Buttercup's Point of View—
Today was Saturday. I, surprisingly, was already up and dressed. After I left Butch's house last night, Mitch had called asking if I wanted to go to a Paramore concert. I eagerly agreed—Paramore's my favorite band! Hanna must have told him.
"Why are you up so early?"
I turned to the sound of the voice to see Blossom standing at the bottom of the stairs.
"I'm going to a concert."
"Did you ask?"
"I don't need to ask."
She crossed her arms and glared at me.
"Whom are you going with?"
"Who do you think?"
"Butch?"
"Nope."
"Hanna?"
"She's coming with Bella."
She placed her fingers on her chin in profound thought, her eyebrows furrowed. Then, a look of anger washed over her face.
"You're going with Mitch."
I nodded.
"Buttercup, how many times have I told you? I don't want you seeing him anymore," Blossom instructed sternly.
I glanced up at the clock then stared back at her blankly as I stood up from the couch.
"I'll be back before…well…can't make any promises, but I'll be back before about 12 p.m."
I walked past her as she silently fumed with agitation.
"It's past 12 p.m.!" she screamed after me.
"12 tomorrow then," I replied nonchalantly, feeding off of her exasperation. I slammed the door shut behind me and flew towards Hanna's house. I walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell.
"Hey! Ready to go?" Bella asked as she threw the door open. Hanna was behind her grabbing her house keys.
"Yep."
Hanna told her mom where we would be going, collected her money and ticket, and closed the door behind her as she followed us past the driveway.
"BC, I gotta tell you something so important!" Bella said as we turned the first corner.
"Who's it about?" I asked halfheartedly.
"Butch."
My eyes sparkled with avid interest at his name being mentioned.
"What about him?"
"I think he has a crush on somebody…"
A frown of disappointment spread across my face. For some unknown reason, I felt slightly envious that he had a crush on someone else.
Hanna grinned at my reaction as Bella continued.
"This girl has been his best friend since preschool, and they used to share cookies together and play football. Now they skate together and he fell in love with her…."
"He has another best friend besides me?" I asked in disbelief.
Hanna face-palmed herself and giggled a bit.
"No, BC. Damn, you're so oblivious. It's you, dipshit!"
"Liar! Butch and I are just friends. Nothing else!"
"Oh, really. He told me all about last night. How you were all on top of him and stuff? You know Butch is a freak. That turned his horny ass on even more than…." Bella stopped and smirked, knowing that she had fully caught my attention.
"Butch isn't a freak, he most definitely isn't in love, and he ain't got a crush on nobody," I concluded defiantly.
She shook her head.
"So stubborn. Just so, so stubborn."
When we arrived at Mitch's house, he was already on the front lawn.
"Hey babe. Hey Hanna. Hey Bell," Mitch said, smirking as he walked up to us.
"Don't call me that," I said as he grabbed me by my hand.
"Don't act like you don't love it," Mitch teased, licking his lips seductively.
I punched him on his arm jokingly.
"Are you ready to go?" Hanna asked.
"Yeah. We're gonna take my bro's car," he said, leading us to the onyx black Escalade with snow-white rims.
"We gon' be riding high on these!" Bella exclaimed, gazing in awe at the size of the tires. Mitch just smirked arrogantly as we piled into the car. Mitch hopped in the driver's seat, I climbed into the passenger seat, and Hanna and Bella filed into the backseat. Mitch revved the car's engine and we sped off towards the highway.
"OHHHH MY GOSSSH THIS IS MY JAAAAM! Turn it up!" I yelled as 'We R Who We R' by Ke$ha flashed on.
"Sing it for me, babe," Mitch requested playfully as the beat picked up. Bella began first.
"Hot and dangerous! If you're one of us, then roll with us!" Bella yelled in unison with the radio, flinging her chocolate brown hair around wildly.
"'Cause we make the hipsters fall in love when we got our hot pants on and up!" Hanna joined in, pointing to her skin-tight skinny jeans.
"And, yes, of COURSE we does! We runnin' this town jus' like a club!" I exclaimed, laughing as Mitch chuckled. Then, we all joined in to the next part.
"And no you don't wanna mess with us! Got Jesus on my neck-a-lace-us-us!"
We all laughed and sang along until the song went off. Then, Hanna's all-time favorite song came on.
"OH MY GOSH! It's time to get CRAZY up in here!" Bella exclaimed.
'I Like It' by Enrique Iglesias came on to the radio.
"This was from the Jersey Shore soundtrack, dude! It's time to get it PUMPIN'!" I yelled to Mitch. He laughed and threw his head back for a second.
"Girl, please excuse me if I'm coming too strong. But tonight is the night we can really let go," I sang to Mitch jokingly.
"My girlfriend's outta town and I'm all alone. Your boyfriend's on vacation and he doesn't have to know," Mitch sang back teasingly, tickling my chin.
"No, oh oh, oh oh. No one can do the things I'm gonna wanna do to you no oh oh. Oh oh," Hanna joined in.
"Shout aloud, screaming loud…. lemme hear you go," Bella sang.
"BABY I LIKE IT!" we all sang-shouted, fist pumping into the air Jersey Shore style.
"The way you move on the floor," Mitch added along in unison to the song, licking his lips.
"BABY I LIKE IT!"
"Come on and gimme some more!"
"Oh, yes, I LIKE IT!"
"Screamin' like never before!"
"Baby, I like it! I-I-I LIKE IT!"
"Girl, please excuse me if I'm misbehaving, oh," Bella sang.
"I'm tryna keep my hands off but you're begging me for more," Mitch sang, trailing his hand down my side teasingly. I laughed just in time for the next part.
"Round, round, round, and a low, low, low. Let the time time pass…"
"'CAUSE WE'RE NEVER GETTING' OLD!" we shouted, fist pumping wildly into the air.
We continued laughing and joking until we got to the concert. Mitch swept into a vacant parking space and cut the engine as we piled out of the car towards the entrance of the building. When we gave the guards our ticket, Mitch led us to our seats. He sat down first, then me, then Hanna, and finally Bella.
After about twenty-five minutes of waiting, Hayley Williams stepped out onto the stage, followed by her band mates. The first song she performed was 'Careful.'
[A/N: PAY attention to these following songs! Hint hint hint! Foreshadowing maybe! All of them have a significant meaning!]
[…Careful by Paramore…]
I settle down a twisted up frown disguised as a smile, well
You would have never known
I closed my eyes and fist pumped along with the beat, Hanna and Mitch rocking out beside me. Bella shook her head wildly, her hair flinging everywhere.
I had it all but not what I wanted
'Cause hope for me was a place uncharted and overgrown
You'd make your way in
I'd resist you just like this
You can't tell me to feel
The truth never set me free
So
I did it myself
We stopped our random dancing to sing along with Hayley just as the chorus came on.
You can't be too careful anymore
When all that is waiting for you
Won't come any closer
You've got to reach out a little
More
More
More
More, more
Open your eyes like I opened mine
It's only the real world
A life you will never know
Shifting your weight to throw off the pain
Well you can ignore it
But only for so long
You look like I did
You resist me just like this
You can't tell me to heal
And it hurts remembering how
It felt to shut down
You can't be too careful anymore
When all that is waiting for you
Won't come any closer
You've got to reach out a little
More
More
More
More, more
The truth never set me free [x3]
So I'll do it myself
You can't be too careful anymore
When all that is waiting for you
Won't come any closer
You've got to reach out
Can't be too careful anymore
When all that is waiting for you
Won't come any closer
You've got to reach out
More
More
More
More, more
Then, one of my favorite songs by them came on. Hayley grabbed the microphone and closed her eyes, bobbing her head to the rhythm.
[…The Only Exception by Paramore…]
When I was younger I saw
My daddy cry
And curse at the wind
He broke his own heart and I watched
As he tried to reassemble it
And my mama swore that
She would never let herself forget
And that was the day that I promised
I'd never sing of love
If it does not exist
But darlin'
You are the only exception [x4]
Maybe I know, somewhere,
Deep in my soul,
That love never lasts
And we've got to find other ways
To make it alone
Or keep a straight face
And I've always lived like this
Keepin' a comfortable distance
And up until now I had sworn to myself that I'm content
With loneliness
Because none of it was ever worth the risk
You are the only exception [x4]
Hayley's band performed a small instrumental before continuing the song.
I've got a tight grip on reality
But I can't
Let go of what's in front of me here
I know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up
Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream
Oh-whoaaaaaa-oh
You are the only exception [x8]
And I'm on my way to believing
Oh, and I'm on my way to believing
After that song, she performed another of my favorite songs.
[…CrushCrushCrush by Paramore…]
I got a lot to say to you
Yeah, I got a lot to say
I noticed your eyes are glued to me
Keeping them here
And it makes no sense at all
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
Crush
Crush
Crush
Crush, crush
(Two, three, four!)
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
Just the one two
I was just counting on
That never happens
I guess I'm dreaming again
Let's be more than this
If you want to play it like a game
Well, come on, come on, let's play
Cause I'd rather waste my life pretending
Then have to forget you for one whole minute
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
Crush
Crush
Crush
Crush, crush
(Two, three, four!)
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
Just the one two
I was just counting on
That never happens
I guess I'm dreaming again
Let's be more than this now!
Rock and roll, baby
Don't you know that we're all alone now?
I need something to sing about
Rock and roll, hey
Don't you know, baby, we're all alone now?
I need something to sing about
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
Just the one two
I was just counting on
That never happens
I guess I'm dreaming again
Let's be more than…
No
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone
Just the one two
I was just counting on
That never happens
I guess I'm dreaming again
Let's be more than this
Oh
It was now intermission. I felt around in my pockets for my now vibrating phone. It was a text message from Butch.
'hey BC where ya at?'
'Paramore concert! :)'
'sweet who all there?'
'mitch hanna and bell'
'oh…well ttyl I guess'
'k'
As I slipped my phone back into my pocket, Mitch stared at me intently.
"Who was that?" he asked suspiciously.
"Butch. Why?"
He shook his head and turned back towards the stage.
Author's Note: Sorry if this is not how a real concert goes, I've never been to one. But I hope you realize the meaning of the songs! They're a form of foreshadowing…hint hint hint. :D
And they all follow the same concept in the story….think about it, kay? :]