Abby POV
"Hello!" I screamed, walking into my parents California home.
"Little sister!" both Vic and Mike screamed, getting off of the leather couch in the living room to come and hug me.
"Hey guys," I said, kissing their cheeks, "what's up?"
"The usual," Vic replied.
I guess I should tell you about myself, so I don't get you confused. I'm Abby, full name Abigail Fuentes. My two big brothers, Vic and Mike, are in a band, Pierce the Veil, and I'm in my own band, Not Then, Now.
"Abby!" I heard my mom yell, and she ran into the living room. She gave me a hug and kissed me on the check, "how are you?"
"Tired," I replied, honesty. "Flying from Florida to California non-stop really wears you down."
"Well you shouldn't have moved then," Vic said, "you could've lived with Mike and I."
"Oh yeah," I laughed, "that would've worked out so well. We would've been fighting for space for band rehearsals, and you two are way to overprotective of me."
"Are not," Mike grumbled, "we're just looking out for you."
"I'm a big girl," I replied, "I can take care of myself."
"Oh yeah, eighteen," Vic scoffed, "I remember when I was eighteen, I was so naïve."
"Kids," dad warned, walking into the room, "don't start."
"We're not," Mike smiled, "just teasing each other."
I rolled my eyes, "sure." Then I walked over to the black leather couch and plopped down in between Vic and Mike. Mom and dad sat down across from us, on the love seat.
"What's new sweetheart?" my dad asked.
"Nothing really, I've just been working with the band and stuff," I replied. "So you two," I looked at Vic and Mike, "why did I have to fly all the way out here, on a Wednesday?"
"Well," Vic smiled at me, "PTV is going on tour."
"Congads," I said, sarcastically, "is that it?"
"Let us finish," Mike interjected, "listen, Pierce is headlining on a tour a month and half from now. It's from the middle of November to January, and we need a supporting band."
"You don't have another band?" I screamed, "you can't have a tour with one band!"
"No, no, no," Vic cut me off, "we're headlining, and we have another headliner, we need a band to open the show."
"And I fit into this how?" I inquired, raising my eyebrow.
"How does Not Then, Now feel about being the supporting band?" Mike asked me.
"Shut the fuck up, are you kidding me?" I asked, jumping off of the couch.
"Nope," Vic answered, "we're actually being serious now. So what do you think?"
"Uh, HELL YES!" I screeched, and the guys screamed.
"Guys!" mom yelled over us, "sit, we want to talk to you."
"What's up?" I asked, sitting back down.
"Vic, Mike, I want you two to watch over your sister, and Abby, as much as you don't think you need someone to watch over you, remember the last time you went on tour?" mom asked me, and I grimaced.
The last time I went on tour it was this summers Warped Tour, let's just say my band and I drank a little to much, and we almost went to jail. My parents were so pissed at me, I guess they didn't know I drank.
"Fine," I grumbled, "but their not making choices for me."
My dad shrugged, "their going to do what they need to do."
"Whatever," I said quickly, "I want to know more about the tour! Who else is on it?"
"It's a band called Black Veil Brides, do you know them?" Vic asked.
"No," I answered, "well I will soon!"
"Yeah, just a warning, their," Mike paused, searching for the right word, "I guess I'm trying to say their darker than our bands. They do more screaming, and they dress differently."
"I don't care," I replied, "as long as their nice, their good in my book."
"They are," Vic said, and I nodded.
"Well I'm going to call the band and tell them the good news," I stated, getting off of the couch and leaving the house. I sat down on the driveway and got my iPhone out of the back pocket of my Glamour Kills skinny jeans. Dialing the number to the bassist of our band, Jordan, I filled him in, then called James, our drummer, and Chad, the electric guitarist and screamer, and told them the good news.
As you can tell, this is my new FF. It's going to have Pierce the Veil, Black Veil Brides, and the original, not famous, non-existent band from my imagination Not Then, Now in it.
I think that I'm going to only update this, The Outcasts, and Say You'll Mean It for right now. I love these three too much and I really want to work on them! My other stories can wait, LOL.
I'm sorry this chapter wasn't the best, but I realized a long time ago my first chapters aren't the best. I'm just not great at introducing characters I guess. But please hang on with me, because I swear this will get better!
Disclaimer: I do not own PTV, BVB or any other name brand I use in this story
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Oh, and Happy Halloween!
