“Come on Carter! If we don't leave now, we'll be late!” Alice called from the doorway, almost throwing a temper tantrum.
“Alice, calm down, please. The doors open at 4:30, show doesn't even start until 5:45, and it's two o'clock. We'll be fine,” I talked to her from the kitchen where I had just finished washing the dishes. “Just let me grab my smokes. Go wait in the car,” I tossed her the keys as she walked away from me. God that girl could get grumpy.
I shook my head and grabbed my cigarettes from the counter, along with my sunglasses and a few lighters. I locked up the house and turned out all the lights, and made my way to my black 2006 Mustang.
“Let's go! Come on, get in the car!” I heard her small voice from the doorway. She was fiddling with the stereo system and her iPhone, probably playing music from the bands we were seeing tonight.
It was my third concert, ever, and Alice had managed to get backstage passes to this frivolous event. I got into the car, greeted by some serious guitar riffs.
“So who is it we're going to see, Ali?” I asked her, backing out from the drive way at 2:07. It was about an hour and a half drive to our venue in San Francisco, so I guess Alice had some good timing.
“Well, there's four bands going; Lola Black, Pop Evil, Korn and Avenged Sevenfold. They're all really good and I am so happy that you came with me tonight,” she smiled from her seat as she listed the bands. She touched on a new song by the last band she mentioned and I nodded my head to the music.
Of the bands she had listed, I had heard of none of them. I was raised in a very conservative household; dresses and skirts no shorter than below the knee, no cleavage, no make up, no hair dye, no rock music, nothing that Alice had grown up with. We've been friends for a long time, and when we were younger, I would go over to her house to borrow some of her clothes whenever we were 'studying'. We were actually going out with a lot of our friends to some serious block parties.
I never got caught, but there were some really close calls. Thankfully, Alice knows a lot of people, and we were always able to get out of any sticky situation.

X~Time Jump~X

We stood in line at the venue, along with tons of other people. We were relatively close to the front, and the line was starting to wrap around the stadium; so we really had made some good time. The line was slowly inching forward as people emptied their bags for the ticket-takers and made their way inside.
As we finally passed the gates, we passed a few booths with some drinks. “Hey, can we get some drinks?” I asked Alice, motioning towards one of the small booths.
“Yeah sure. This one's on me, babe,” she grinned and went off to get our drinks. I stood by one of the entrances to the seats, waiting. I did a lot of people watching, and thanked Alice for setting me up with some good clothes for an event like this. I usually stuck out like a sore thumb with my reserved wardrobe, and it was nice to get into some new clothes. And the college life doesn't really leave room for luxuries, except for this one time of course. Alice knows a lot of people, so she scored us some serious tickets for a seriously low price.
Once she returned with our drinks, we asked one of the ushers to lead us backstage. We arrived and it was like a busy city back here. There were people with racks of guitars, and boxes of drum kits, and set pieces and banners and anything else you can think of for a concert. They were currently setting up for Lola Black, who would be playing in about an hour. There were about fifteen other backstage pass people with us, who were admiring the handiwork. This is where I wanted to be. I was practically seething under the skin to go look at the lights and soundboard. I could seriously get used to being back here.
Alice squeaked beside me and put her face in my shoulder. “That's Johnathan Davis!” she whispered loudly to me.
“Who?” Seriously Alice, am I supposed to know who that is?
“The lead singer of Korn! Right there, with the long dreads,” she jerked her head towards him, looking at me now.
I followed her head jerk and saw him. He was smiling and talking to one of the guys holding onto what looked to be a wrapped up mic stand. He pointed off towards a couple of boxes and light panels, telling him to put it with the rest of the band's things. “Dude, that's really cool. We're in spitting distance of a lot of famous people!” I nudged her, grinning.
“I know! That's exactly what I was saying!” she nodded quickly and nodded.

Lola Black had just finished their performance and all walked off stage to greet us. They shook our hands and asked us our names; usual small talk with strangers. But I must say, it was incredible shaking hands with a performer. The techies were running around, now getting set up for Pop Evil, and it was really interesting to watch them do their work. The night dragged on, and Pop Evil, and then Korn played. I recognized songs that Alice had played in the car, and I jammed out with the people around me.
After Korn got off of the stage, we had almost an hour to wait while the stage was set for Avenged Sevenfold. I talked with some of the band members, again, just simple conversations which were still really fun. I looked to my left and my heart practically leaped from my mouth. A group of men in their twenties were sauntering over towards the stage. They were all littered with tattoos and varied from lanky and tall, to built like a tank.
Alice came up beside me, nudging with her elbow into my side and wiggling her eyebrows. “That's Avenged. They sure are hot stuff, hm?” she giggled and I nodded my agreement. She motioned towards Tank guy, who wasn't holding anything. “That's Matt. He's the lead singer. He'll take you panties off with just his voice,” she sighed, her eyes glazing over and her bottom lip beneath her teeth.
He had to have heard her, because Matt turned and looked right at us. I smacked her arm and gave her a wide-eyed stare. “He heard you, dillweed!” I whispered loudly at her before turning and smiling cautiously at him. He chuckled and turned towards one of the guitarists, and I could tell by his body language that they were talking about us.
I turned around, bring Alice with me. “You are so dumb, ohmygod, I cannot believe you said that right in front of him! Now he's telling his little friend over there about us!”
She looked over my shoulder at the two boys and she squeaked again. “Well his 'little' friend is coming right this way,” she whispered and I turned around, facing the oncoming hottie.
He smiled at me and my knees went weak under his gaze. “Hi there. I'm Brian. But you can call my Synyster,” he held his hand out for me to shake and boy did I shake.
I smiled widely and took his hand, giving a small shake. “Hi there...Synyster,” I shivered. “I'm Carter.” And you can call me whatever you want.
He didn't let me pull my hand away and instead brought it to his mouth, where he kissed the inside of my palm, keeping his eyes locked on mine. “Pleasure.” Oh fuck.
Alice scooted into my side and held out her hand. “And I'm Alice. But please, call me Ali,” she gave her natural breath taking smile as he took her hand and kissed her knuckles.
“Syn! Come on man, you can talk with the pretty ladies after the show!” Matt called over to him, grinning. Oh good lord what those dimples could do to a girl.
Brian left with a sly smirk, swinging his guitar back to his front. They all went onto the stage except for Matt, who double checked with a sound guy about his wireless mic. The sound guy gave him an all clear and a girly scream split the air. The crowd roared in anticipation, and we cheered with them. The riffs started and I felt the bass in my chest.
“Caught up in this madness, too blind to see.
Woke animal feelings in me.
Took over my sense and I lost control,
I'll taste your blood tonight!
Ooooo, you know I make you wanna scream!”

Matt's voice echoed over the speakers, accompanied perfectly by the rest of the band. They played about 10 more songs, each gaining more and more cheers from the crowd. After an encore, the boys all came back and highfived everyone backstage. Brian locked eyes with me for a split second before making his way with the rest of his band, handing off his guitar to one of the tech crew.
We were all ushered to the back for the after party. All of the bands were there, and slowly but surely, all of the tech crew joined in one at a time. I let Alice get more drinks for herself, as I had to drive us home. I could still feel a small buzz in the back of my head from my previous two beers. Everyone joined in on dancing, body to body, sweat mixing with sweat. Alice had wandered off somewhere in the crowd, and I decided she would be okay. I could find her. I let myself loose to the music, bumping with people all around me. I felt a pair of hard hands on my waist, gently caressing the skin above my pants. I stiffened, but soon relaxed enough to lean into my stranger. I felt his body lean down next to my neck.
“I saw you moving like that and I couldn't help but not get my hands on you,” a husky voice mumbled on my skin and I smiled, letting my hand drift back into his hair, and my hips back onto his groin. I felt him move closer to me, moving myself with his own body, and I stayed there for the rest of the song before turning to meet my admirer.
My breath hitched in my throat as I stared up into a set of deep brown eyes and a smile that could kill. “Oh, fuck.” Did I just say that outloud?
“Well Princess, if you insist,” he grinned, leaning down to my neck and planting small kisses along my collarbones and shoulders.
“No, no. Please don't,” I stated firmly, placing my hands on his chest and pushing. “I can't do that. I can't be a one night stand with you, no matter how good looking you are.”
He chuckled and shook his head. “Come on, baby. Just let me show you how Synyster works,” he smiled down at me, hooking his finger in my beltloop.
“No, I can't. I need to find my friend,” I motioned to leave, and he pulled me back to him, my waist on his lower abdomen.
“Can I at least get your number?” he pleaded with his eyes, and I couldn't help but give in. I mean, he probably wouldn't call anyway, right?
“Fine,” I sighed and tugged the sharpie from my back pocket, and scribbled my number on the inside of his forearm.
“Thanks,” he grinned and blew on the ink on his arm. “I'll call, swear on my hands.” He wiggled his fingers by my face and I smiled at him before leaving to find Alice. It was time to leave.
A hand grabbed me behind my elbow, and I figured it was Brian again, and turned to face him with a stern look, only to find Alice standing there instead. “Hey, let's get out of here. I'm buttfuck tired,” she stated, and pulled me to the door.

I looked around the room for Brian, and his eyes met mine one last time before being cut off by the wall of the building. Fuck.

Notes

Hi there! This is my first story ever on this site, and it would be greatly appreciated if you guys could leave some comments/critiques! Thank you so much! I hope to upload a chapter a day for this story, and I have plenty more in mind! <3