Hey sorry I haven't updated in awhile but I've been grounded.
I still am, but I'm risking it all for you guys cuz I love ya.
I know these songs aren't very romantic or anything but don't worry I have more things in mind that will make it super Faxy!
Ok on with the story.
Disclaimer- JP, Forever the Sickest Kids, and Cute is What We Aim For
Chapter Three
Max POV
I walked off stage and whipped away the remainder of my tears.
"Max you where beyond fabulous!" Ella said giving me a hug.
"Thanks lets go watch the rest of the bands." I said returning the hug and hugging Angel and Nudge.
I took off my shoes and put on some hot pink converse and grabbed my VIP pass so that I could skoot to the front of the pit without any trouble. We wiggled our way to the front to see a band setting up. There where three boys. The one on the drums looked about my age
with light blond hair sticking up in spikes everywhere with lime green tips He had a checkered black and white shirt and lime green pants with lime green ray band sunglasses. The boy on the bass looked a little younger probably about 16 or so. He had dirty blond hair that was a medium length and looked like he just rolled out of bed. He was wearing a black shirt that said "Tick Tick Tick" in white then had a fuse coming out of the last K. I laughed at that totally random. He had tight purple pants on and black van slip-ons. Then last boy had black hair down to his jaw that flipped out. His face looked older then the other two maybe 22 or so. He had a lip ring on his bottom lip and an eyebrow ring on his left eyebrow. (His right was covered by his bangs) He had a tick black leather cuff on his right wrist and a black studded belt around his hips. He had a snug black t-shirt that showed off his muscular chest and arms. On the inside of his right lower arm he had a tattoo of an eye with wings on either side. He had tight black pants and black high tops. His eyes looked glassy but very familiar.
"Hey. We are The Winged Renegade. This first song is called She's a Lady, I wrote it when I was a about 14 after my friend and I got in a fight ok here we go." Said the dark haired guy. He started on the guitar and the other two joined in then he started singing.
I'm in love with the girl I hate
She enjoys pointing out every bad thing about me.
I'm in love with a critic and a skeptic, a traitor
I'd trade her in a second.
He had an awesome voice. Girls all around me where freaking out. The band was awesome and had a hell of a stage presence. They where head banging and really into the music.
She's a backseat driver, a drama provider
An instant update of the world.
She's a first class liar, a constant forgetter.
She's attractive but bitter
The two light haired guys sang this part by them selves.
Did you scream enough to make her cry?
It's a turn around, turn around
Then the dark haired guy sang again
Baby, don't return to me
If you think that I'm not worth your time.
She's a lady and ladies shouldn't be messed with.
She's a lady and ladies shouldn't be messed with.
Take off your shoes, come in the room
And baby, let's try not to argue.
Turn out the lights, turn on the radio
And how can we fight when I'm too busy loving you?
I'm too busy loving you
I'm too busy loving you.
The two light haired guys sang this part by them selves again.
Did you scream enough to make her cry?
It's a turn around, turn around
The cute dark haired guy sang again closing his eyes and holding the mic with both hands.
Baby, don't return to me
If you think that I'm not worth your time.
She's a lady and ladies shouldn't be messed with.
She's a lady and ladies shouldn't be messed with.
Here I am, there you go again (again)
And we will not ever be eighteen again (again)
And I'm worn out of fighting and every night you leave crying
And I could use some time
And here I am, and there you go again (again)...
So here I am and I'm dying
And I'm waiting for you, waiting for you.
Come back, come back to me
And I'll take you gladly and I'll take you in again.
They all started singing again with so much energy I thought the crowd was going to explode.
Did you scream enough to make her cry?
It's a turn around, turn around
Baby, don't return to me
If you think that I'm not worth your time.
Did you scream enough to make her cry?
It's a turn around, turn around
Baby, don't return to me
If you think that I'm not worth your time.
She's a lady and ladies shouldn't be messed with.
She's a lady and ladies shouldn't be messed with.
They finished and the crowd, including Ella, Angel, Nudge, and I, went insane.
The dark haired guy pushed his dark hair out of his eyes with the hand he had his guitar pick in. "Thanks, you guys are f**king great! This next is called Curse Of Curves. Its a song about a girl I knew that was to hot for her own good, but could be a total tyrant sometimes and she's going to kick my ass for this later. This song is for you babe." He said and winked at me. The crowd went insane again. He started strumming
I've got the gift of one-liners
And you've got the curse of curves
He looked straight at me and winked.
And with this gift I compose words
And the question that comes forward
Are you perspiring from the irony
Or are you sweating to these lyrics
The other two boys came in with a steady beat.
And this just in
You're a dead fit
But my wit won't allow it
The inside lingo had me at hello
And we go where the money goes
The inside lingo had me at hello
And we go where the money goes
He was looking straight at me the entire time I was blushing up a storm.
I want someone provocative and talkative
But it's so hard when you're shallow as a shower
And from what I've heard with skin you'll win
Her bone structure screams
"Touch her! Touch her!"
And she's got the curse of curves
So with the combination of my gift with one liners
And my way
My way with words
It seems I'm too hip to keep tight lipped
And you're on the gossip team
You're making something out of nothing
And jealousy's the cousin, the cousin of greed
The inside lingo had me at hello
And we go where the money goes
The inside lingo had me at hello
And we go where the money goes
I want someone provocative and talkative
But it's so hard when you're shallow as a shower
And from what I've heard with skin you'll win
Her bone structure screams (I want someone)
"Touch her! Touch her!"
And she's got the curse, the curse of: (I want someone)
From what I've heard with skin you'll win
We all have teeth that can bite underneath
To where the reality grows
Yeah, that's where mine go
That's where mine go
We all have teeth that can bite underneath
To where the reality grows
Yeah that's where mine go
Where the reality grows:
From what I've heard with skin you'll win
And from what I've heard with skin you'll win
I want someone provocative and talkative
But it's so hard when you're shallow as a shower
And from what I've heard with skin you'll win
Her bone structure screams (I want someone)
"Touch her! Touch her!"
And she's got the curse, the curse of: (I want someone)
From what I've heard with skin you'll win
With skin you'll win
Skin you'll win
They fished the song and the lead singer tossed his pick right at me. I caught it and he winked again. I looked down at the pick and inscribed on it it said,
Max&Fang
Flock Inc.