About an hour later—the movie wasn't finished yet—my phone vibrated. I glanced down at it, it was an Instagram notification from Tech, or her real name: Ally. She was one of my best friends back at the academy. She must have posted again, I smiled and unlocked my phone and pulled up the post silently. My account was for me as Blue Monarch, I didn't really feel the need to create one for me as Lena. I mean, who would bother to follow it anyway other than Ally, Dallas and Nick? Nick was Dallas's and I's best friend and Ally's boyfriend, he is also the DJ of the club and goes by the name DJ N.

I scrolled down until I found her post, it was a new version of the clubs advertising poster. Dallas, as Falcon was on the middle of the crowd with a bunch of face's, most that I did recognize and some that I didn't. Ally as Tech was there, Nick as DJ N, Accelerator in his whole red getup and a bunch of other people and friends that went to the club regularly to see and participate in dance battles. I smiled a small bit, remembering when me and Dallas were front and center in most of the advertising posters, since we were often pointing as the 'best of the best' in the club.

I barely had time to like the post before my phone was taken out of my hand. My body become I rigged as I whipped around to see Jake holding my phone, effectively snapping me out of my daydream. No, I wasn't ready to tell them that I was B.M, not at least now. I didn't even know if they knew who she was and what she does.

"So what are we going to do about telling the army about Lena?" Jinxx asked and I released out a breath in relief as Jake shut off my phone. I gave him a half hearted glare and he just smiled humorously back.

"Are you ok with going out on stage for the show tomorrow?" Andy asked as he easily took my phone from Jake and gave it back to me as I nodded my head yes, it shouldn't be that different from the dance competitions and battles held at the club, right? The rest of the band agreed, as I held my phone tightly.

"Oh, and I forgot to ask, do you want to stay on the side of the stage and watch us perform or do you wanna stay in the bus?" Andy asked and I smiled, I had only been to the free concerts at state fairs when my dad was still alive, they were mostly country shows and quieter ones too, small town bands playing covers.

"Side of the stage, uh if it's ok with you guys, I haven't really been to a concert like this." I said shrugging as Winona meowed, walking up to me from the back of the bus.

"You haven't?" Jake asked and I nodded.

"I mean, when my dad was still alive he used to take me to concerts at state fairs when we were out of town racing, more than half of the songs that they played I wasn't really familiar with." I explained shrugging and they nodded, some giving me some confused looks.

"Like a race car, I used to hang out with my uncle in the pits while my dad worked with his team on there car," I said and they all nodded.

"Then why were you at the orphanage?" Ashley asked, but looking like he regretting asked, as my face morphed into a distance sort of look, but to be honest I really didn't mind talking about my past only the parts about my mother I had some trouble explaining.

"No, it's fine. One day my dad got the chance to drive the car, but when he was driving it there was a problem in the engine and the car blew up. He blew several gaskets and snapped his brake straps, the car overheated and caught fire. He uh, he couldn't apply the break. And when my friend's father tried to get him out of the car. But, they both perished in another explosion as my uncle and my friend held me back." I say and they all nodded gravely, Andy putting a comforting hand on my knee, my father's friend was Dallas's dad. Dallas held me back from doing something rational, which I was thankful for that. I might not be here if it wasn't for them.

"And about two months later, my mother grew to disinterested to care for me properly and kinda dumped me on her assistant. Then soon after mother sent me to live with her sister for the time being, my aunt never liked me much and after about a year, she sent me to the center. Then after my fathers friends wife—the one that died in the car explosion—heard about me being in the center. She tried to take me in, but it never worked out and I was moved here in Missouri were my dad grew up." I expanded and they all nodded, Ashley and CC giving me a hug, as I hugged back.

"Wow." Jake mumbled and the rest of them nodded in agreement.

"Lisien, there's something I need to tell you gu—" I started, deciding it was a good moment to tell them about my double life as B.M, but I was cut off my someone knocking at the bus door and opening it, a staff member I assumed.

"It's time to get backstage." They said then closed the door after the guys nodded that they understood.

"Continue?" Andy said, but I shook my head and I chickened out, they needed to get ready. I could wait.

"No, no. It's fine, we should go." I said as the rest of the guys got up and stretched, turning off the Tv as we stepped off the bus and started to approach the venue.

"Are you sure, Lena?" Andy asked, looking a bit concerned as we entered the venue, I nodded as we entered a dressing room as I ogled at it.

I timidity walked over to the couch in the corner and sat down silently, taking out my phone, giving myself a mental reminder to call Dallas soon. As I scrolled through Instagram, checking up on Nick's (DJ N's), Ally's (Tech's), Dallas's (Falcon's) accounts, they didn't really have much new on them. Techs had posted a new photo, it was an older one of me and her as a throwback Thursday—before I showed Dallas the club.

I was in my Blue Monarch gear, and she was in her gear as Tech, light blue face paint that I had smeared across my face like a mask that matched the chalk in my hair (I used to chalk my hair instead of finally dyeing it as it was one of my mother's rules that I had to follow) and Tech had her dark electric purple face paint smeared on her face. We were both sweating and seemed to be both out of breath. My hair was pulled up into a ponytail and was frizzy and slightly matted and both of our face paints were smudged, probably from sweat. We both gave big smiles to the camera, Tech having her arm around me as I looked to be laughing and had both of my arm's slung around her. We both looked so happy, I smiled warmly at the photo as I read the caption that I was tagged in, remembering the times when me and her would sometimes dance together.

"You sure it was nothing, Lena?" Jinxx asked, causing me to look up from my phone. He was standing before a mirror doing his own warpaint.

"Yeah, I'll tell you guys later, it wasn't really that important anyway." I said, turning off my phone, watching the band get ready for the show. Slipping on their combat boots and doing there war paint on there face and chest, it was an interesting thing to watch. I noted that it took a lot more time and skill then doing my face paint mask over my eyes that I did when I got dressed as B.M at the club—I just smeared blue paint over the top part of my face and I was done.

"Ok, I think we're all good." Ashley said and the rest of the guys nodded, as we stepped out of the dressing room, them leading me to where I would be watching for the show. I could already hear the crowd excited cheers. They sounded almost how I felt as the band led me to the edge of the stage, but far back enough so none of the crowd would spot me, not that they could see or would bother to notice as the arena was dimly lit. I stood there as the band ran onstage, CC first, taking his place at the drums, then Jinxx, Ashley and Jake, playing a little tune together.

"You sure youll be ok?" Andy asked, I nodded and smiled in a hopefully reassuring way.

"I'll be fine, you go." I said as Andy gave me a hug before being handed a microphone by one of the staff and running onstage as the first song started to play, me recognizing it immediately.

I smiled and quietly sang along to the song, though if I would have sang it normally no one would hear me anyway.

Soon about 2⁄3's through the concert, the band was doing amazing, I felt someone grab my arm. I flinched and snapped my head around to see two staff members, a tall bulky guy with dyed white hair and soft brown eyes and a stern looking woman with prosthetic blond hair and sharp unnerving blue eyes, she was holding my elbow.

My eyes widened as I pushed down my bubbling anxiety that was constraining my throat, I managed to look up at them in confusion.

"Um h-hi?" I stuttered, but it sounded more like a question than a greeting. The woman rolled her eyes, tapping her opposite hands long manicured nails against one of her long tanned legs.

"Come with us, girl." The woman huffed, dropping my arm and turned on her heels, walking to another door where I had no idea where it led whatsoever.

"Um but—I!" I blubber, glancing at Andy, who was center stage singing his heart out with the rest of the band as the crowd cheered in happiness and adrenaline. There was a small yank on my arm as the bulky guy took my arm and followed the woman through the door, then down some halls that I didn't recognize. At this time panic started sweeping through me as the guy that now had a gentle grip on my arm, followed the woman.

'Andy told me to stay were I was!' I frantically thought. I didn't know who these people were, but here I was; being pulled down the halls of the venue to wherever.

'He's going to be pissed at me from not doing what I was told!' My mind screamed as we entered a room, that was empty and brightly lit except for a table, two chairs on one side of it and only one on the other.

"Sit." The woman ordered harshly and I flinched, she reminded me somewhat of my mother in the months that I stayed with her after my biological father's death then much of my Aunt. I did what I was told and timidly sat down on the lone chair on one side of the table, neither of the adults took a seat, the woman crossing her arms again and chomped on her gum in an irritating way.

"Why did you sneak backstage, everyone knows that the fans are supposed to stay in the crowd." The woman said harshly, making me glance up to her eyes, which wasn't a good idea because it only sent shivers down my spine. She said 'the fans' like they were lesser then who was backstage, I bit my lip as my hands shook slightly.

"I-I didn't, I'm not. Well uh I am, but—," I started but the woman rolled her eyes and popped her other hip out like she had someone to impress. The one bulky guy looked at me with a slight pity and concern, probably seeing how bad my hands were shaking and how quick my breathing was at that point, but remained emotionless otherwise.

"What were you doing back there!?" She said sharply, making me fiddle with my sweater sleeve and shift my weight in the chair. I didn't do anything wrong, did I?

"I'm Andy's daughter, he's the—," I started and the woman burst out laughing—well cackling—then gave me a board expression, looking over her nails.

"That's a new one, you know what? I'll be nice since your so creative with your excuses and I won't call security on you." She snorted, smirking at the guy as she strutted her was back down the hall. The guy took my arm, barely even touching me this time and led me behind the woman.

As we approached another door, she opened it letting the outside chilly air seep into the building. I didn't try to resist, I couldn't do anything of much use for this situation anyway.

As the woman slammed the door closed once I was outside and the guy looking at me with an apologetic look before the door slammed shut, I glanced around at my surroundings and took deep breaths.

I was in what looked like an alleyway that led to a parking lot with cars in it, the bus wasn't anywhere to be seen. I let out a shaky sighed and pulled out my phone. I didn't text Andy or any of the rest of the band because I knew they were still performing and there phones were in the dressing room, so I called Dallas. I still haven't explained to him the whole 'adopted by bvb' thing yet and it was pretty quiet out here, so I decided it was a good time now.

Maybe they would forget about me and Andy would go on living his life to the fullest and worry free of a idiotic orphan girl that couldn't even get three words out to some venue staff to save her life? I was just in the band's way anyway.

"Hello?" Dallas said, making me smile a small bit.

"Hey Dal." I said back, leaning on the brick wall with the door next to me a few feet away.

"Hey Lena, how'd the interviews go?" He asked knowingly and I smiled and giggled softly.

"I got adopted." I said and Dallas made this inhuman excited screech.

"Oh my god! What are they like? Tell me tell meee." He said making me laugh, sliding my back down on the wall of the building so I was sitting down on the sidewalk with my legs extended in front of me.

"Well for one, I got adopted by Andy Biersack." I smiled and he did the scheech thing again, making me laugh harder.

"OH MY GOD LENA! YOU ARE KIDDING!" He yells, something toppling over to the ground on the other end of the line while I giggle, then glancing at the door were I was sat next to. It doesn't open nor budge as there was a string of curses and more movement on the other end of the line, I assumed he picked up whatever he knocked over.

"Nope I'm serious, apparently they live in L.A. We're going back in like two or three days. I could perhaps see you, Ally and Nick again?" I offer and Dallas squeals in a mix of a little pig and a small girl who was told that she was going to get the new doll that she had been begging her parents for.

"Yes! I miss you," He says, as we both took a deep breath. It had been so long since we saw each other face to face and it made me sad. Dallas was my best friend, brother even.

"Yeah I know, Dal. I miss you to..." I said sadly, then a few seconds of silence on his side of the line and mine.

"Anyway, what are you doing now? Shouldn't you be spending time with And or whatever? Aren't they on tour?" He asked in a curious tone. I gave a small sad smile, then shook my head when I realized he couldn't see me.

"Yeah. Him and the rest of the band are playing a concert now, I was supposed to stay on the side of the stage and watch. But the venue staff, I guess thought I was a crazed fan and snuck in or something, so I'm outside in some ally." I say, rolling my eyes and shrugging my shoulders then adjusted my back, the cement and brick was getting kinda uncomfortable.

"Do I need to fly out there and drag you back to Cali a few days early?" He joked but there was some seriousness to his tone, I could tell that he wouldn't hesitate to fly out here if I had so much as hinted that I needed him here with me—and his mother would let him with no questions asked even though their money was tight at times, hence why they couldn't take me in in the first place.

"No, no, I'm fine. Besides, I think the concerts going to be over before you could even book your ticket, plus its only 57 [degrees] out," I say snorting, in L.A this weather was considered freezing, but here the sun was out and the snow was melting quickly.

"I would fly out there Lena, if it was my choice you would live with me and mom too." He said and I felt my eyes soften and my eyes start to water.

"I know you would. But hey, I get to live with my favorite band, maybe make new family?" I offer and he sighs then chuckles at the surrealness of it all.

"Ok, but if you need anything. Anything at all, no matter the time of day, call me. Ok?" He says making me smile. It was nice to know that someone was there for you even when you felt like everyone else was too busy. It was comforting, well, minus the part of them being more then a thousand miles away.

"I know Dall, I—" I started but was cut off by the door swinging open quickly, reliving a sweaty and tired looking Andy, the sun was setting outside by now but it didn't disguise the restless and frantic look in his eyes as he scanned the parking lot.

I jumped and making a little 'Eep' sound when the door randomly burst open as his head snapped to me in surprise, but relief.

He immediately wrapped his arms around me and hugged tight, as Dallas's franic voice was heard from my phone that was at my side but still clasped in my hand, but I couldn't understand what he was saying from it. But, I could tell that he was worried about my sudden disconnection of the line.

"Thank god, Lena!" Andy practically breathed in relief as I hugged back, burying my head in his stomach that still had black strokes of his war paint covering most of it.

"I was so worried." He mumbled, calming down a bit, still hugging me tightly as I noticed that he was still in his stage outfit, war paint and all, but some of it smudged probably through the concert.

"It's ok, I'm fine." I say in a hushed tone as he sighs and pulls out of the hug, sitting down next to where I was previously sitting before, I took the gesture to sit back in my spot. I grabbed my phone, seeing that Dallas hadn't ended that call and I could still faintly hear his voice from my phone speaker. I put the phone back to my ear.

I glanced at Andy who was breathing deeply, leaning his head back and closing his eyes, not even bothering to push a dark strand of hair out of his face as he was talking time to calm himself down.

"Hey Dall, I have to call you back, the concert just got done." I say and Dallas answer back immediately.

"Yea, are you ok?" He asked, sounding a bit frantic like Andy had moments before who didn't seem to hear me wrap up the call, but I could tell that he still felt bad about me having to sit out here in just a jean jacket. But to be honest, the cold didn't really bother me that much, nor did I really give it much of a thought. It was odd having someone worried about me that wasn't either Dallas, Abbey, Nick or Ally.

"I'm fine, Dall. But, I need to go now ok?" I say sadly, meaning what I said.

"Ok Lena, just be safe please." He said and I bit my lip before answering back a truthful 'Ok, I will' as we said our goodbyes and I hung up the phone, shoving it back in my jacket pocket and glanced back up at Andy. I crossed my legs so I was sitting crisscross applesauce, facing the side of him.

"But it is ok. You're still getting used to being a parent, and I'm still getting used to being someone's daughter again." I say, mumbling the last part, putting my sizeably smaller hand over his slightly sweaty one. Andy sighed and opened his eyes again, turning his head to look at me.

"But—." He starts and I get up the courage to cut him off.

"No 'buts'." I say, but almost startled at my own words. I'd never cut someone off like that that wasn't Dallas or any of my friends at the academy, much less an adult.

Andy smiled at me, probably seeing that I was getting more comfortable and confident being around him. I smiled slyly back, blushing a small bit. Maybe I do have a chance at a family after all.

"Well, the rest of the band are searching for you, we should probably tell them that your safe." Andy said standing up, offering me a hand which I took and he pulled me up to my feet easily.

"Woh, your light." He remarked making me giggle, it reminded me of the first time me and Dallas did a flyer trick because he said the exact same thing. Andy opened the door to get backstage, this time he taking my hand again and began leading me through the extensive corridors and I was grateful for that.

We passed the woman that originally pushed me out of the venue. She sent me a cold glare and I averted my eyes to my boots, the same ones I was wearing when I first met Andy and the guys. I smiled softly to myself at the memory as we passed her and entered the dressing room where the band got ready before the concert. Ashley was pacing the floor, still in similar performance-ware as Andy except him having his own unique war paint.

Ashley's face shot to the door when it opened as me and Andy walked through. His eyes widened and he walked up to me using long strides and hugged me tightly. I squeaked in surprise, but hugged back.

"Jesus, you gave us all a scare! Where were you?" Jinxx asked as he came striding into the dressing room, the rest of the band came back to the room a few minutes before and we were all chilling on the sofas.

"The back alley exit, why were you out there anyway?" Andy said turning to me and I just shrugged.

"I don't know, a venue member thought I was a crazy fan or whatever." I say and Jake raised his eyebrows at me and I shrugged again, not wanting to get anyone fired over some sort of misunderstanding—no matter how rude she was