After two weeks of practicing and getting beat by Adam, Stefan stumbled into Adam and my house, waving a note around.
"Ohmigod, ohmigod!" He practically screeched like a little girl. I sat on the couch watching family feud and nearly had a heart attack when the door slammed open unexpectedly.
"What?" Adam yelled, completely in protective mode. A rare thing he does to show he actually kind of cared about me. His shirt was off and a towel was around his waist. Adam wasn't badly built, he just had a badly built personality. Something that I just couldn't get over.
"We won!" Stefan yelled, jumping up in down like a monkey.
Adam's eyes got really wide and he smiled, nearly all of his teeth showing.
I rolled my eyes and continued to watch Steve Harvey. It's not like I'm going to be playing, Adam will probably have Eric play. I was suddenly lifted up by both boys and danced around with.
Ugh, guys, put me down!" I exclaimed, wiggling away from them. I picked up the phone and dialed Mikeys number, telling him to come over, then I called Justin and Corey who roomed together.
Once they were all over, we were having a party, drinking, eating and everything else. I read the letter myself:

Sick Control-

Congratulations, you have won a chance to work with Avenged Sevenfold for your first label! We are very excited to meet you! Good Luck!

Underneath was a note from the actual band Avenged Sevenfold:

It's going to be an awesome time. Congrats.

On the envelope was the address we were to go to and plane tickets there. I sighed and laid my head on Mikey's shoulder whom I was sitting next to on the couch while the others got shitfaced.
"I feel that this all is going to end badly." I mumbled, we were to leave tomorrow afternoon and get there in the morning.
Huntington Beach, California. Great.


The next afternoon was hectic everyone was trying to get their bags packed and head to the airport on time. I placed my purse next my feet as I sat down in the airplane seat.
Stefan sat next to me and smiled, "You ready?" He asked, nudging me with his elbow.
I couldn't help but smile, "I guess, I do feel this will end badly." I sighed and wrung my hands.
It'll be just fine, I promise." Stefan said and went to recording everyone on the plane.
THe ride was slow but suddenly we were there, standing in front of the motel we were going to be staying at. It was large and beautiful, of course it was, we were in California. What's not beautiful in California?
And I was right, Eric is here, he'll be playing. "Come on guys, we have to meet them in 20 minutes, lets get to our rooms." Adam said, walking into the motel and grabbing mine and his room key.
"I want you to stay here." Adam said, placing mine and his bags on the bed and pulling out a tank top, changing into it.
"Why?!" I yelled, surprised, I knew eric would be playing but I didn't know I wasn't going to be apart of it at all.
"Because I said so. Go cover your face." He said noticing a bruise on my cheekbone, "I'll be back, don;t go anywhere." He walked out of the room and probably out to the limo's downstairs.
I sat on the bed and began to cry, pissed.


Matt's P.O.V.

IN about fifteen minutes we were going to meet the band from MIssouri. They were from a small town and they were really good. But that's not really why I wanted them. I wanted to meet the girl from the video. That awful video. So much sadness. Her name was Olivia. She was beautiful with long black hair and her big sad eyes. She had a boyfriend, I know but she didn;t look to happy with him.
A knock came suddenly to the door, they were early, good. Michael, our producer opened the door and welcomed them in. I watched them one by one walk in, first came the boyfriend who seemed to think he was the leader of the group, then came the camera man, he had a large grin on his face as he began to shake the guy's hands. A large man came in, the drummer, Corey. HE too was smiling along with the next that came in. But no Olivia. I furrowed my brows and counted again, still no Olivia.
"Where's the girl?" Zacky asked, voicing my question.
"She uh, didn't feel good, she'll be here tomorrow." Adam said, rubbing his hands together in a nervous gesture.
With the look that Stefan gave him I could tell he was lying. He told her that she couldn't go. That poor girl.
"Alright, well, let's begin!" Mike exclaimed, getting every one into position.

Olivia's P.O.V.

"Jesus fucking Christ." I growled, pacing the room w=for two and a half hours. my hands behind my back. "That fucking asshole thinks he can-"
THe door flew open and there stood a overjoyed Adam, he came towards me and grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the room and down to the lobby.
"Where are we going/?" I asked, yanking my hand away from his.
His smiled faltered a tad but he regained it, "Don;t start acting like a bitch, Ollie, you have some people to meet. "
I looked up to the bar in the lobby and saw Avenged Sevenfold sitting there with the band drinking shots.
I sighed, and followed Adam to them and put on a small fake smile. I wanted them to know Adam was a bad guy.
"Well, well well, isn't it the lovely Ollie Ollie Oxen Free?!" Mikey hiccuped, clearly too drunk. I tried to hide my smile so I would n't hurt his feelings, he was very sensitive when he was drunk. "Hey Mikey," I hugged his sweaty frame and grimaced when I pulled away.
"Why didn't you come today?" Corey asked, who wasn't as drunk as MIkey but still pretty wasted.
I glanced at Adam who glared at me, "I, uh, heh wasn't feeling to good." I saw the large man, Matthew Sander glare at Adam who still glared at me.
Oh jesus.

Notes

Ollie's Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=156273790