I dreaded the final hours of school. Classes were so boring. I wanted to ditch right now, but I couldn't because of Sophie. My phone buzzed and I checked it. Holy shit. Black Veil Brides's tour manager emailed me back and said there's to backstage passes left along with v.i.p passes and they were mine. I instantly texted Sophie and told her.
Jade: Omg omg!! Black Veil Brides's tour manager just emailed me back and said there was two v.i.p passes and backstage passes and they're mine!
Sophie: Omg omg!! I can't believe it! Black Veil Brides here we come.
Me and Sophie waited excitedly for the bell to ring so we could leave, go home and pack, then go to warped. How was I going to get away from my parents? Fuck. I hadn't thought this through very well. Oh well, I guess we'll see what they say when I get home. Me and Sophie got on the bus and went to our usual seats. We sat through the bus ride listening to Gerard Way's new album Hesistant Alien. We loved his new album. Shit we loved Frank Iero's album called Stomaches. We arrived at Sophie's house and she got off the bus. A few minutes later, I arrived at my house and got off the bus. I went inside and my parents were sitting there talking. "So how was school?" "It was great dad. I told off my bullies and they left me alone." My dad smiled. He didn't like that kids were bullying me because of what I looked like or what I liked. "Did you say mean things to them?" Great. My mom is gonna be the one who grounds me for what I said. She is more stricter than my dad. "Well. I might have said that they are stupid cheerleaders and they're just bullying me cause daddy's little girls ain't getting what they want, daddy and mommy are divorced cause daddy is a man whore or just cause we're different." She gasped. "I am appalled that you would even say such a thing. Just because they're bullying you does not mean you can say such mean things to them." "Mom you don't understand. They've been call me a emo fag for years and I'm a waste of oxygen and life. Nobody has said shit to them for nothing. There's not a goddamned thing you can say to me to make me feel bad about it. And I'm going to warped tour. I got an email today about it. I'm leaving today." My mom got pissed. "If you go to warped tour pack your things, leave and stay there. There will be no antichrist child in my house." "Fine. Consider it done."
I went upstairs and packed all my band t-shirts, skinny jeans, make up, hair starightner, converse, socks and panties, money I saved up, and all my CDs. I went downstairs and looked at my mom. My dad wasn't listening to her bullshit, so he went to his man cave where he would soon down a bottle of Jack. "Goodybe Marie. Nice knowing ya." I walked out the front door and sat on the curb. I texted Sophie and told her to come get me.