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Left For Dead

Missing You.

Vanna-
“so where too right now?” I ask, as I talk a seat on the table and grab a bag of open pretzels that I had found in my pantry back home. I had already changed out of my pajamas and into my comfortable clothing, which was basically the same thing, except I had sweats on and not my ninja turtle pajamas. I grab my bag of pretzels and chew them silently.
“uh. Utah..” Ally said, looking at the paper hanged by the fridge. I nod and look at the side towards the street. The sun was painting the sky pink and orange, and I smile. I take another pretzel in my mouth and look at my band mates and Leon. I look at Echo as she quietly talked to Ally and Shannon with Leon. It felt complete but Lauren’s call was still messing me up. Should I tell the girls that Lauren called me and promised to come see us perform and see if Echo was good? As the sun went up, we were closer and closer to our destination. My hands begin to sweat just thinking about the first performance of tomorrow. We were actually here. Holy cow. I'm going to faint at any moment to be honest. I look around me and everybody had fallen asleep. It doesn't seem like a long time when you're thinking about the possibilities that this special accomplishment can bring us as a band. I walk to the back and see that Shannon had already claimed her bunk. She wasn't in it, but it was claimed. I walk to the back and retrieve my bed things and walk to my desired bunk. I throw my bag on the top bunk and climb on it. I take out my plain blue pillow, my brother’s shirt quilt and a black bed sheet. I put on my fairy lights and close to curtain as I plug in my phone to charge. I scrolled through facebook when Damien’s first text message appeared at the top of my phone.

Damien: Where you heading first?
Me: Utah. I'm going to miss you, Damien. I hope to see you in the San Diego show
Damien: that's what I'm hoping for, little smurf. Hey have you seen my quilt?
Me:i took it. Sorry Damien: figured. It's okay. Hey, well I got to go.
Me: I love you, Damien.
Damien: me too, Vivi. See you soon.


I sigh as I put down my phone and lay my head on the pillow. I begin to tap the beat of Helena by My Chemical Romance on my stomach and silently sing it in my head. I begin to think and visualize our fans singing along with us as we preformed on stage of one the biggest event for our music scene. A smile begins to spread on my face and I close my eyes to keep on seeing. Salt Lake City. Here we come.



We have finally arrived to the location of the tour date. It was hot.
Very.
Being in a hot state during the first month of summer is the worst, and that opinion is coming to you from a girl who has been born and raised in almost all of Southern California. I change out of my sweats into some basketball shorts and walk outside with some flip flops. The sun is bright and burning, you can see the heat waves if you look deeply into the crowded parking lot. I feel my hair sticking into my neck and I put it into a ponytail quickly. I can not wait for tomorrow.

Notes

Sorry if the chapters are going a little slow. We promise things will start heating up.
-Kenia

Comments

@PiercetheStars
Ask and you shall recieve lol
& thank you so much btw! It means a lot to the girls and I :)

Pls update more often it's a good story

@Mike's_Secretary_
Shannon is a right whore

Hey hey hey!
It's Kenia, since I can not write a separate note, I shall comment.
I've seen that our vote and our subs went down, PLEASE PRETTY PLEASE, leave a comment in how we can make this story enjoyable for YOU! Don't be shy, any good and bad comment is super important for an author. Thanks guys