looked sincere. Actually she didn't look too bad once you got over the bright green hair. She'd actually be pretty with the right grooming.
"See, told you the bus would turn up when I lit up a smoke." She took a last desperate drag of her cigarette.
I looked up to see the bus pulling up. I got on and swiped my card then took a seat and prepared to put in my headphones but she sat beside me and kept talking.
This was only the second time in my life I’d caught the bus and already I’d realized that no matter what, crazies will sit next to you and talk your ears off. I figured it was better to let her sit beside me. At least she didn’t smell or drool – and she had rescued me from that oaf.
"Name's Angie by the way. And you are Hannah. I heard you say that at the bar."
I nodded.
"Where you going?"
I told her.

“You live near me. Cool. If you are going to manage the guys, I have a few suggestions if you don't mind me telling you. To be honest, you don't look like you know much about managing a band and I reckon I'd be really tops at that kind of thing."
I listened to her because she sounded like she knew what she was talking about. And she was right, I knew nothing about managing a band but my motives were more like unmanaging them.

Notes

Short update, but still an update XD Oh and sorry about the error where it says "manager of storm" I meantBlack Veil Brides but it was storming and my sister kept talking while I was writing. And it won't let me fix it Sooo..

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