"So it went good, all in all? Did they come on to you?"

"JOSH!!" I practically screeched at him. Even if they had, I wasn’t telling him. I cleared my throat and looked around at the tons of people around me.

"I’m just saying… I wouldn’t blame them." I felt myself blushing as I turned around to look at the line of people still waiting to get in.

"It went great. They even got me a pass so I could get some backstage photos."

"So they did come on to you!" He was laughing before he could get the whole sentence out. I waited for him finish, I loved his laugh. It was warm and soothing, completely inviting.

"Alright, Massey, get yourself in position. Set starts soon according to my paper."

"Alright, Josh."

"Carsea…" He almost sounded sad.

"I know, Josh. I know." I cut him off, he always gave me the same good bye. Sometimes the boy was to predictable for his own good.

"Be safe." He was always worried about me coming go these things alone. I think there was also a big part of him that was afraid I wouldn’t come back. God only knows why.

I trucked over to the stage, and flashed the badge on my lanyard to the bouncer. He opened the gate and let me in. As I passed him I reached into my bag and pulled my camera out . I took off the lens cap, put it in my pocket, and my camera around my neck.

I faced the crowd and took a few shot of them. I figured I would get more as they filled in. It was still rather empty. Especially when I knew how many people were outside in line. Stage hands were all over the place. I saw no more opportunities for photos from here. So I made my way back stage. As I came up the stairs behind the stage I ran smack into someone.

“I’m so sorry!” I yelled out over all the noise. My eyes met those of my road kill. It was Zacky, he smiled at me and grabbed a guitar from a guy standing inches from us who promptly walked off after the exchange.

“Perfectly fine, sweetheart.” He beamed at me. “Come for photos or is it about to rain?”

“Rain?” I hadn’t heard anything about a pending storm. Josh would have warned me, how odd. “I just figured I would snag a few pictures of you guys before you go on.” He took a few steps back from me and held his guitar upside down and by the neck. He lifted it up and held it back, like a baseball bat. He was pretending to hit me with it. I giggled at him and lifted the camera. He added a fake angry face and even growled at me a little. So I snapped the photo.

“Perfect, mister.” He pulled it down and smiled at me.

“Just make sure the world knows I was joking.” He laughed. “We don’t need a lawsuit.” At that moment The Rev walked up, and put an arm around Zacky’s shoulders.

“Lawsuit! What did you do now!?” Before he could answer I did it for him.

“He just beat me with his guitar!” I tried to keep a serious face, but alas I had no poker face to speak of, and began giggling. The rest of the guys walked up just as I said it, so that surely didn’t help.

“Not again.” Synyster teased as he came up next to me and put an arm around my waist. I looked up at him and he watched my expression. Which apparently was hilarious, because as I looked up at him all of them went into a laughter. Once they all calmed down Syn put his arm around my shoulder.

“So… ” he leaned his face close to mine. “Want to get a few group shots before we start our ritual.”

“Only if I can get photos of the virgin sacrifice.” I couldn’t pass it up. They all laughed and I did as well.

“Of course you can.” Jimmy replied.

The guys were more than accommodating letting me take photos of them. I did a couple of the guys together, and the a few of just one or two of them. They also had a stagehand come over and take a photo of me with all of them, and an individual photos of me with each of them.

The photo with Matt was kind of awkward though, it was as if he didn't know where to put his arms. With all the other guys they immediately put one arm around my shoulder and I put an arm around their waist. But with him it was like he was almost afraid to touch me.

Afterwards I made my way from backstage and back up front. Granted I wanted more than just a good view for the photographs, I also really want to do enjoy the show. That night I got some of the best photos I have ever done. Also enjoyed my favorite band on what had to be the best concert I've ever been to. Seeing how I do concerts for a living that was saying something.

Notes

Carsea's Outfit
& Make up

Here's another chapter. I have about a third or so of the next chapter typed up. I probably won't get that up until later tonight, tomorrow at the latest.

I've got a little more figured out, with where I'm heading with this. I'm pretty excited with it.

(As always let me know if you catch a wording problem or misspelling.)

Lemme know what you think.