The Rock Show

It was a mild weather day in Wheatland, California. Flyzik told Victoria she could skip taking shots of the band during their set today to relax at the merch tent. Victoria took this ability in full force and cracked open a beer. There weren’t many coming around to the tent seeing as they were all at the set, so she took this time to sit down with her beer.

She let Vinny go to see The Story So Far’s set, promising she’d watch the tent while he was gone. It wasn’t that hard with the lack of fans, and with the beer in her hands, she was practically preparing herself for the frenzy to come once the whole band came back to the tent for an autograph session.

“Yo, Tori!”

Victoria turned at the call of her name, smiling at the man walking over to their tent. “Mike the fucking Fuentes!” She announced, embracing him with open arms. “How are you, man?”

“Sweating,” he breathed out and took his hat off to shake his hair, sweat dripping off.

“Okay, that was repulsive.” She chuckled. “Want a beer?”

“Please,” he nodded as she handed him one, and he sucked half of it down in one gulp.

She took a sip of her own, laughing at him softly, “Don’t choke!”

He flashed her a bright smile. “So, how’ve you been? Haven’t seen you since August of last year’s Warped.”

“I was kind of dragged onto that tour to get out of my town by these fuckers.” She patted the t-shirt next to her with the band’s faces. “But since then they hired me as their main concert photographer.”

“Well, I guess that’s good for me.” He grinned.

“Why is that?” She lofted a brow while taking a sip from her beer.

“I now get to see you more.”

She found it hard to hide the blush creeping up on her cheeks, so to recover, she hit his arm. “You’re crazy, Fuentes. Don’t you have other things to do then flirt with band photographers?”

“It was worth a shot. Maybe Adam will like me?” He joked, causing them both to laugh. “But we all know why you were hired.”

She narrowed her eyes with confusion. “And that is?”

“You … and Alex …” He waited for her to get the picture. “Aren’t you guys like … together …?”

“You’re only the tenth person to ask me that today,” she chuckled, “and no, we’re not.”

“Wow, my luck is turning around.” He beamed and wiped the sweat off his forehead with his tattooed hand.

“Hey, babe,” a voice whispered in Victoria’s ear, making her jump when a pair of hands grabbed her shoulders.

She turned and saw the culprit with an angered face. “Fuck you, Alex!” She hit his chest a couple of times. “Stop doing that shit!”

“I will when you do.” He smirked and put his arm around Victoria’s shoulders. “So, what are you kids talking about here?”

Victoria rolled her eyes and mouthed, Sorry. Mike was looking back and forth from Victoria to Alex in misunderstanding.

“Did I interrupt something here?” Alex asked with a mischievous grin.

“No,” Mike said with a wink. “I’ll talk to you later, Tori.”

She gave him a small smile, “See you later.”

Alex unhooked his arm from Victoria’s shoulders once Mike was far away. “Tori?” He scoffed. “When do people call you that?”

“I don’t know.” She was already turning her back to the unfolded shirts in front of her. “So how was the set?”

“Don’t change the subject when I’m interrogating,” he wagged his finger at her. “And since when did you become the best of buddies with Mike Fuentes?”

“I don’t know, maybe it was last summer when you fucking dragged me on Warped for the last month?” She rolled her eyes at him. “Who was there last year? Pierce the Veil. It isn’t rocket science, Gaskarth.”

“I saved you from another month of misery for dragging you and then hiring you as our photographer.” He frowned at her.

She sighed loudly. “Hmm … misery? Where does that sound familiar?” She shot him a look, referring to the incident between them and Lisa almost two years ago,

He grabbed a towel from the chair behind them and wiped his face, murmuring, “We don’t talk about that again.” After a minute, he soon blew out a sigh into the towel and hung it around his neck. “I’m sorry. Forget the interrogation. I didn’t mean it.”

“Whatever,” she muttered, gathering all the strewn bracelets into a bucket to pass out later.

A girlish voice cleared her throat in front of them. “Excuse me, I―”

“WHAT?!” They chorused together in a furious tone.

Victoria’s mouth gaped at the familiar girl. “Holy fuck.”

“Can I get shirt four in a small?” The scrawny brunette asked with a smirk.

Alex was in such shock that could only utter the girl’s name: “Lisa.”

Notes

I'm only putting up three chapters a day until I get back to the chapter I was working on before I got hacked because reposting this story makes me sad and I don't wanna do it a lot :(
I need to stop being a downer, I'm really sorry about that
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