Russian Roulette

"Okay," I chuckled.

"I can't see a damn thing," She jumped up, trying to see over the heads of all the people. "How annoying." Pulling out a chair, she stood on top of it and looked around.

"Uhm, why do you need a chair if you can just look like this," I looked out, spotting the tall figure known as Jimmy quickly, "And see them right there?" I pointed in his direction, quickly shoving through the crowd.

A sudden weight on my back made me almost stumble, but I quickly regained my balance. "TALLY HO!" She laughed, clinging to my back tightly.

"I'm gonna drop you..." I whined, trying to hold her up as I slowed down considerably.

"No you won't!" She quickly wrapped her legs around my waist, chuckling.

"Yes I will, Fat ass!" I laughed. I loved teasing her.

"Again. I have some junk in my truck to keep my balance. Hurry up!!"

"I'd be faster if you-Jimmy!!!" I called as I tried to push her off. He was only about five feet in front of me...

"Don't push me I'll-OW!" She complained loudly as she fell on the floor.

"Jill?" he asked carefully, smiling a little. I nodded excitedly, speechless. "Cool, I-are you okay?!" I, thanks to Ashley, received the opportunity to meet the floor on a face to face level. She laughed, quickly pulling her legs back to her. I shook my head as I pushed myself up, making a face. I grabbed onto both of her legs, glaring up at her as I pulled her back down on the floor.

She quickly recovered, shaking her head to get rid of the shock. "...You know what? You can't complain I have a fat ass now. You're flattening it."

"...Should we come back another time?" Synyster Gates asked, chuckling.

Zacky Vengeance shook his head, "No way. This is fucking entertaining!"

"Well guess what? Just because you wont have a fat ass doesn’t mean your-" she slapped a hand over my mouth.

"Don’t finish that," Her face was red. Jimmy just chuckled, pulling the both of us up.

"To the truck?"

"To the truck, away!!" She looked at me expectantly.

I shook my head quickly, "Don't. You. Dare."

"Aw. Come on! I don’t want to walk!"

"Get a ride from Johnny! I'm sure he'll have to get used to it anyways!" I laughed before quickly hiding behind Jimmy.

Her face turned red, and she quickly slapped a hand over her eyes. "...I hate you."

"Don't hide behind me, I'm no good with protection," Jimmy moved his sunglasses out of the way to wink at me.

"Hear that, Jill? Hope you're on the pill! I rhymed!" Ashley laughed.