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A Little Bit Chilly

Two

A beautiful memory, erased
A silent scream created
Every fall of the snowflake
Every tear drop rolls


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Jordan shivered. He was sitting in the front seat of the van, most of his clothes gone (A tie was also...well, tied around his head) and the air conditioning blasting right at him at full throttle.

It was seven AM, and the digital thermometer on the van dash read ninety-one degrees already. We were in the desert state, Nevada. It made sense for Spanky to be so warm.

The van was chilly. It was a better alternative than the blasting heat, though, and it was a good thing we weren't going to have to deal with it until another hour. At the next Warped stop. My heart was still racing from the show the night before.

It was our first real, big show. The first show on the Vans Warped Tour of 2012 with my very own band, Silence Of The Unwritten Beast. The feeling was unreal.

On top of that, I was on tour for three months with the most beautiful girl I had ever met. Nikki Alexandria Southway.

I had been in love with Nikki since the day we met, four years ago in Milwaukee, Wisconsin.

I had just moved to WI because of a drummer request made by the band on their Facebook page. I was the only one available, it seemed; they had about 20 fans at the time, and not a single recordered track, excluding the two acoustic videos that were uploaded on YouTube.

I had seen pictures of her. I thought she was pretty. But not the kind of drop-dead-kill-you-gorgeous. I didn't think that until I met her in person.

She stood at about my shoulders. She was extremely short. Her hair came down below her ribs; at the time it was a bright blonde, platinum...I suppose.

Her eyes were a deep, dark brown. Lined black and beautiful.

The first thing I'd noticed, though, were the tattoos. Her right arm was covered. She was wearing high-waisted shorts that day, and her thigh tattos were on display. On her left thigh, there was a ship on waves. On the other, a large anchor. Her tattoos were beautiful; she was a walking piece of art.

Of course, she didn't have many. But what she did have she was proud of, and I didn't blame her one bit.

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I was woken from my reverie.

We were stopped at the grounds, Spanky leaning against the van outside smoking a cigarette. Nikki was next to him, nodding as he spoke. The cigarette bobbed up and down.

Two guys walked by. Both were tall, brown-haired, familiar. They nodded to Nikki and Spanky, and disappeared.

Notes

Frankfurt.

Comments

@Camille
Well, I hope you enjoyed it too :o

stop it stop it
1/27/14

@vikturgaskarth
Staying native :) Haha & thank you! Glad you enjoyed!

stop it stop it
1/27/14

I started to freak out because you used Wisconsin and then I was crying. Great story :)

vikturgaskarth vikturgaskarth
1/27/14

I started to freak out because you used Wisconsin and then I was crying. Great story :)

vikturgaskarth vikturgaskarth
1/27/14
Just finished readign it today. I almost bursted to tears. :(
Camille Camille
6/10/13