Thirteen

I woke up to find Mir staring at me. I rubbed my eyes to find that there were tears in her eyes. She looked to be in either pain or fear. I couldn't tell I was too tired.
"Hey what's wrong Mir," I asked groggily before I yawned.
"Make my head stop hurting," she demanded of me. I smiled, knowing with how wasted she got she'd get a hangover.
"Alright let's get you fed and put some coffee into you," I got out of the bunk and helped her up.
Alex, Zack and I had to play an acoustic set today at the Kia Soul tent. Mir didn't want to be away from me. So she toughed through her hangover in the heat and bright sunlight. I told her to drink water through the day to stay hydrated since Warped is notorious for high dehydration levels.

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The guys and I were prepping to go on. We were at the three minute warning. Mir was backstage helping me get my in ear monitors in and to make sure the sign on my guitar was going to stay on. She also brought me a monster and some water. I went into the trailer that sat next to the main stage and did some toe raises and warmed up my voice, going up and down the vocal scale just saying fuck and penis. I got nothing but smiles from Mir at my warm up. Zack came in and did some chin ups with his guitar on. He was a total show off.
"Two minutes guys," Matt called off the warning. Mir grabbed my first guitar from Danny my guitar tech and handing me one of my pics.
"Let's trade," she handed me my guitar and I handed off my monster. I made my shades slide down my nose so she could see my eyes.
"Wish me luck," I whispered. She nodded and she kissed me softly and quickly. I hugged her around my guitar before she stepped out of the way so I could stand with Alex and Zack.
"Go," Matt signaled us and we ran out, I started playing the intro of Damned. A smile plastered on my face as I saw the crowd that gathered to see us at Warped.

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When we finished the set, Mir was nowhere to be found. I figured she must have gone to the bus to keep cool and get more water. But my guess was wrong. I was walking by the merch table when I saw her. She was selling tees like a fiend with Vinnie. Then I heard the hate get thrown at her.
"What does he even see in her," one the two snobs said while they knew Mir heard them.
"I mean she not even pretty and she probably doesn't speak English," the other one snarked.
"Maybe she just with him for the money," the head bitch said. I was done with this bullshit. I could see Mir's eye watering behind her shades.
"Lay off of her alright. What I see in her is none of your business. So you two little bitches know, We've been dating since high school. So get lost," I yelled at them. I strived to be a gentleman and stand up for my girl.
"Thank you," Mir whispered so her voice wouldn't crack. I pulled her into my arms as she silently cried.
"I got you babe. Those skanks got nothing on you. After all you have the nicest pair of boobs I have seen in my life," I smiled and she smiled too.

Since the guys were going to be hanging out with the other bands for the night, I took up the chance to get alone time with Mir. I took her to the back lounge. She removed my shades and I removed hers, setting them on the table in the back lounge. I closed the door and she took her shirt off. I grabbed at her shorts as she ran her hands up my shirt. We broke our kiss so she could step out of her shorts and I could help her get me out of my shirt. We collided again and she grabbed at my shorts. She used her feet to push them off. I grabbed at her bra and unhooked from the back and tore it from her chest. She arched her back as I put my thumbs inside of the waistband of her panties as I kissed down her chest to take one of her boobs into my mouth to suck on it a little. She used her toes to remove my boxers.
"Jack I need you, now," she moaned.
"I know," I replied. I grabbed a condom from the window sill and slipped it on before I went in for the kill. Man it feels good to get laid by the most perfect girl in the world, especially when she orgasms and she screams Romanian profanity. We slept together on the back lounge floor, naked and embracng each other in hot steamy bliss.

Notes

I had to get them laid. Fourteen will be Mir again. I love writing in Jack's POV. He so amazing in my story. I might do a little snipet of what he goes through on his runs during full moons. Thank you SaraBethGaskarth for loving my story. I love it when readers tell me they love my work. I still have a lot more for this story to write.

Mir's Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/mirs_warped_outfit/set?id=71682883

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