A/N: just gonna say thanks to RRsabi for giving me this idea (: hope you like it.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Finally.
Clare finally got them. She finally got the Dead Hand backstage passes. The brunette had to do many horrible, gruesome tasks she wasn't proud of to get these things… and by horrible, gruesome tasks, she meant become a servant/slave to one Katie Matlin.
Adam begged her, literally on his hands and knees, continuously to somehow buy the precious Dead Hand passes off of Katie.
The things she did for that boy sometimes…
Monday
"You want me to do WHAT?" Clare screeches.
"You heard me, finish editing ALL these papers by tomorrow and I'll think about it." Katie answers simply, holding up a pile of papers that practically went up to the ceiling.
Clare sighs. "Fine" 'At least I don't have any homework.'
"Good, because I have about 5 more piles of these papers outside the room!" Katie tells Clare with an angelic smile before leaving the blue-eyed brunette to her newly earned task.
Clare gapes.
Bitch…
Tuesday
"Is this good, Katie?"
"I don't think you're trying hard enough, a little more to the left."
A vein appears on Clare's head. "Alright, Katie…"
Clare massages the sore spot on Katie's shoulder for a few more minutes before she finally finished. Katie grabs a chair and props her feet on it. Clare stares at her.
"I'm waiting…" Katie says, wiggling her toes.
Clare wanted to cry. She HATED feet.
Wednesday
"You should be going faster, Clare. I'm going to be late for math."
Clare grits her teeth. Today, she had to give Katie piggyback rides to her classes, ALL of her classes. Seriously, what was with Katie's irrational hate for her?
"BONZAI!" A familiar voice yells out. Clare cringes. Oh, dear lord…
The small brunette gets tackled to the ground ruthlessly by Drew Torres, who seemed to also want to have a piggyback ride from Clare.
"Oh Drew, you're so silly." Katie says smiling at her boyfriend, giving him a kiss on the cheek. Drew gives her a goofy smile.
Lucky for Clare, she was able to use Adam, who was conveniently walking in Clare's general direction, to cushion her fall.
Serves him right…
Thursday
Clare was having a hard time carrying the food to Katie's dining room. This was the fifth time today she was attempting to cook the meal Katie asked for.
Currently, she was successfully balancing Spanish rice, chicken, spaghetti, ice cream and water in her two arms. Clare wasn't sure exactly how she was able to do that in the first place, however.
The brunette carefully places each food item on the table before proceeding to give Katie a napkin. Clare then sits down across from Katie, waiting for her to taste her cooking.
Katie spits out the food in Clare's face quickly after trying it. The blue-eyed girl shudders.
"What's wrong with the food this time?" Clare asks loudly.
"This chicken is exactly the same temperature of this room! It's way too cold. I want you to do it again." Katie places her spoon and fork down for the fifth time, crossing her arms.
The younger girl is stunned. Katie TOLD her to have the chicken at room temperature. She takes the chicken back, grumbling to herself.
Clare Edwards will have her revenge… someday.
Present Day
"I can't believe you were able to get all four backstage passes, Clare! How did you do it?" Adam asks, gazing at his pass in an almost loving manner.
Clare doesn't meet his eyes. "I don't want to talk about it…"
The two were walking ahead of Fiona and Eli, who looked mildly sad and pissed off. "Why do we have to go too? I don't even know this band…" Fiona asks.
"Yeah, I'm with Fi. Dead Hand was, like, so last season. I was even going to plan today to go to the spa and get our nails done!" Eli says offhandedly, cleaning the inside of his nail.
Adam tries not to whimper too loudly. Fortunately for him, they arrived at the concert. Dead Hand was a popular band with the people of Toronto and the only reason Clare came was to see what the big deal was… and that Adam still didn't want to be left alone with Fiona and Eli.
After a few minutes though, Dead Hand hasn't appeared yet. Clare was looking around uneasily. There was that bad feeling again… However, Eli and Fiona didn't look like they were going to do anything suspicious and Adam was still looking excited, almost like a little puppy.
Suddenly, a person comes up to the microphone, but it didn't look like any of the Dead Hand members. "Hello? Um… I'd like to make an announcement."
Everyone turned their attention to the speaker. "Unfortunately, Dead Hand wasn't able to make it to Toronto… but we were able to get another artist here for you wonderful people."
There was a lot of groaning and anger coming from the audience. They came here to see Dead Hand, not an impromptu concert by some random artist. Even Eli and Fiona seemed slightly disappointed.
"Please welcome… Lady Gaga!"
Surprisingly, there was a lot of cheering for Lady Gaga. However, Clare wasn't able to wonder why there was a lot of cheering at this moment.
Not many people knew this about Clare Edwards, but she had a fear of Lady Gaga. When she first saw the unusual singer, she broke out into hives and fainted. Lucky for Clare, the doctors apparently had a medication for Gaga-phobia, as what the illness was called, which she took every day. It was never bad to be too safe. However, it didn't stop her from shuddering uncontrollably.
My mama told me when I was young
We are all born superstars
She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on
In the glass of her boudoir
Clare flinches when she hears a girly scream coming from where Adam was. Oh no…
Not many people knew this about Adam Torres, but he had Gaga-fever. When he first saw Lady Gaga, the stereotypical Gaga obsession was born in the boy. Clare could tell Adam became an even bigger fan for the singer once he heard this song. Lady Gaga was almost like his God, scarily enough. Right now, Clare was watching Adam swinging his hoodie and singing along with the song.
"Woo!" Clare looks to the other side. Eli and Fiona were somehow able to make signs to support Lady Gaga. She grimaces. Apparently, they were fans too.
"I love you, Lady Gaga!" Adam throws his beanie to Lady Gaga, who catches it and wears it. The boy then proceeds to give a scarily accurate rendition of a fangirl scream.
I'm beautiful in my way
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
Clare grabs the collar of Adam's shirt, shaking and slapping him silly to help him come to his senses.
"Adam Torres, I promised myself that I wouldn't let you become an insignificant fangirl! You have to fight it!" Clare screams.
"Sorry Clare, but this is my jam!" Adam then turns his attention back to Lady Gaga. She lofficially ost him to the dark side... Clare turns to Eli and Fiona, who were dancing along to the song. Crap, she was alone in a sea of secret and not-so secret Lady Gaga fans. She needed to find the quickest escape NOW.
For once, Clare sees a door in the farthest side of the room and no obstacles in the way. With the determination she never knew she could posses, Clare Edwards runs away, screaming like a maniac, all the way home.
When her body hits her bed's surface, she immediately falls asleep, Lady Gaga invading her nightmares. Clare would have to call her therapist in the morning…
Thus, the worst week in history ends for Clare Edwards.
Meanwhile, Adam, Eli and Fiona were backstage to see Lady Gaga, extremely excited to meet the singer.
"Oh my god, does my hair look okay, Adam? I will NOT look like an absolute hooligan in front of the world's greatest creations, Adam!" Eli says, hurriedly tidying his clothes and hair.
"Eli… who cares about how you look… what about how I look!" Adam asks, nervously patting his hair down.
"Ladies, ladies… calm yourselves! She's coming this way!" Fiona whispers.
The singer herself struts backstage to meet with her fans. Her eyes scan each of them with a nod.
"I approve. Come to my dressing room, we're all going out tonight."
Thus, it was officially the best day of Eli, Adam and Fiona's lives.
To be continued…