𝚁𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝙾𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜/𝙸𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜

𝗟𝗼𝗰𝗮 (𝗞𝗶𝗿𝗸 𝗛𝗮𝗺𝗺𝗲𝘁𝘁)

The picture up above is outfits you will be wearing during the 4 day events of this chapter, I specifically did not put them in order you get that imagination to do so

Austin, Texas 5/08/1986

"So we know our places right? No need for fuck ups guys, we're not amateurs" looking around at the three I've come accustomed to, breaking into concerts is our thing and when there's a band coming around the Texas area we do whatever we can to get in if we don't have enough money for it

"We got this y/n this isn't our first rodeo, just don't go off on a chase like the last time and we nearly got caught" Jazzy claims causing them to laugh

"I'm serious guys I've scouted out the area this morning and they have doubled up security for some reason, everyone be on the look out"

After we parted ways to go enter in separate areas I took it upon myself to have the most difficult entry. As leader of this pact I never make them do the most difficult unless they can handle it

Walking around back looking every way to make sure no one spots me I go in between vans and production trucks trying to find the closest to the backstage area, before I could spot it I hear someone yelling for me

"Hey ! Come help me with this roadie" shit might as well blend in as best as I can

Going to help him with some cable cords I try to act as natural as possible until he says something that blows my cover

"Don't recognize you, whats your name" studying my face he crosses his arm not looking pleased

"You know it's funny 'cause-

Taking off in an unknown direction I hear him calling for me, thinking he's possibly chasing after me I pick up speed running around a corner. Let's just hope my friends are having an easier time getting in those bastards owe me big time

Running into a secluded room I close the door leaning against it hearing the man and what I assume is two security guards with him running past the door, turning around I see what looks like a dressing room. No one is in sight so I'm in luck that I won't have to explain why I'm in here, ready to open the door to peak out down the halls I hear something behind me

"What are you doing in here" turning I see it's none other than Kirk Hammett standing right before me

"If I told you you'd find me crazy and turn me in so no thanks but don't worry it's nice to finally meet you Kirk huge fan," hearing a knock on the door I fear it's the security searching for me "oh no" quickly not having no other option really

"I'm sorry in advance for doing this" not giving him enough time right as the door opens I'm pulling him into a kiss

"Oh.. sorry Kirk just checking around for some girl who snuck in" after he apologized they left as quickly as they came closing the door leaving

"Well that was the highlight of my night and I should be going thanks for not ratting me out" going for the door I open slightly looking down the hall seeing they're long gone "see you during the show" leaving the room I take off to the doors leading to the crowd to find my friends

Houston, Texas 5/09/1986

Standing by the back door we wait for the coast to be clear so we can just walk in normally. Seeing as security is light this time we're grateful that tonight won't be as hard, once Jazzy signals it's fine we walk in checking around but not making it obvious

"I know this is probably a bad time but I have to pee" Leila stops causing us all to groan

"1, 2, 3 not it !" Before I place my finger on my nose I see that I was the last one