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This story is written by Shirley007 and Ohmyitsv, also known as the Evil Twins©
We hope you'll enjoy this story.
Prologue :
The dark-haired beauty checked her burgundy boots for stains she might have missed earlier, before grabbing her guitar and heading on stage. The other brunette, who was slightly less attractive than the lead singer, but still had her own charm, followed closely. The crowd went wild as the duo came into view on stage, both smiled warmly at their fans. They truly were a sight to see, with their tight boot cut jeans, boots and tops that clung to their body and showing off all their curves might have something to do with that. The lead singer glanced back towards the steps where they had just come up from and sighed heavily as she tapped her foot impatiently on the wooden stage.
Two males stepped on stage then, both wearing low rise jeans, a snug shirt and boots, both with the palest skin one could imagine, making the ladies rise up in excitement. The male with silvery blonde hair, which was tied back in a ponytail, headed over to the drums, while the dirty blond smiled at the lead singer, before swinging his guitar in place and nodding at her.
As she adjusted her microphone, she looked up at the sky and furrowed her brows as if she didn't like what she saw. On the Weather Channel, they had predicted a very cloudy day with the occasional shower for Seattle. Rumors has it that one of the band members only agreed to perform at this benefit concert if the weather was bad.
The blonde with his honey colored eyes followed her every movement as they each prepared for their performance. Taking their spots on the stage, he glanced over at the red-eyed male, who was awaiting signal to start playing.
The brunette who usually played keyboards/piano, now stood behind with a violin in her hands, also waiting for that signal to start the show.
With one more glance up at the sky, the lead singer nodded her head and they started playing together. Her voice was amazing as she started to sing and playing guitar, rousing up the crowd more.
Hey yeahh
Five Thirty PM rolls around, there's a little old joint outside of town
I only got time for a couple of beers and a juke box song ringing in my ears
The next think you know the bartenders pouring, shots are flowing, got me stoned and
All I really know is that I should be going, but I'm soaking up the moment
I'm all jacked up, all jacked up
Don't believe I've ever had this much.
One thing I've learned when you get tore up.
Time sure flies when you're all jacked up
The singer smiled at the dirty blond on his guitar and he winked with a big smile on his face.
It was getting mighty close to Nine o'clock, what the hell I'll have one more shot.
Then I winked at a boy at the end of the bar, guess I mighta musta gone a little too far.
Cause a big ole girl walked outta the blue, 10 foot 2 with a bad attitude
Stepped right up and knocked out my tooth, guess I had it coming I deserved it too
Cause I was all jacked up, all jacked up,
Don't believe I've ever had this much.
One thing I've learned when you get tore up
Don't start no stuff when you're all jacked up.
The girl with the violin started playing furiously, while the singer moved her body suggestively while keeping her eyes on the dirty blonde. The pale blonde male at the drums glared briefly at the guitar playing male, but composed his face quickly, smiling at the audience. Just before she started singing again, a ray of sun broke through the skies and landed on the dirty blonde, making his hands sparkle in the sunlight.
She sucked in a harsh breath and whispered to low for anyone else to hear, "Back up. Your hands..." She couldn't't finish her sentence as she started singing into the microphone again. The man stepped back instantly, but whispers could be heard to all those that didn't exactly belong to the human race.
Don't have to go home but you can't stay here,
That's what they said when I got my last beer.
Oh my God, its 2 o'clock, I can't find my keys and my truck's locked
So I grabbed a tire tool and I broke my window, hurt my elbow got me in though
Two foot later backed into the light pole, all the town folk got a good show
All jacked up, all jacked up
Don't believe I've ever had this much.
One thing I've learned when you get tore up
Don't drive you truck when you're all jacked up
The crowd seemed to have completely forgotten the incident as they jumped and sang at the top of their lungs, bringing a smile to the faces of the performers, the other joining in as back ups.
Jacked up
all jacked up, all jacked up
oooooooooo
One thing I've learned when you get tore up;
Don't start no stuff when you're all jacked up.
One thing I've learned when you get tore up……
Don't drive your car
Don't start no stuff in no bar
Hell I wouldn't even tell anybody where you are
When you're all jacked up
The singer's eyes wandered over the crowd, her nerves finally settling down again and her heartbeat slowing down slightly, since she was still too hyped from the performance.
All Jacked up
All Jacked up
All Jacked up
Gazing over the enthused and excited crowd, a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth and she could feel the familiar rush run through her veins. Until her eyes locked with a pair of crimson ones, staring straight at her.
Yeah yeah yeah yeah ...
Her voice shook a little as she sang the final words, her eyes memorizing every feature visible from this cloaked figure with the deep crimson eyes. Stepping back from the mic, she swallowed thickly as the figure shook his head slowly from side to side, motioning her not to alert her friends.
Fear made it impossible for her to move and the thought of this figure seeing the sparkling hands only made her terror that much greater.
Will I lose them now? Her mind screamed over and over again as she slowly lowered her guitar and just stood there.
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Shirley & Vicki