She Works For The Weekend
Abi
"Stacy's mom, has got it going on! She's all I want, and I've waited for so long!"
Yes, I was dancing around the room, and yes, I was singing along to Fountains of Wayne at the top of my lungs with no regrets. I couldn't give a crap if the people in the hotel room next to me didn't like it, I was in a good mood and nothing could crush it. Especially not from people who I had to listnn to all night having sex. No way.
The reason for my good mood? Well, I'm seeing two bands that I really love, Pierce The Veil and All Time Low, but mainly the latter. I've flown all the way to LA from England to see this show and that just makes it even more exciting! I'm in a foreign land, and it's just so different to back home. I know what you're thinking, flying all that way is a tad on the compulsive side...but you're wrong. I have relatives that live near here, so after the show is over, I'm going over to visit them all.
But where was I? Oh yeah, I love All Time Low. You know there's always that one band that is just so weird to other artists? Yeah that's them. All members are so fucking weird, whether it be Alex and the weird ass lyrics he comes up with like 'I think some dude just grabbed my junk', or Rian and his frighteningly white teeth that are just happy to be there, Jack and his constant nudity and dick jokes, and then Zack, who literally rips his shirt in half. But as weird as they all are, you can't help but love them.
I powerslid into the bleach white en suite in nothing but a baggy tee and socks ready to start the amazing day that was waiting for me. I did my morning routine in the shower, hair, body, shave everything that needed to be shaved and hopped out after half an hour or so.
My music was still playing from the iPod dock that my phone was plugged in to, New Found Glory's When I Die coursing through my vains, to which I instantly started singing along to.
"When I diiiie, I'll be fiiine, 'cause I knoooow that you'll be there!"
Mr and Mrs Rough Sex next door didn't seem to appreciate my voice and started banging on the walls in the hope that I would quiten down.
I smirked at the wall before turning my beloved New Found Glory off and hearing mutters of relief coming from them. "I KNOW YOU LOVE ME, I KNOW YOU CARE, JUST SHOUT WHENEVER, AND I'LL BE THERE. YOU ARE MY ONE, YOU ARE MY HEART, AND WE WILL NEVER EVER EVER BE APART. AND I WAS LIKE BABY BABY BABY OOOOH!"
More banging, like I had thought. I stopped singing and skipped to the wall, still in my complementary towel that was cloaking my body.
"You brought that upon yourself!" I yelled at them through the wall. "It could have been decent music, but nooooo!"
No more banging. I WIN!
I danced back over to the bed where my suitcase was and picked out my outfit for the gig tonight; black skinnies, DM's and my black Star Wars tee that had a picture of Darth Vadar eating strawberry ice cremm on. I will more than likely overheat seeing as it's the end of June and a billion degrees, but at least I'll look cool. I slipped on my favourite underwear in the hopes that, well you never know, I can be a band whore.
After I was changed, I led on my bed and loaded up Twitter, finding my friend Ruby who I knew was going to the concert too, and telling her what I was wearing so she could find me easier. I know it's riskey meeting a stranger, but we're doing it in public, and besides, I'm almost 23, I can defend myself.
100 random Tweets later it was 4pm, which meant time to leave to get to the venue, whuch happened to be the House of Blues. Excitement was really kicking in now as I put my boots on and double checked I had everything. Ticket, camera, money, painkillers. Yep, I was ready to go.
This, will be a night to remember.
Yes, I was dancing around the room, and yes, I was singing along to Fountains of Wayne at the top of my lungs with no regrets. I couldn't give a crap if the people in the hotel room next to me didn't like it, I was in a good mood and nothing could crush it. Especially not from people who I had to listnn to all night having sex. No way.
The reason for my good mood? Well, I'm seeing two bands that I really love, Pierce The Veil and All Time Low, but mainly the latter. I've flown all the way to LA from England to see this show and that just makes it even more exciting! I'm in a foreign land, and it's just so different to back home. I know what you're thinking, flying all that way is a tad on the compulsive side...but you're wrong. I have relatives that live near here, so after the show is over, I'm going over to visit them all.
But where was I? Oh yeah, I love All Time Low. You know there's always that one band that is just so weird to other artists? Yeah that's them. All members are so fucking weird, whether it be Alex and the weird ass lyrics he comes up with like 'I think some dude just grabbed my junk', or Rian and his frighteningly white teeth that are just happy to be there, Jack and his constant nudity and dick jokes, and then Zack, who literally rips his shirt in half. But as weird as they all are, you can't help but love them.
I powerslid into the bleach white en suite in nothing but a baggy tee and socks ready to start the amazing day that was waiting for me. I did my morning routine in the shower, hair, body, shave everything that needed to be shaved and hopped out after half an hour or so.
My music was still playing from the iPod dock that my phone was plugged in to, New Found Glory's When I Die coursing through my vains, to which I instantly started singing along to.
"When I diiiie, I'll be fiiine, 'cause I knoooow that you'll be there!"
Mr and Mrs Rough Sex next door didn't seem to appreciate my voice and started banging on the walls in the hope that I would quiten down.
I smirked at the wall before turning my beloved New Found Glory off and hearing mutters of relief coming from them. "I KNOW YOU LOVE ME, I KNOW YOU CARE, JUST SHOUT WHENEVER, AND I'LL BE THERE. YOU ARE MY ONE, YOU ARE MY HEART, AND WE WILL NEVER EVER EVER BE APART. AND I WAS LIKE BABY BABY BABY OOOOH!"
More banging, like I had thought. I stopped singing and skipped to the wall, still in my complementary towel that was cloaking my body.
"You brought that upon yourself!" I yelled at them through the wall. "It could have been decent music, but nooooo!"
No more banging. I WIN!
I danced back over to the bed where my suitcase was and picked out my outfit for the gig tonight; black skinnies, DM's and my black Star Wars tee that had a picture of Darth Vadar eating strawberry ice cremm on. I will more than likely overheat seeing as it's the end of June and a billion degrees, but at least I'll look cool. I slipped on my favourite underwear in the hopes that, well you never know, I can be a band whore.
After I was changed, I led on my bed and loaded up Twitter, finding my friend Ruby who I knew was going to the concert too, and telling her what I was wearing so she could find me easier. I know it's riskey meeting a stranger, but we're doing it in public, and besides, I'm almost 23, I can defend myself.
100 random Tweets later it was 4pm, which meant time to leave to get to the venue, whuch happened to be the House of Blues. Excitement was really kicking in now as I put my boots on and double checked I had everything. Ticket, camera, money, painkillers. Yep, I was ready to go.
This, will be a night to remember.
Notes
YO!I started another fic... oops!
I'm ridiculously excited for this MASS FUCKING COLLAB! I just couldn't helo myself:3
I hope you guys like my character and this stream of consciousness narrative stype I'm trying out!
-BringMeBarakat
@Oops fanfiction addict
We are currently discussing what to do with this story. :)
4/20/14