Chapter One: Tickets
The sound of my iPod dock playing Blood On The Dance Floor signaled that it was time to get ready for school. With groan and a stretch I slowly and unwillingly got out of bed. I checked my phone and saw that I had 10 texts and 15 missed calls from my best friend Cheyenne. Thinking something was wrong, I quickly called her.
“Jewels!” she screamed. “Hey calm down before you make my ears bleed!” I said wincing slightly. “You'll never believe what happened! I was singing Lovestruck in the shower when my brother comes in-like the creep he is- and said he got Warped Tour tickets!” she said all in a rush that I could barely understand. “That's great!” I said slightly jealous. My Mother would never let me go see Blood On The Dance Floor. Hell, she didn't even know I listened to them! Yes most songs are highly sexual, but the ones that aren't are so meaningful. You can't help but love them. “ And and annnnnnd theres a ticket for you too!” she said in a sing-song voice. “Oh. My. God. Really?!” I said excitedly. “Hell yeah! Listen I gotta go. Talk to you in school. Love you!”. “Love you too,Chey.” click.
I suppose I should tell you a little about myself. I adore Dahvie Vanity, and all things SGTC. (For those who don't know it's a blood on the dance floor thing. It stands for Slash Gash Terror Crew.) I'm 15. 5”8'. Uber straight black hair,and blue eyes. I,Jewely Angel Nicole,is going to hug Dahvie Vanity.
A/N: Hey! So how did you like it? Sorry it's short, but I promise all uploads after this will be AT LEAST 3 pages. This chapter was just to start it off,ya know? Vote,Comment,Fan,Whatever. :D
