“Rebecca can you grab me that cord for the amp please?”
“Yeah, dad. Of course.”

I give my dad a smile before walking across the room to grab the cord. I bring it to him and he smiles.

“Thank you, dear.”

He kisses my forehead before running out of the room. I laugh a little and sit down on one of the couches in the dressing room. I turn on my iPod and pop my headphones in, turning on some Avenged Sevenfold to do some vocal warm ups. I know Avenged Sevenfold is a weird choice for a female to do vocal warm ups, but I find it helpful. It's easy to harmonize. After a few minutes my friend Toby, one of my fellow band mates, comes in the room.

“Becca! Did your dad tell you who we're going to be touring with next week for like six months?!”
“Uhm. No...”
“DUDE. You're gonna be psyched!”

He just runs out of the room and leaves me completely dumbfounded. I don't even KNOW what that was about. My band and I are touring around the country with my father's band Metallica. It's a very well known band loved by millions of people. My father was actually really awesome and let my band open up for them for every show on the tour. So far we've been getting a lot of positive feedback. See my band is a metal band and I do some screaming. It's half screaming half singing. Avenged Sevenfold is definitely one of the bands that inspired me to start this band and of course so was my father's band. My band mates are definitely all very talented. Toby, my friend that just came in, plays bass like really kick ass. My friend Mike plays drums epically, my friend Joey is a mean lead guitarist, and my friend Frank creates some amazing rhythms. I get up from the couch and go to see what my band members are up to. Toby's talking to Rob in one corner, Mike's chatting with Lars about the upcoming tour, Frank is chatting with my dad all starstruck. I don't understand why because we've been friends for over a year. He's new to the band because the last rhythm guitarist was my ex boyfriend, but something happened so I had to kick him out of the band. My father never liked him of course. All father's are like that though. I'm watching Frank and my dad when Joey comes over to me.

“Hey. You ready for the concert?”
“Yep! I was doing some vocal warm ups a little while ago. How much longer til we're on?”
“The guys are almost done setting up all the equipment and then we're on. So probably about ten minutes.”
“Awesome,” I smile. “I can't wait. What's this I hear about a new tour next week?”
“Huh? Oh I don't know? Where'd you hear that?”
“Toby. Asked me if my dad told me who we're touring with next week for about six months.”
“Oh. I have noooo idea what he is even talking about. He's probably out of his mind. You know how he gets.”
“That's true,” I laugh. “But hey. I'm gonna go get something to drink. Do you want anything?”
“Yeah a Bud Light would be sick.”

I roll my eyes.

“I hate that you've finally turned 21.”
“Oh shut up,” he laughs. “You were the same way when you turned 21.”
“Yeah, but I'm 24 now. I'm not like that anymore.”
“You were still like it so you can't talk.”
“Whatever.”

I laugh and playfully punch his arm before walking off to get a drink. There's a mini fridge in the dressing room that has a bunch of drinks. I grab a water for myself and a Bud Light for Joey. I go back to Joey and hand him his beer.

“Thanks!”
“Oh you're very welcome.”

I smile and take a sip of water before sitting down and picking up my dad's guitar. I start playing Nothing Else Matters and singing along to it. My dad stops talking and looks over at me with a smile. I smile back and he comes over to join me. Lars comes over with his drumsticks and drums on the table, Rob comes over with his bass and starts playing along, and Kirk comes over with his guitar and starts playing too. My band members stand there and listen to us jam out. My dad and I sing in perfect harmony and everyone listens in awe. When we finish my dad hugs me to him.

“That was beautiful honey.”
“I get my talent from you,” I smile.
“Yes you do,” he chuckles.
“Hey dad. Think I can perform that with you guys one day?”
“Of course! Next tour, I promise.”
“Okay.”

He smiles and kisses my head.

“You should get out there now. I think they're ready for you.”
“Okay. Hey think we can play one of your songs for everyone?”
“Sure. As long as it's not one we're playing.”
“Okay. Thanks dad!”

I give him a hug before going out to the stage with the rest of my band mates. The lights are off so no one sees us getting ready. I turn to them and smile.

“Okay guys we're gonna play For Whom the Bell Tolls. Do you guys know it?”
“Yep! I'm good.”
“Same,” the others say.
“Alright good. We'll finish with that one.”
“Sounds good.”

I give them a smile then they start playing the music for our first song. The crowd starts cheering and the lights go up. I grab the mic and start to do my scream. Everyone goes wild and I grin, beginning to sing.

The music ends and everyone starts screaming. I smile and set the mic back on it's stand to address the crowd.

“How are you all doing tonight?”

Everyone cheers and I smile.

“I'm glad you're all having fun. Don't worry though because we'll be off the stage soon and the best act will be on right after. Metallica!”

People scream and I smile.

“I know, I know. Metallica is like the best band ever. And I'm not saying that because my dad is James Hetfield.”

Some people laugh and I just smile.

“Alright well we're gonna sing a few more of our songs and then we have a surprise song for the finale.”

I give the guys a smile and they start playing the music to our next song. Some people in the crowd start singing along and I just smile. People actually know some of our songs. We finish with our songs then play For Whom the Bell Tolls before thanking everyone and heading off stage. My dad comes over to me and smiles.

“That was wonderful! You guys will definitely be well known pretty soon. I'm sure you'll get a record deal some day.”
“Thanks dad. Good luck out there.”
“Thanks.”

I give him a tight hug before releasing him and giving him a smile.

“I love you dad.”
“I love you too, Becca.”

He smiles before heading out to the stage. You can hear screams and then he starts talking to them. I decide to head to the dressing room to change out of my stage clothes. The guys just pack up their stuff and put it on our tour bus. We have our own tour bus separate from my dad's which is really cool. He ended up buying us our own tour bus once we started touring with him. He's just a really awesome dad. After I change I decide to head to the tour bus to go to sleep. It's not late, but I'm just really tired after performing. Plus I'm gonna need the sleep for this next tour we're gonna be going on. I just get in my room on the bus and go right to sleep.

Notes

Heyyyyy. So I got bored and decided to publish this story that I've been writing on Wattpad. Lol. If you didn't read my summary for this, then I'll fill you in. Each chapter is pre-written and most of them are shorter than the others. They're most likely going to stay that way. XD Some short and some long. It depends what I write for each part. Haha. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this story and I hope whoever celebrates Thanksgiving has a great day tomorrow. :)