Sliver Of A Dream
Performance at Guitar Center & meeting Avenged Sevenfold
-Pheonix's P.O.V-
“Whoa! That sounded fucking amazing!” Deanna screamed as she twirled her drum sticks in the air.
“I agree. I think we’re definitely ready for our performance tomorrow,” Carson grinned.
I lifted off my bass off my shoulders and placed it on the stand closest to where I was sitting. “Yeah, that extra practice Simone and I did last night paid off,” I murmured before taking a swig of my beer.
Simone nodded. “Sure did hon.”
“Alright girls, you guys sounded amazing. Now, it’s almost 10. Go home and get some sleep. We have to be at the venue by 11 tomorrow.” Auden spoke, hopping up from her place on the couch.
We all nodded and said our goodbyes before the girls left my house. I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge, finding nothing but left over Chinese from last night. “Oh well,” I murmured. “I guess this is dinner tonight.”
I collapsed on the couch in my lounge and flicked the TV, channel surfing. I stopped on ‘Heavy Metal Mayhem’ and noticed that there was an interview about Avenged Sevenfold’s new album ‘Nightmare’. They were discussing the tracks and the new tour…I always found Avenged Sevenfold interesting. I guess you could call me a fan but I don’t know. I mean, I do have a couple band tees of theirs amongst other stuff but I wouldn’t say I was all that into them. But I’ll tell you one thing…Matt Sanders was one hot piece of ass.
***
I awoke the next morning to find that I had passed out on the sofa…again. It wasn’t the first time. Hell, I don’t even know why I have a fucking bed. I barely sleep on the thing. I noticed the time on the clock and silently cursed. I was going to be late for our performance. I jumped up from the sofa and raced upstairs to my bedroom, where I stripped off my clothes from last night and hopped into the shower.
***
Fifteen minutes later, I was dressed and ready. I raced out of my house, locking the door behind me, and climbed into my trusty 2009 Dodge Challenger SRT8 Convertible. I backed out of my drive way and zoomed off in the direction of the venue that Guitar Centre had rented out for the concert.
Soon I arrived and pulled into the car park next to Auden’s car and hopped out. I noticed the girls leaning against the wall talking. I locked my car and raced over to them, apologizing for being late. They forgave me and we walked inside, ready to play. We were nervous as fuck. I mean we only played in my garage, since it was the biggest space out of all our houses/apartments, and this was our first performance in front of an actual crowd that didn’t consist of our families and friends.
“Hey girls,” Denise, the owner of Guitar Centre, said with a grin when she caught sight of us.
“Hey Denise,” Auden replied.
“Are you guys ready for your performance?” Denise asked.
We all nodded.
Denise laughed, noticing that we were full of nerves. “Girls, don’t sweat it. You’ll do amazing. I’ve heard you play before and it was great. If you’re worried about the crowd, don’t be. Just pretend you’re back in the garage practicing. That always works.”
We smiled at her and nodded. “Thanks Denise.” Deanna muttered, hugging her.
Denise laughed again and hugged her back. “No worries. Now get your asses to the dressing room for some last minute touch ups. You’ve got 30 minutes before you go on.”
***
Thirty minutes later, we were standing on the side of the stage waiting for our turn to perform. I was watching some band called ‘Truffle Ginger’ when I felt someone nudge me. I cocked my head to the right to find Carson standing there beside me. “Hey, you feeling okay?” She asked in a soft tone.
I nodded. “Yeah, a little nervous though.”
She smiled and hugged me tightly. “Don’t worry Nix, trust me, there’s no way we can be as bad as Truffle Ginger. I mean, what kind of fucking name is Truffle Ginger? They probably were pissed out of their minds when they came up with that.”
I laughed at that comment. Carson was the type of girl that, no matter how you were feeling, she’d always cheer you up.
“Okay girls, you’re up,” Auden said with a smile as she handed Carson her microphone.
We grabbed our instruments and lined up in a single file line, waiting for our que to walk out on stage.
“Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage The Hand of War!” yelled the MC.
Simone walked out on stage, I followed with Deanna and Carson following closely behind.
Carson looked at me and the girls and nodded. We started the intro to the first song of our set.
***
Soon it was time for the last song of our set.
“The end is the end. Don’t bless me father for I have sinned,” Carson whispered in the microphone before Simone and Deanna started playing the intro. I joined in a few seconds later and we began to rock out.
“Father did you miss me,
I've been locked up a while.
I got caught for what I did but took it all in style.
Laid to rest all my confessions I gave way back when.
Now I'm versed in so much worse,
So I am back again.
And he said
For the lines that I take, I'm going to hell!
For the love that I make, I'm going to hell!
Gettin' heavy with the devil, you can hear the wedding bells.
Father did you miss me,
Don't ask me where I've been.
You know I know,
Yes, I've been told I redefine a sin.
I don't know what's driving me to put this in my head.
Maybe I wish I could die, maybe I am dead!
And he said
For the lives that I fake, I'm going to hell!
For the vows that I break, I'm going to hell!
For the ways that I hurt, when I'm hiking up my skirt.
I am sitting on a throne while they're buried in the dirt.
For the man that I hate, I'm going to hell!
Gettin' heavy with the devil, you can hear the wedding bells.
Please forgive me father,
I didn't mean to bother you.
The devil's in me father.
He's inside of everything I do.
For the life that I take, I'm going to hell!
For the laws that I break, I'm going to hell!
For the love that I hate, I'm going to hell!
For the lies that I make, I'm going to hell!
For the way I condescend and never lend a hand.
My arrogance is making this head buried in the sand.
For the souls I forsake, I'm going to hell!
Gettin' married to the devil, you can hear the wedding bells.”
The crowd cheered loudly once the music faded out.
“THANK YOU HUNTINGTON BEACH!” Carson screamed.
We gripped each other’s hands and took a bow like the bands previously and walked off stage.
“WOW, YOU GUYS FUCKING ROCKED!” Auden said with a grin, joining us.
“Sure did sissy!” Deanna laughed.
We talked amongst ourselves when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I spun around and my jaw dropped.
No fucking way was this real!
***
-Matt’s P.O.V-
“Matt, this is your fault. You said that our interview was today and that it was here at the venue.” Brian huffed, as he and the guys walked along the long narrowing hallway.
I groaned and rolled my eyes. “I’m sorry okay. It was an honest mistake. It won’t happen again.”
“Hey guys, do you hear that?” Jimmy asked.
“What?”
“There must be a concert happening. I hear people squealing and I know that it’s not for us. No one knows we’re here except management. So it’s gonna be for someone else. We should check it out!” He said jumping up and down on the spot like a kid wanting ice cream.
I let out a sigh and laughed. “Okay, sure. Let’s go check it out.”
Jimmy grinned and skipped off down the hallway, following the music. We chased after him and soon found ourselves on the side of the stage watching four girls that were breath-taking, rocking out on stage. I was instantly attracted to girl playing the bass. She was hot and she definitely rocked the tattoo sleeves look. Not many girls did.
“Wow, she’s beautiful.” Jimmy muttered, referring to the girl on the drums.
“I know what you mean,” Brian breathed. “She plays guitar like a goddess.”
Zacky peeked over Jimmy’s shoulder and caught sight of the vocalist. “She has the voice of an Angel.”
“THANK YOU HUNTINGTON BEACH!” The vocalist screamed.
The girls gripped each other’s hands and took a bow before walking off stage towards us.
I freaked and spun around facing the boys. Brian and Jimmy were still gawking at the drummer and guitarist of the band. The girls were in a circle talking when another girl joined them. “I think I’m in love,” Johnny whispered beside me.
I let out a laugh and walked over to the girls with the boys in tow. I tapped the girl with the tattoo sleeves on the shoulder and she spun around, her jaw dropping as soon as she caught sight of us.
-Phoenix’s P.O.V-
“H-hi,” The guys muttered, giving an awkward wave.
The girls and I giggled nervously and waved back.
“You girls rock,” Brian said with a smirk, before turning his attention to Simone. “We should jam sometime.”
She hid her face and blushed.
“Hi, I’m Jimmy. That idiot is Brian, that’s Zacky, that’s Matt and this short shit here is Johnny.”
Carson grinned. “We know who you are. I’m Carson, this is Simone, Deanna, Auden and that’s Phoenix.”
“What beautiful names for such beautiful girls,” Zacky said with a smile. “What’s your band’s name?”
“The Hand of War,” I replied with a small smile.
Matt turned his head to the guys and stared at them with a smirk. They sent him a smirk back and nodded. He turned back to us and smiled.
“How would you girls like to be the opening act on our new ‘Nightmare’ tour?”
“Whoa! That sounded fucking amazing!” Deanna screamed as she twirled her drum sticks in the air.
“I agree. I think we’re definitely ready for our performance tomorrow,” Carson grinned.
I lifted off my bass off my shoulders and placed it on the stand closest to where I was sitting. “Yeah, that extra practice Simone and I did last night paid off,” I murmured before taking a swig of my beer.
Simone nodded. “Sure did hon.”
“Alright girls, you guys sounded amazing. Now, it’s almost 10. Go home and get some sleep. We have to be at the venue by 11 tomorrow.” Auden spoke, hopping up from her place on the couch.
We all nodded and said our goodbyes before the girls left my house. I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge, finding nothing but left over Chinese from last night. “Oh well,” I murmured. “I guess this is dinner tonight.”
I collapsed on the couch in my lounge and flicked the TV, channel surfing. I stopped on ‘Heavy Metal Mayhem’ and noticed that there was an interview about Avenged Sevenfold’s new album ‘Nightmare’. They were discussing the tracks and the new tour…I always found Avenged Sevenfold interesting. I guess you could call me a fan but I don’t know. I mean, I do have a couple band tees of theirs amongst other stuff but I wouldn’t say I was all that into them. But I’ll tell you one thing…Matt Sanders was one hot piece of ass.
***
I awoke the next morning to find that I had passed out on the sofa…again. It wasn’t the first time. Hell, I don’t even know why I have a fucking bed. I barely sleep on the thing. I noticed the time on the clock and silently cursed. I was going to be late for our performance. I jumped up from the sofa and raced upstairs to my bedroom, where I stripped off my clothes from last night and hopped into the shower.
***
Fifteen minutes later, I was dressed and ready. I raced out of my house, locking the door behind me, and climbed into my trusty 2009 Dodge Challenger SRT8 Convertible. I backed out of my drive way and zoomed off in the direction of the venue that Guitar Centre had rented out for the concert.
Soon I arrived and pulled into the car park next to Auden’s car and hopped out. I noticed the girls leaning against the wall talking. I locked my car and raced over to them, apologizing for being late. They forgave me and we walked inside, ready to play. We were nervous as fuck. I mean we only played in my garage, since it was the biggest space out of all our houses/apartments, and this was our first performance in front of an actual crowd that didn’t consist of our families and friends.
“Hey girls,” Denise, the owner of Guitar Centre, said with a grin when she caught sight of us.
“Hey Denise,” Auden replied.
“Are you guys ready for your performance?” Denise asked.
We all nodded.
Denise laughed, noticing that we were full of nerves. “Girls, don’t sweat it. You’ll do amazing. I’ve heard you play before and it was great. If you’re worried about the crowd, don’t be. Just pretend you’re back in the garage practicing. That always works.”
We smiled at her and nodded. “Thanks Denise.” Deanna muttered, hugging her.
Denise laughed again and hugged her back. “No worries. Now get your asses to the dressing room for some last minute touch ups. You’ve got 30 minutes before you go on.”
***
Thirty minutes later, we were standing on the side of the stage waiting for our turn to perform. I was watching some band called ‘Truffle Ginger’ when I felt someone nudge me. I cocked my head to the right to find Carson standing there beside me. “Hey, you feeling okay?” She asked in a soft tone.
I nodded. “Yeah, a little nervous though.”
She smiled and hugged me tightly. “Don’t worry Nix, trust me, there’s no way we can be as bad as Truffle Ginger. I mean, what kind of fucking name is Truffle Ginger? They probably were pissed out of their minds when they came up with that.”
I laughed at that comment. Carson was the type of girl that, no matter how you were feeling, she’d always cheer you up.
“Okay girls, you’re up,” Auden said with a smile as she handed Carson her microphone.
We grabbed our instruments and lined up in a single file line, waiting for our que to walk out on stage.
“Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage The Hand of War!” yelled the MC.
Simone walked out on stage, I followed with Deanna and Carson following closely behind.
Carson looked at me and the girls and nodded. We started the intro to the first song of our set.
***
Soon it was time for the last song of our set.
“The end is the end. Don’t bless me father for I have sinned,” Carson whispered in the microphone before Simone and Deanna started playing the intro. I joined in a few seconds later and we began to rock out.
“Father did you miss me,
I've been locked up a while.
I got caught for what I did but took it all in style.
Laid to rest all my confessions I gave way back when.
Now I'm versed in so much worse,
So I am back again.
And he said
For the lines that I take, I'm going to hell!
For the love that I make, I'm going to hell!
Gettin' heavy with the devil, you can hear the wedding bells.
Father did you miss me,
Don't ask me where I've been.
You know I know,
Yes, I've been told I redefine a sin.
I don't know what's driving me to put this in my head.
Maybe I wish I could die, maybe I am dead!
And he said
For the lives that I fake, I'm going to hell!
For the vows that I break, I'm going to hell!
For the ways that I hurt, when I'm hiking up my skirt.
I am sitting on a throne while they're buried in the dirt.
For the man that I hate, I'm going to hell!
Gettin' heavy with the devil, you can hear the wedding bells.
Please forgive me father,
I didn't mean to bother you.
The devil's in me father.
He's inside of everything I do.
For the life that I take, I'm going to hell!
For the laws that I break, I'm going to hell!
For the love that I hate, I'm going to hell!
For the lies that I make, I'm going to hell!
For the way I condescend and never lend a hand.
My arrogance is making this head buried in the sand.
For the souls I forsake, I'm going to hell!
Gettin' married to the devil, you can hear the wedding bells.”
The crowd cheered loudly once the music faded out.
“THANK YOU HUNTINGTON BEACH!” Carson screamed.
We gripped each other’s hands and took a bow like the bands previously and walked off stage.
“WOW, YOU GUYS FUCKING ROCKED!” Auden said with a grin, joining us.
“Sure did sissy!” Deanna laughed.
We talked amongst ourselves when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I spun around and my jaw dropped.
No fucking way was this real!
***
-Matt’s P.O.V-
“Matt, this is your fault. You said that our interview was today and that it was here at the venue.” Brian huffed, as he and the guys walked along the long narrowing hallway.
I groaned and rolled my eyes. “I’m sorry okay. It was an honest mistake. It won’t happen again.”
“Hey guys, do you hear that?” Jimmy asked.
“What?”
“There must be a concert happening. I hear people squealing and I know that it’s not for us. No one knows we’re here except management. So it’s gonna be for someone else. We should check it out!” He said jumping up and down on the spot like a kid wanting ice cream.
I let out a sigh and laughed. “Okay, sure. Let’s go check it out.”
Jimmy grinned and skipped off down the hallway, following the music. We chased after him and soon found ourselves on the side of the stage watching four girls that were breath-taking, rocking out on stage. I was instantly attracted to girl playing the bass. She was hot and she definitely rocked the tattoo sleeves look. Not many girls did.
“Wow, she’s beautiful.” Jimmy muttered, referring to the girl on the drums.
“I know what you mean,” Brian breathed. “She plays guitar like a goddess.”
Zacky peeked over Jimmy’s shoulder and caught sight of the vocalist. “She has the voice of an Angel.”
“THANK YOU HUNTINGTON BEACH!” The vocalist screamed.
The girls gripped each other’s hands and took a bow before walking off stage towards us.
I freaked and spun around facing the boys. Brian and Jimmy were still gawking at the drummer and guitarist of the band. The girls were in a circle talking when another girl joined them. “I think I’m in love,” Johnny whispered beside me.
I let out a laugh and walked over to the girls with the boys in tow. I tapped the girl with the tattoo sleeves on the shoulder and she spun around, her jaw dropping as soon as she caught sight of us.
-Phoenix’s P.O.V-
“H-hi,” The guys muttered, giving an awkward wave.
The girls and I giggled nervously and waved back.
“You girls rock,” Brian said with a smirk, before turning his attention to Simone. “We should jam sometime.”
She hid her face and blushed.
“Hi, I’m Jimmy. That idiot is Brian, that’s Zacky, that’s Matt and this short shit here is Johnny.”
Carson grinned. “We know who you are. I’m Carson, this is Simone, Deanna, Auden and that’s Phoenix.”
“What beautiful names for such beautiful girls,” Zacky said with a smile. “What’s your band’s name?”
“The Hand of War,” I replied with a small smile.
Matt turned his head to the guys and stared at them with a smirk. They sent him a smirk back and nodded. He turned back to us and smiled.
“How would you girls like to be the opening act on our new ‘Nightmare’ tour?”
Notes
Song: Going To Hell by The Pretty Reckless
So this is the first chapter of my co write with 4 fellow writers. I would've had this up earlier but I've been busy with my college stuff and I've been under the weather for the last few days so that hasn't helped.
I hoped you enjoyed the first chapter. I feel I could've done it better but because I've been under the weather, my writing hasn't been my best. Comments would be absolutely awesome.
See you all in another 4 chapters ;)
~AvengedfoREVer6661
awesome..loving this...
12/15/13