Okay so this is my first story and chapter. Please rate and review! Let me know if I should make more!

My arms flew over my head, clanking together my drumsticks.

I was born to do this.

That's what I thought at the end of each show.

The curtains closed and I watched the audience disappear.

"Sky! I'll pack up your set. Just go wait in the van because we have to go meet with a new record label!" Jeff shouted to me.

I gave a quick nod of my head and walked out the back door. I huddled my arms close to my chest. It's hard to be outside in Washington during the winter in a tank top and a tutu. The black leggings were too thin to warm me. I quickly lit up my cigarette and took a huge breath in and out. I felt relieved. Walking back towards the van, I threw my cigarette in an ashtray next to the theater door.

I opened the door of my van to be greated by my cousin.

"Hey dork. Where have you been?" Jared asked with a cheesy smile.

"Smoking." I answered and closed the doors. Jared reached over and turned the heat on full blast.

Jared handed me my clothes and I was grateful.

I stripped out of my concert clothes; then dryed under my arms and face with a towel.

My shirt was half way on when the front car door slammed open then shut.

"I still don't get how you can change in front of you boy cousin." Mary shook her head towards me.

"He's gay, remember?" I questioned her.

Jared decided to look up from his Gameboy and join in the conversation.

"Hey! I'm right here you know!" he shouted, crossing his arms like a young child.

I rolled my eyes and continues putting on my clothes.

When I was finished with my clothes and already laying down in the makeshit bed to get some sleep, I heard something slam into the side of the van.

I looked around and Mary was getting out of the van.

"Lissy! Stop making out with random guys and get in the van!" Mary shouted.

I didn't care who she was making out with. It was a usual thing.

"MarMar, they are going to the same recording company we are! Come on, Ross is huge!" Lissy adressed Mary.

Ross is a nickname for my van. MarMar is a nickname for Mary.

"Fine!" Mary shouted.

I sat up in time to see five guys walking through the back doors of my van.

People came in and out of our van all the time, so again, I didn't care.

Until I saw the last guy walk through those doors.

He was about 5' 4" with jet black hair, longish, hazel eyes, and an adorable face.

He came over to me first.

"I hear your the owner of this van?" mystery man addressed me.

All I could do was nod.

"I like it. And your hair is so beautiful." he said to me.

I giggled. It sounded so girly.

I touched my brunette hair. It's natural. I always liked keeping my natural color.

"Thanks. I like yours too." I blushed as I said this to my acquaintance.

He laughed then said, "Thanks. I actually had dreads before this. I took my dreads out yesterday and decided for a new haircut, you know, more manly." He puffed out his chest and gave a dazzling smile.

"My name's Sky Anderson." I held out my hand to him.

"Nice to meet you. My name's Frank," he touched my hand and I jumped.

"Frank Iero." he finished.

Frank Iero. Handsome name for a handsome boy.