Ok so I deleted my other stories I didn't have any insperation for writing them and they weren't fun anymore so I'm sorry to anyone who was reading them. This storie is about one of my new obsessions and that is the country band Gloriana. This is actually based on a dream I had which I have almost every night so it will be updated whenever I have a new one. Hope you guys like it sorry it's short It's just the introduction and please review!
There were so many thoughts that were racing thru my mind right now that I had no idea which one to focus on first. My best friend Saydie and I were going to our first concert to see this new and up coming country band gloriana and of course I was a little nervous to say the least. I am unfortunately put under the category of being punk/goth, get a few tattoos here and there and have multiple ear piercings and you're labeled for life, and as a general rule punks and country music do not mix or at least that's what my mother tries to tell me. I guess before I get any farther I should introduce ourselves. My names is Whitney Hanson, I am 21 years of age, I have red hair with black tips, blue eyes, I'm 5'8" and am currently working in the horse business. Saydie and I have been friends for god knows how long, She's what you would consider a happy emo kid, Blonde hair with a lot of layers , blue eyes, stands about 5'3" and recently turned 18.
"Do I look alright?' She asked me. "I'm not wearing to much black am I?"
"Ok first off there is no such thing as to much black and secondly you look awesome so stop your worrying."
She was wearing this really cute red plaid halter dress from hot topic black fishnet stockings and these really hot lace up commando boots that went to the knee. Me on the other hand I was wearing my favorite red rocker shirt that had a Gibson les Paul painted on the front, skinny jeans, and of course a pair of black and red converse. We made a few minor adjustments to our make up and then we headed out to the concert that would forever change our lives.