Pünk Rox Book II Chapter 1, a misc. plays/musicals fanfic

**Copyright - This is a fictitious story. Black Veil Brides are not mine, they belong to themselves and their record label. Any other real life places, people, or organizations also belong to their rightful owners and I'm only using them for entertainment purposes. I am in no way making a profit, or trying to slander anyone/thing.

Pünk Rox - Book Two!

Chapter 1

Enter: The New Break-Out Artists

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Three...

"Jesse!" Ethan waved for me to hurry up.

"'Luck, baby," Andy kissed me fast before pushing me forward.

Two...

I grabbed Quincy on my way to the guys poised at the edge of the stage, just out of the crowds' view. "Hey!" He objected as I pulled him off some random chick.

"Show time!" I grinned back at him as the others ran to their places on the stage by order of Jon Sylverson, Black Veil Brides tour manager.

One...

Quin and I almost literally burst onto the stage. We were a little late – okay, fifteen minutes late, but the crowd cheered regardless.

Quincy got into place beside Heath and I grabbed Andy's mic, we had been sharing it after the fourth night of the tour when mine got left out in the rain. We just told the stage crew that we'd share Chibi's. Why bother with a new one when there was a perfectly good one in front of me?

"Hello, Seattle!" I greeted the crowd, "I always wanted to say that!" I added despite actually being in North Dakota.

"Give me that," Ethan pushed me out of the way.

"Good evening, Jamestown, and I apologize that you are, in fact, not Seattle." Ethan teased, "But we're happy to be here anyway!"

"Right!" I interjected, pushing him back, "We are Pünk Rox!"

The feeling as the kids cheered was simply indescribable.

As the guys started playing their rifts and beats, I grinned back at Andy, who was watching from the sidelines. He smiled back. Then, Jake and CC came up behind him, pushing him down to shoot me the "rock" sign and stick out their tongues. I controlled my laughter for the most part, but an airy bark of amusement broke through my lips at the sight.

It was then I noticed Jon tilt a finger at my mic, my queue to "stop shittin' off and sing."

Oh!

"It's gonna get harder from here
We've gotta get smarter
To make it out alive
Cause you say stop and we say go,"

I sang, hoping I wasn't too late on the entry.

"I don't wanna be your
Tenth caller on the radio
So don't bother cutting me off short tonight
We let our words speak for themselves.

Don't take it all so far
Don't make it that much harder
Than it already is for you to stand alone
For you, for you, for you!

To wake up knowing you've got the day
To take on without feeling okay
To make yourself unwilling to sleep away
(Sleep away the pain)
Don't take off running without my say
Don't pay that price
You thought you'd pay
You've got the choice
You've got the time of day
Just don't sleep away the pain!"

The was a pause for the guys to play. Some of the fans clapped their hands to the beat.

Clap, clap-clap clap, clap clap clap...

"Hold on. Tight to the things you're given
The camera caught it all
Aren't we all forgiven now?
Cause you say stop and we say go.

The world outside is calling
On the telephone
They need answers
So we'll let them know
Tonight, we let our words speak for themselves.

But maybe I'm not right
We're so damaged by the sunlight
Can we make it through together?
Cause honey
I don't like this kind of weather
When I'm with you!

The music slowed.

"It's gonna get harder from here
We've gotta get smarter
To get this all in line
Cause you say stop and we say go...oh..."

The guitars roared.

"To wake up knowing you've got the day
To take on without feeling okay
To make yourself unwilling to sleep away
(Sleep away the pain)
Don't take off running without my say
Don't pay that price
You thought you'd pay
You've got the choice
You've got the time of day
Just don't sleep away the pain!
Just don't sleep away the pain..."

The girls screamed, and I was grinning like a fool as I fluffed my hair. It was always such a rush!

We played two more songs of ours before announcing for BVB to go on. Crowd thoroughly pumped, if I do say so myself.

"Thank you, Manhattan-!"

"Jamestown," Heath corrected into his own mic.

"-for being so awesome!" I was unfazed, "But now, we must leave you...but Black Veil Brides should keep you company for the next two hours, so don't worry."

The crowd was ecstatic.

"Goodnight, friends!" I called cheerily.

"Complete strangers," Quincy corrected, leaning over into my mic so he was heard and then thumped me over the back of the head. I muttered some colorful words under my breath as Heath quite literally lifted me up and dragged me off the stage.

Backstage, CC was dying in the corner, laughing so hard no sound was coming out. We always managed to put on a show for everyone, the fans, other bands, managers, etc.

Andy freed me from Heath and planted a kiss on my lips.

"You should do comedy," He teased, I grinned, still all giddy from performing.

"We already do," I returned, leaning up to kiss him back.

"No time," Jon grabbed Andy's arm and pulled him to the edge of the stage, where the stage crew was moving fast to set up BVB's stuff. The curtain was already in place and it looked like someone had already readjusted Andy's mic.

I sighed, ushering some adrenaline out of my body at the same time. Life was a rush.

"Jess!" Quincy threw a bottle in the air. I caught it by the neck, lifting it to look at the label.

Springbank scotch.

"Hey! No getting drunk without us!" CC whined, and I could hear Andy's bubbly chuckling.

"Yeah!" Ash added, smirking.

Heath clinked to bottles together in defiance as he took a satisfactory sip out of both.

"Go!" Jon pushed the guys onto the stage, ending our round-a-bout.

"Let's get bat-shit crazy!" I heard Quincy shout somewhere much deeper backstage, Heath, Skeet and Ethan cheered. I giggled quietly to myself.

Life was such a rush.

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Welcome to book two, may I take your coats? :3

Thank you readers for getting me this far! Please review and tell me what you thought of this chapter and what you want to see in this fine continuation of Pünk Rox.

And note that the song is not mine in anyway. I kind of borrowed it from a band called There For Tomorrow, one I've been using as a basis for PR's sound.

~UnforeseenUndeniable