Paranormalcy

“Danny, go help Ian with the drums,” I stated.

“Nope,” he simply said.

“We need to get going, Dan… Like I said, first show is tonight. Or do I have to help myself?” I asked, while folding my arms.

He got up from the ground, and looked out the window.

“Calm down, he’s coming on right now”

“Good, here’s hoping we get to sound check”

“I’m on!” yelled a brown eyed, brown haired, tall, and muscular Ian as he ran onto the bus.

Soon after we were all settled, the bus had pulled away onto the highway.

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“That-““Was-““Amazing” Me, Juliet, and Shelby had all said one after another.

Our set had just finished for the night, and the crowd was fucking amazing. Even though our band wasn’t well known, they still seemed to know every word of our songs. That was including the new ones that we hadn’t recorded yet. I looked out on stage, and saw Danny still there, throwing guitar picks into the crowd. He came off stage, and walked over to us.

“Interesting crowd,” he said. I was about to say something when I heard Shelby giggle beside me.

“Guys, Ian got pulled into the crowd,” she said around her giggles.

“That’s your fate, Danny,” Juliet stated frankly.

I couldn’t but think how ironic it was that we were playing with Escape The Fate, and we talking about fate.

“My fate?” he asked questioningly.

“You are the hot male guitarist, you’ll be pulled into the crowd soon enough”

When security helped Ian out of the crowd, and he started to walk back to us, we all couldn’t help but laugh at his appearance. His shirt was torn off, and only one of leg of his pants was still on his body.

“I like the no shirt, only one pant leg look,” I managed to say through my giggles.

“I don’t think I’ve ever felt so sexy….” Ian said with a deadpan face. I once again couldn’t help but laugh.

But Danny shook his head and said, “Ian... No...”

“Maybe you should go back to the bus and change?” Juliet suggested.

I bit my lip, and said, “I kinda like him like this”

I’ve always liked to tease Ian; however, he is very sexy. But I and he would never work out, because of the band’s agreement, and he’s more of a brother to me. “

Eh… It’s kinda breezy. Not used to having my shirt off,” he said. “

You may make the girls faint,” Shelby pointed out.

“Hell yeahhhhhh!!!,” he said and fist pumped into the air, showing off his overgrown armpit hair.

“Yeah, and their boyfriends will be all over you. And not in the good way either,” I added. Ian didn’t seem to like that.

Suddenly, the background music cut out, and so did the lights. And then the fans started to yell and scream.

“I’m guessing it’s Escape The Fate’s turn?”

“You mean the jackasses’s turn,” Shelby retorted.

“Don’t say that! Craig is hot!,” Juliet argued.

I rolled my eyes at them.

“I’m a girl, yet I don’t think about things like that… Is something wrong with me?”

“You could potentially be a les,” Danny answered.

“You wish”

“Pssh, you like Ian. OBVIOUSLY you’re a les”

“She doesn’t like me like that, Danny…” Ian commented.

“Right, we’re all band members, we can comment each on our bodies. Like, for instance, Shelby has a great ass,” I explained.

“Ah, so you’re looked then?” Danny said with a smirk.

“It’s kinda hard not to when we shared a tight ass van. Remember all the climbing over the seats? I got a face full of her ass a lot of the time”

“Hey don’t leave Danny out!,” Juliet said.

“He’s got… nice… What does he have again that’s nice?” Shelby teased.

“He’s got nice hands?” Juliet suggested.

“More like nice abs. Look at this shit, dude,” Danny yelled as he lifted up his shirt,”Hell yes” he said while looking down at his spray on abs.

I rolled my eyes at him, and watched the intro for ETF.

“What is up, all you motherfuckers?!?!!? Are you ready to go out of all your fucking minds?!”
Craig screamed into the microphone.

He was wearing a black Young and Restless tank, with blue skinny jeans, with black sneakers. Let’s just say, his outfit fitted him perfectly.

“Jesus… The things I would do to that man” Juliet admitted.

“Who also happens to be an asshole, and who treats everyone like shit,” Shelby argued, with venom oozing from each word.

“Only if you let him,” Ian suggested.

“I intend not to” she stated plainly.

I continued watching, trying my best to ignore them all, and focus on his voice. I’m not a professional, but damn, he sounds good.

“God damn it… He’s got some pipes”

“Autotune… Wonderful stuff,” Danny mumbled under his voice.

“Is someone jealoussss?,” Juliet singsonged into Danny’s ear.

“Who wouldn’t be,” Ian asked.

“Rational people,” stated Shelby.

“Of his voice Shelby. Not his personality”

“But didn’t Dan just say it’s autotuned”

I couldn’t help but groan at their bickering. Haven’t they heard of just enjoying the concert? You don’t know how many times I got squashed in the pit so I could see my favorite band up close. Back then I would have killed to get backstage. I looked over at Max and I see that he’s looking back at me. I don’t know what came over me, but for some reason I waved back to him. He smiled, and nods at me, but to the fans it must have looked he was moving to the beat. His signature black hair was moving around, and matched his black tank top and white vest with black pockets perfectly. He wore black skinny jeans, and black sneakers just like Craig. “

You my friend, are my hero,” Juliet said and clamped a hand on my shoulder.

“It’s a simple wave,” I said with a shrug.

I looked over at Danny, and smiled.

“You wanna look?”

He shook his head.

“Your loss, I guess”

I continued watching their show, and the more I did, the more I understood how they got so successful. Craig interacted with the crowd, and at one point jumped into the crowd, and lost his shirt. Luckily security got him out of the crowd before he lost anymore clothing.

“Holy shit… Abby, Craig just called you on stage! He wants you to sing with him!,” Juliet screamed into my ear.

I must have not been paying attention, because it totally surprised me.

“Come onnn!,” Craig said into the microphone.

My eyes grew wide when I knew what was going to happen. I looked over at Juliet for comfort, but instead she pushed me onto the stage.

“Finally!,” Craig sighed, and got up from sitting on an amp.

I take a deep breath and grab a microphone from a roadie.

“My fault… So what are we singing?”

“Deadly Weapons sounds good?” he suggested.

“Perfect… You think you can keep up?”

He smiled, and shook out his hair, sweat flying into my face. He put his hand on my shoulder, and I shivered a little.

“Can you?,” he asked with an eyebrow raised.

“Shall we find out?” He nods and cues the music. And that my friends, is when magic happened.