Make A Move

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Skylar had, undoubtedly, blossom into a beautiful young woman since she started high school. No longer did she have braces, embarrassing freckles, and was no longer the small chubby girl everyone made fun of. Now, being in her early twenties, she stood at a tall height and she had many various tattoos over her arms, and was now part of a worldwide famous band, despite her earlier traumatic experiences in high school.

Her and her friends Micheala, Miles, Kota and Jordon made a band just after high school, and Youtube made them world wide famous. Now, they were touring with a band called Avenged Sevenfold. Skylar couldn't remember their names, hell she never heard of them, but from how people were freaking out about the mention of their name, she presumed they were pretty big.

Slouching her bass case over her shoulder, she took the cigarette from her lips and blew out the smoke. In front of her was the A7X tourbus, which they were going to rendezvous at, and to her understanding Kota, Miles and Jordon were already there. Stomping out her cigarette, she knocked rather loudly on the door, awaiting to see this so called 'famous band'.

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Zacky stretched his arms over his head, watching Matt and Jimmy though sleepy eyes. The two, as always, were playing on the Xbox playing Call of Duty. As always, Matt was practically beating Jimmy's butt, and the taller man was flailing his arms around like a sore loser. He didn't get much sleep, sometimes the night before they set out for the tour he found it hard to sleep.

Currently, they had three other people in the bus, named Miles, Kota and Jordon. They were in the band who was going to be touring with Avenged Sevenfold, or rather the band Zacky was the rhythm guitar in. To be honest, Zacky wasn't the nicest person in high school. He used to be a bully, but has always tried to change his ways... Unless he sees someone from high school who he hated.

Hearing a knock, he stood up seeing everyone else occupied by something. Walking over, and after he opened the door, he paused.

"Wait, what the fuck are you doing here?"

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Michaela studied herself in the mirror, smiling slightly. She remembered a time when she couldn't look in the mirror without hating her reflection; in high school she'd been dangerously overweight and had been bullied for it, and the self-hatred that the bullying fueled had driven her to an eating disorder. Thankfully she'd had a great support system to help get her through everything, and now she had her band. Speaking of which, she was supposed to meet her bandmates on the Avenged Sevenfold tour bus...five minutes ago.

As she walked to the tour bus, she lit up a cigarette. She'd been smoking since she was 14 and she really needed to quit, but at this point it was too comforting to give it up. When Michaela reached the Avenged Sevenfold tour bus she lingered outside the bus for a few more seconds to finish her cigarette before knocking on the door. A man with dark hair and green eyes opened the door. He paused upon seeing her and then said, "Wait, what the fuck are you doing here?"

"Uh, I'm supposed to be here?" Michaela shot back. She pushed past the rude man - who looked oddly familiar - and walked onto the bus. Sitting next to Kota, she glared at the man.

"Damn Zacky, don't be rude," a tall man laughed.

Michaela cocked her head to the side and continued to stare at the man who'd answered the door. Hearing his name made him seem even more familiar, but she still couldn't place where she knew him from.

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Brian was sleeping peacefully at the back of tour bus before Johnny woke him up. He wanted to slap the shit out of him, because he'd been having a really good dream. But apparently he was supposed to get up so he could meet the members of one of their supporting bands. He didn't understand why, though? Were they really that important? But he had to do it, or risk facing the wrath of Larry, and that was never a good thing.

"Nice of you to join us," Jimmy cracked when Brian walked into the living room. Brian flipped him the finger, which only caused Jimmy to laugh harder. "Be nice, we have guests."

"Which one are you guys, anyway?" Brian asked, sitting down on the couch. He looked around the small area, taking in the new faces.

"We're Last Chapter," one of the girls replied.

"So what are your names?" Johnny asked.

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Skylar managed a small smile at everyone, including the man who just walked in clearly grouchy. He looked very familiar, and she couldn't put her finger on it. Looking at Johnny, she tapped her fingers on her legs - a nervous habit she acquired from high-school.

"I'm Skylar, and this is Michelle. You've already met Kota, Miles and Jordan I presume." Jerking her thumb over to the boys, the man who asked the question seemed confused, and then he spoke.

"...What's your last name, Skylar?"

"Ur, Vernon Hill, why? Is that important?" As all the males in Avenged Sevenfold seemed to tense up, that is when it hit her. Were they from her high school?

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Zacky was trying to process everything... If this was Skylar Vernon Hill, then this must be her friend Michaela Greer.. From what he recalled, they were the outcasts of their high school, and they were bullied frequently and constantly. Sadly, these guys were one of the many groups that bullied them. Zacky in particular.

However, if this really was them, then they have changed. Skylar was no longer a short chubby teen, and neither was Michaela. Hell, Zacky might be pushing boundaries if he said Michaela looked much more better... In fact, very attractive. Of course, he knew she wasn't going to put the fact behind her that he was the one who bullied her the most.

"Well this is awkward... I need a drink..." He grumbled, walking towards the cooler. Searching through it, he scowled when there was none of his favorite beer left. "Fuck you Johnny..." He grumbled, knowing the short bastard always stole that beer.

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"So what's his deal?" Michaela asked, jerking her thumb in the direction of the door, through which the green-eyed man had just exited. He'd left a few minutes earlier, grumbling about needing to buy more Blue Moon since Johnny was had drank it all.

"Oh, Zacky's just pissy because he ran out of beer," the man named Jimmy laughed.

Hearing this man's name again only confounded Michaela's confusion. Why did he look so familiar and why did the sound of his name make her gut twist? "So um, what's his last name?" she asked next.

Jimmy made a face, almost like he was surprised she even needed to ask. "Baker," he answered. "You guys must not follow us at all, since you're asking so many damn questions. Don't even know our names and shit."

Jimmy continued to speak, but all Michaela heard was the first word. Baker. Zacky Baker. Now she knew why he seemed so familiar, and why he made her feel slightly ill. This was the man who had almost single-handedly made sure her years in high school were hell ten times over. He was the one at the root of her bullying, the whispered of the horrible phrases that had rooted themselves in her brain and sent her down the dark path to an eating disorder. "I think I need a cigarette," Michaela said quickly. She got to her feet, ignoring her bandmates' attempts to stop her, and walked out of the bus. She leaned against the bus and lit a cigarette, taking a deep drag.

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Brian barely stopped himself from letting loose a string of obscenities when Skylar divulged her full name. He'd done his best to forget the terrible person he was in high school - not that he was that great of a person now - but now everything was coming back. He was never physically violent towards Skylar or any of her high school friends, but he'd definitely said some horrible things.

"So how did you guys form your band?" Matt asked.

The guy named Miles, who'd introduced himself as the drummer, shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. At least the men in this band didn't seem privy to the awkwardness between their female bandmates and Avenged Sevenfold. "Same way you guys did, I guess," he answered. "We were bored teenagers and we started playing music in a garage. We got famous - or as famous as you'd say we are - in different way, though. Thank God for YouTube."