I looked at the crowd waiting for the boys to come on. I scanned them looking for any trouble. It was no use. “This is ridiculous,” I groaned.
“What’s that?” Tony questioned.
“This is a sold out venue. There are hundreds of people here. Why is no one fighting?”
“Give them time,” Mike grinned.
“Seriously, how am I supposed to tick off the fight ones if everyone’s behaving themselves?”
“Mike, do people get angry when they’re high?”
“You’re not taking my shit,” he replied flatly.
“Nice try, though,” Vic commented.
“Hey, I could go into the crowd and-”
“You don’t want to go into the mosh pit,” Jaime warned.
“Why not?” I sighed heavily.
“Because you’ll die,” Mike said dryly.
“Okay, what do you suggest?” I asked. “Erm . . . Mike could you do me a favor?”
“What is it?”
“Punch Vic in the face?”
“As fun as that sounds it might screw his voice up and then my career would be over,” Mike laughed.
“I’ll just have to do something then,” I shrugged.
“Stick by security!” Jaime called as they ran out on stage.
“Hmm. . .” I muttered. I walked around to the crowd and edged until I came to a group of screaming girls that would fit in more at a One Direction concert. Now I looked there were two groups of them.
“Vic!” one girl screamed with enthusiam. “I fucking love you, baby!”
“Vic!” a girl behind her screamed, but with more enthusiasm. I rolled my eyes. I saw a security guard not far away.
“Hey!” I called to the second girl. She turned to look at me. “You see that girl?” I said and pointed to the first one.
“Yeah,”
“She’s planning on robbing Vic after the show,” I said, trying not to laugh.
“What?!” she gasped angrily.
“It’s true,” I nodded. The girl pushed her way forward and I watched her grab the girls hair. She pulled her backwards and on to the floor. People had made a circle around them and were turning to watch.
“Leave Vic alone!” she hissed.
“Let me go!” the other girl growled. The first girl punched her in the jaw and there was a groan from the crowd. The boys were still playing, but Vic was craning his neck to see what was going on. He saw me and frowned.
“Whoops,” I mouthed. I went forwards and pulled them off of one another, breaking up the fight. The first girl glared and me and was pulled away by security. I turned to the second and punched her on her cheekbone.
“What the hell?!” she screamed. Then she tried to punch me but I was pulled away by security. I flashed them my badge and was escorted back stage. I took a seat by some equipment and got the list out, ticking off five and six.

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