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What's your name?
“We’re going to be late!” Sarah, my best friend, yelled up to me as I finished the touch ups on my hair.
“Okay, okay! I’m just finishing!” I replied.
Sarah had won backstage passes for a Black Veil Brides show, and while I wasn’t that into their music, I was the only one whose mom would even think about letting their sixteen year old daughter go and meet a band full of smoking, drinking, and sex craving twenty-something year old guys. I then finished up my hair and ran downstairs.
“Finally!” She sighed out jokingly.
After we both grabbed our bags we headed out. We took my old, slightly banged up car. As I drove I could feel the excitement building up inside Sarah. I was excited, but I didn’t really know them. I knew their names, and I had heard some of their songs, but I didn’t love them the way she did. I was happy that she got to meet them.
Once we got to the venue Sarah took out the passes and handed me one. “Elizabeth, I can’t believe we are actually going to meet BVB!” She said as she walked past me to the front of the venue.
We flashed the security guard our passes and walked in. After that it was a series of security guards, and journalists before it was time to actually meet the band. Once everyone from the band had entered the room, Sarah began to fangirl. I stayed back simply waving and saying hey to all of them.
I couldn’t help but notice Andy staring at me. I slowly walked over to where he was standing. “What do you find so interesting, Mr.Biersack?” I asked him smoothly.
“I can’t help but notice how beautiful your eyes are.” He responded.
I looked at him. I knew he had a girlfriend, so, what exactly was this? “Well, Andy, what exactly about my eyes are so beautiful?”
“They show how little fucks you give.”
His response startled me. Had he realized how little I cared. Oh shit. I must look like a total bitch now. “Well, I’m sorry. I guess you saw right through me.” I replied sarcastically.
He laughed, and I felt my stomach turn. His face suddenly lit up, “So, what’s your name, little miss I don’t give a fuck?”
“Elizabeth, Elizabeth Stewart,” I told him.
“Give me your phone, Elizabeth.” I knew I should’ve asked why he wanted my phone, but with the way my name sounded coming out of his mouth, I simply unlocked my phone and handed it to him, “Oh, so you’re a tumblr girl?” He asked while smirking.
I blushed deep red, and remembered that I had left the tumblr app open, “Why did you want my phone?” I snapped.
“So that I could give you this,” he responded as he held out my phone, with it’s screen showing a new contact under the name Andy.
It took me a moment to realize that it was his number. He gave me his phone number. Did he realize that I was only 16? I was still six years younger than him!
We were soon told we had to leave, so I simply hugged all of the band members good bye, but as I hugged Andy, he pulled me closer and whispered “Don’t forget to text me.”
With that we were gone, and I was left wondering what the fuck I was going to do.
“Okay, okay! I’m just finishing!” I replied.
Sarah had won backstage passes for a Black Veil Brides show, and while I wasn’t that into their music, I was the only one whose mom would even think about letting their sixteen year old daughter go and meet a band full of smoking, drinking, and sex craving twenty-something year old guys. I then finished up my hair and ran downstairs.
“Finally!” She sighed out jokingly.
After we both grabbed our bags we headed out. We took my old, slightly banged up car. As I drove I could feel the excitement building up inside Sarah. I was excited, but I didn’t really know them. I knew their names, and I had heard some of their songs, but I didn’t love them the way she did. I was happy that she got to meet them.
Once we got to the venue Sarah took out the passes and handed me one. “Elizabeth, I can’t believe we are actually going to meet BVB!” She said as she walked past me to the front of the venue.
We flashed the security guard our passes and walked in. After that it was a series of security guards, and journalists before it was time to actually meet the band. Once everyone from the band had entered the room, Sarah began to fangirl. I stayed back simply waving and saying hey to all of them.
I couldn’t help but notice Andy staring at me. I slowly walked over to where he was standing. “What do you find so interesting, Mr.Biersack?” I asked him smoothly.
“I can’t help but notice how beautiful your eyes are.” He responded.
I looked at him. I knew he had a girlfriend, so, what exactly was this? “Well, Andy, what exactly about my eyes are so beautiful?”
“They show how little fucks you give.”
His response startled me. Had he realized how little I cared. Oh shit. I must look like a total bitch now. “Well, I’m sorry. I guess you saw right through me.” I replied sarcastically.
He laughed, and I felt my stomach turn. His face suddenly lit up, “So, what’s your name, little miss I don’t give a fuck?”
“Elizabeth, Elizabeth Stewart,” I told him.
“Give me your phone, Elizabeth.” I knew I should’ve asked why he wanted my phone, but with the way my name sounded coming out of his mouth, I simply unlocked my phone and handed it to him, “Oh, so you’re a tumblr girl?” He asked while smirking.
I blushed deep red, and remembered that I had left the tumblr app open, “Why did you want my phone?” I snapped.
“So that I could give you this,” he responded as he held out my phone, with it’s screen showing a new contact under the name Andy.
It took me a moment to realize that it was his number. He gave me his phone number. Did he realize that I was only 16? I was still six years younger than him!
We were soon told we had to leave, so I simply hugged all of the band members good bye, but as I hugged Andy, he pulled me closer and whispered “Don’t forget to text me.”
With that we were gone, and I was left wondering what the fuck I was going to do.
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3/19/14