I hate fakes. I hate people who pretend to be my friend when they only want money. I hate band-sluts. They want so bad to get in my pants, but I'm not like that. I've barely ever kissed a girl and I like it that way. I was never in love with Hannah or Scout. Ex- girlfriends of mine. But that didn't mean I didn't have feelings for them, like I said, I'm not like that.
I should probably say some about myself. I'm 20 years old, born on December 26, 1990 in the wonderful -not so much- town of Cincinnati, Ohio. I was born to Amy and Chris Biersack. I have no sibling's, sadly. I am 20 year's old. My closest friends are Jinxx, CC, Jake, and Ashley. Of course Jinxx and CC are only nicknames. My name, is Andrew Dennis Biersack. But my friends call me Andy, and my fans call me Andy Six. I'm in a band, that is my baby. Its called Black Veil Brides. And we have many, many amazing fans that we call grooms and brides maids. They are the Bvb army.
Right now, I was sitting on my tour bus outside a gig with the guys. We were writing a new song that we would release as the first song off the record we were working on.
"We bored to death in heaven, and all alone in hell. We only want to be ourselves." I sang as a sort of suggestion. They nodded and Ashley wrote it down. "We scream. We shout. We are the fallen angels."
"Andy man, Set The World On Fire is going to be amazing!" Jinxx said, so pumped like he always got.
"I hope it does as good as We Stitch These Wounds. I mean...how good we did on that record, and all the fans we gained..it was so unreal. Of course, I still love the fans that have been with us since Knives And Pens came out." I said. The guys weren't in the band at the time we released our debut song, I'm the only Bvb veteran, but they knew how much the fans meant to me.
"Dude, this is so sick. Were going to do fine." CC reassured. I nodded and stood up.
"We gotta go." they followed me out of the bus and across the parking lot. The fans started screaming and jumping and asking for autographs. We told them after the show.
One girl caught my eye. She was dressed in one of our t-shirts and a pair of dark tight skinny jeans. Her electric blue eyes popped against her black hair with one lone purple strip. She had on a ton of bracelets and necklaces, and an old pair of raggedy converse. She was so gorgeous, I couldn't help but stop and stare. She was frozen in her tracks, staring back. Blue on blue. While the commotion went on around us. I made a small move towards her, but Jake pulled me back and into the venue.
I was greeted by a chorus of 'Andy's in love.' said obnoxiously by the guys. I shook my head and headed to the back to get ready.
I began putting on my war paint and eyeliner. It took me sometime to make sure it was perfected but when it was done the guys and eyes went on stage. We began with the song we always start with:
"A reason, a victim An Angel, a Demon (Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey)
A shining beacon in the sky
You yearn for what's missing
The Power hidden in the night
The parts you play on lonesome nights
The damage inflicted
The pain and lust they leave behind
Never Give In,
Never back down (Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey)
Never Give In
We're soldiers in season
We can bring change before we die
The tales of their beatings
To fear what lies beneath our eyes...
Never Give In, Never back down
Never Give In, Never back down
When your life feels lost
Fight against all odds!
Never Give In. Never back down!"
All the fans screamed and cheered and the rush from it all was so amazing. The crowed was amazing. But my eyes searched for her. For that girl. Wanting to know her name, yearning to know her name. Just wanting to talk to her. Just once.
The music began playing again and before I knew it we were playing another song.
"Alone at last, we can sit and fight. One final fight, for this tonight. Lay your heart down the ends in sight. One final fight, for this tonight. One final fight, for this tonight.
And I've lost all faith in this blurring light,
But stay right here we can change our plight.
We're storming through this despite what's right.
Whoa...
With knives and pens we made our plight.
Conscience begs for you to do what's right.
Everyday it's still the same dull knife,
Stab it through and justify your pride.
Whoa...
With knives and pens we made our plight.
Whoa...
And I can't go on without your love, you lost, you never held on.
We tried out best... Turn out the light,
Turn out the light.
Whoa...
With knives and pens we made our plight.
Whoa...
And I can't go on without your love, you lost, you never held on.
We tried out best... Turn out the light,
Turn out the light."
Fans were screaming again for the song that started everything for this band. I smiled proudly, knowing that they had loved it.
"Now, the next song." I began. "Is about being more, then anyone ever thought you could be." Jinxx played a note. "And it's about people who think there better then us, because of 'God'." Ash joined in now. "Because we look up to who we want to!." Now CC joined in. "We see that the higher power is us. And that's who we should look up to. That's who we should be." now they were playing. "This song is for... No, you know what? This song is for those people that go to church on Sunday and throw fucking bricks at my house on Monday! This is Sweet Blasphemy."
"Through sadness you have taught us to be one with the crowd We are young and we are strong That I wont believe this lie Silence the crooked holy, unchain the tied and bound We are young and we are strong That I wont believe this lie We are young and we are strong That I wont believe this lie
Unveil the sacred order, hymns of falling down
You told the greatest stories, of love and bleeding crowns
But to the sick and hungry, you cannot be found
Through strength in self we become
Something more than they can be
I raise my heart and sing!
I know there's something more inside
Darkness is all you see
This is our Sweet Blasphemy
No time for allegory, one true reigning sound
Unite the lonely mourning, a simple servant now
We are the only glory, hear us screaming loud
I raise my heart and sing!
I know there's something more inside
Darkness is all you see
This is our Sweet Blasphemy
Through strength in self we become
Something more than they can be
This is our Sweet Blasphemy
I know there's something more inside
Darkness is all you see
This is our Sweet Blasphemy"
We finished our set list and headed backstage to get ready for the meet and greet. We made our way over to the table where over a hundred fans were lined up with posters, t-shirts, and CD's, all awaiting our signatures that wont mean anything to anyone but them for a couple years.
After about 25 fans, I saw her. Her gorgeous face was only so far away. I could almost touch her. She got her poster signed by all the guys before she finally got to me, for a second I couldn't speak.
"I'm Andy." I said as if it weren't obvious already.
"Carolyn." She said softly, so softly. I flashed on of my famous crooked smiles.
"Pretty name." she blushed.
"I..I love the song Carolyn..It's so pretty. I can kinda relate.." Bingo! Here's my chance!
"Well..." I wrote my number down on her poster. "Call me sometime? Tell me what it means to you." the look on her face then made me smile, a new smile, I would call it my special smile. Reserved only for her.
"Is..is that really your number?" She asked.
"Call it and find out." I smirked this time, flirting. I hadn't noticed the brown hair boy with her.
"Sorry buddy, but she's taken." he said. Wow, dick.
"Matthew!" She looked at him. "You knew how important this night was for me and you've been incredibly rude the entire time!" She shook her head in bewilderment. "I'm sorry Mr. Six. I'll.. call you?"
"I'll be waiting." we both smiled, our eyes meeting and locking. This girl was going to drive me head over heels...