Hello, my name is LynnLee Baker. I have blonde hair and green eyes. I am the older twin of Zachary Baker, or as you all probably know him; Zacky Vengeance. I am older, I was born 10 minutes ahead. I am 22. My brother and I are very close. When he went on tour it tore us apart, so, now I go with. I keep the boys in line and Johnny 'short shit' Christ alive and kicking. Its very hard to live with the band but my best friend Jimmy is here as their drummer so I'm all good.
“How can you have a crush on 3 of the 5 band mates!” Jimmy yelled well...tried to as he fell from his upside down perch on my bunk.
“Easy.” I proclaimed. “Brian is so protective and sexy, Johnny is so sweet and nice, and Matt is just so...CUTE!” I said smiling at my giraffe like best friend.
“What do you think about me?” Jimmy asked striking a 'sexy pose'. I put a finger to my chin and made it look like I was thinking hard.
“I think in your past life you were a giraffe.” He glared at me. Jimmy hates being called that. “You're also the funniest guy I've ever met.” He looked at me with just...idk that LOOK! The one that could make the Grinch himself bust a gut out laughing. So of coarse I start laughing and he starts laughing at me and then Zacky walks in the bus to find me dieing of laughter on my bunk and Jimmy on the floor in the weirdest position from when he fell...he kinda looks like the possessed chick in one of those exorcism movies.
Zacky raised an eyebrow at him then looked at me. “The guitar part is all done so now its Jimmy’s turn to record.” He proclaimed finishing his sentence looking at the now non possessed looking Jimmy. “I'm going out to look for a nice hair salon with Christ to get our hair re-dyed.” I nodded in acknowledgment.
“Have fun with Mr. Ego.” Zacky said well dragging my snickering and winking giraffe with him. I threw a discarded shoe at Jimmy and gave him the 'don't tell a soul' look and then slid the curtain to my bunk shut.
After a minute or so I heard the bus door open again and a familiar set of footsteps walk around stopping at my bunk. “LynnLee, LynnLee, LynnLee.” Said a tisking raspy voice. I giggled. “When will you ever learn that your bunk is not a hiding place from sexy beasts?”
“I am sorry Mr. Gates but right now I am not descent.” I replied. With that said the curtains were practically ripped off the rod. “Brian Hanner!” I yelled leaning on an elbow. “You are such a perv!” He just scowled and pulled me off the bed of coarse not realizing how high my bunk was and how heavy I am we both fell onto the floor in a very compromising position. I blushed and went to get off him when he flipped us and pinned me to the carpeted floor of our tour bus.
“Brian?” I asked looking into his eyes confused. “What are you doing?” He started leaning his face in and that's when the bus door opened and Brian jumped off me.
“Uhhh...” Was all Johnny said looking down at the ruffled me. “Did Syn pull you off your bunk again?” He asked smiling warmly at me and then walked over and lent me a hand up.
“Yes.” I remarked glancing at said guitarist. “So where is my brother?” I asked. “I thought he was with you.”
“Well I want a mohawk again but I like my black and orange hair.” He stated. “Will you give it to me again.”
I smiled, “Sure, but you'll have to pay me.” He frowned and looked at me confused.
“Pay?
“With PIE!!!!” I yelled
“I like pie.” He said in the most five year old way ever.
I laughed at him, then looked at Syn. “You coming?” I asked. “We'll get drunk too!” I said happily. Johnny frowned knowing he would probably be the one to drag the to drunk to walk Synyster Gates home and the flirty and loving LynnLee back to the bus.
“Sure.” He said smiling. “Lets go get Jimmy and Shadows.”
“You guys do that, I need to get ready.” Brian groaned and walked out the door.
Johnny walked up to me and gave me a hug. When nobody was around Johnny and I cuddled a lot. “I think you look just fine.”
I smiled. “Let me put on some skinny jeans and make up and then I'll be better than fine.” I said stepping away from his hug.
“I'll go get your pants, you go do your make up in the Vengeance bathroom.” The bus had to bathrooms. One for the hair obsessed and the other for the make up obsessed. There was not enough shelf room for both and to many people for one bathroom.
The bus consisted of 6 beds, two above the cab where Zacky and Syn sleep (we call it guitarist land). Under the bed is the drivers seat and door. Then theirs the kitchen and corner booth with a table. Then a closet on each side, three cubbies in each for each person's 2 day change of cloths. The rest of our cloths are in compartments under the bus. Then theirs two bunks on each side the side with the kitchen is mine. I'm on top and Johnny is on bottom. On the other side is my giraffe on bottom so he can have his feet sticking out on the floor. Oh the bottom bunk is the floor with mattresses. They were supposed to be little rooms or something for the ones who own the bunks but are now beds. Matt is the one who has the top bunk and he cant have a curtain on his bunk because he mistakes it for blankets when he is sleeping and rips them off. I of coarse take advantage of that and admire his awesome body. Hey, If a guy that hot sleeps in his boxers why should a girl take a peak at his tattoos...riiight...tattoos are what I'm starring at. Oh and the back of the bus is our living room, with a nice big TV and Matt's precious Xbox. In the back are two bathrooms which I described earlier. I'm in the one for make up, my hairs naturally straight so I didn't need to do anything to it.
Johnny walks into the bathroom and hands me my favorite skinny jeans, and I think he knows that to because hes got the look of pride on his face. “Thanks J-man.” I say grabbing the pants and pecking him on the cheek. “I love your height.” I tell him happily turning back towards the mirror after putting the pants on the counter.
“You do?” Johnny asked confused, everyone always gave him shit about his height but I liked it. “Why?” He asked putting his head on my shoulder looking into my eyes in the mirror.
“Because your the perfect height, your the same height as me and its not hard to kiss you then.”
I replied simply turning towards him. “Your fun sized.” I say, “We both are, we came from the same package of twix!” I say cheerfully pushing him out the door and closing it.
“You say it as if we really kiss.” He said laying on the couch.
“Would you rather be french kissed?” I asked well slipping off my pants laughing.
Johnny smiled. “In general?” he asked. “FUCK YEAH!” He yelled. “But by you my dear twix bar I'd rather bite into you then use my tongue.”
I stepped out of the bathroom and jumped on top of Johnny. “Well then fucking bite me!”
He laughed, “Get off fat ass you're heavy!” He said contradicting himself by grabbing my sides to make sure I didn't fall. “So where exactly can I bite you?” He asked giving me a shit eating grin.
I laughed at him and got off of his stomach. I went to my bunk to find my purse as Matt walked in the bus to get us.
“LynnLee you don't need a fucking purse, with your looks I bet you'll never pay for a drink in your life.” He said wrapping his muscular arms around me in a big hug.
“Matty!!!” I yelled, “You're squishing me!!!” He let go and smiled at me. Matt always hugs people, he's just like that. Johnny's not a huger, same with Syn. Jimmy hugs me just because I'm so tiny and he thinks it's funny. Zack is my brother so his hugs are just sibling hugs, they only happen when either one of us are sad or really happy.
“Are you ants ready to get wasted?!” Jimmy yelled waltzing in. “Hello, kitten.” He said to me.
“Giraffe.” I replied coolly. “Wheres my brother?” Everyone looked around and shrugged and walked out the door. “He'll find us.” I said knowingly.