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The First Daughter

Chapter Two

My door opened just when i was about to go to bed. "Baker," The youngest of the secret service came in, he was twenty four years, and he was sometimes the only person who can have a conversation with. "Uh, what can i do for you, you here to wipe my tears?"

He chuckled, shaking his head. "Take the east wing down, where Bush's portrait is, make your way down the kitchen, at nine... That's the time we change shift so you have a one minute window, take pictures and i want an autograph." My face lit up, Oh wow.. I nodded instantly and went to my bathroom to get ready. I walked into the hallway, dressed in a pair of jeans, sneakers and my black veil bride shirt. "What is up with the wig?" Baker smirked.

"I am going in disguise," i giggled, putting on my nerdy glasses. "How much time do i have?"

"Two hours, if you don't get back by then, i am fired and you are grounded till you die." I rolled my eyes, pulling my jacket. I kissed his cheek, and followed the route Baker told me to. With my skateboard under my arm i did my gateway. When i reached the back gate, one of the men was there. Fuck. I need to wait him out. When he finally turned his back, i ran to my secret hiding spot where my ex used to visit. I climbed through the small fence and ran like hell before climbing on my skate board, going to my destiny. It took exactly thirty three minutes to get to the venue. I was already early, thank God. i stood in line, keeping my head down, tapping my foot on the skateboard. I am here, and there's no way in hell i am going back.

When they begin letting people in, i marched to the front, leaving my skateboard at the guy who was nice enough at the merch table. I hoped to God that no one, and i mean no one looked at me carefully and scream. Who knows, maybe just maybe i could have the time of my life and no one will know who i am. I just have to keep to myself. The lights went off and back on, the band was on stage, beginning with Wretched and Divine. My eyes glued to them. I am going to be in so much trouble, but hearing Andy's voice live, all fear vanished.

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