NANCY

Okay, now what do we have here? Small sized tees, ten dollars each and check. Medium sized tees, twenty dollars each and check. Large sized tees, thirty- no, thirty five dollars and check.

Wait, where were the extra large t-shirts? I quickly counted the t-shirt boxes again, only to find one box missing. "Damn it, somebody call that guy back!" I called out loudly referring to the delivery guy before slamming my clipboard on the table. We had asked for four different sizes of t-shirts and those knuckleheads sent us only three?

Well, what about the big, chubby, and plump Avenged fans? When they come running to me asking for tees, what was I gonna do? Just shoo them away?!

"Yo, Nancy. All okay?" Jason asked, entering the room while fixing his headset. "Can you get that lanky guy back in here? I don't think he did his work properly." I said, putting my hands on my hips. "Wait, Rev was here? When?" Jason asked and I looked at him in confusion. "When did I say anything about him?" I asked, getting self conscious for a couple of seconds.

"You just said to get the lanky guy back in here. Who else is lanky 'round here? And what work did he not do perfectly?" Jason asked, wiggling his eyebrows. "Okay, stop. I was talking about the guy who brought in the merchandise." I explained. "Oh, that guy. I'll get him in here in a minute." He said and ran off outside.

Gah, this was not working the way I had planned at all. I was so excited for this tour and had everything planned out. Damn, I even Googled so many promotion methods so the sales kept increasing. But here, I didn't even have a complete stock of goods!

And also, there's - wait a minute. Why was I the only one going apeshit about the merch? Where's my partner, Fay? Geez, I thought she was serious about her work. But I hadn't seen her or talked to her since this morning, where did that girl disappear?

I checked my phone to see if I had missed any calls or texts from her. But without any luck, I locked my phone screen again, just a little disappointed not to receive any kind of contact with Fay. I gave her a call finally and tapped my foot slightly, releasing a little bit of my tension.

"Nancy?" At least she's alive.

"Fay, where are you? Do you even realize how much of the work load I'm taking right now?! And where-" I stopped immediately when I heard her sob. "Fay, what's wrong?" I asked, getting worried.

"I quit, Nancy. I can't work for those guys anymore!"

"You quit? Why, what happened?" I asked, softly. How could she leave just like that? She should have given me a notice or even a heads up! "I thought he genuinely liked me. But I was so, so wrong!" She exclaimed."Fay, who are you talking about?" I seriously hated it when she spoke indirectly with me.

"Brian." She cried again as I closed my eyes and tried to recall which Brian worked with us. "Oh sweetie, I don't think there's a worker here with that name." I said as Jason came back, panting a little. "Where is he?" I mouthed to him and he shook his head.

"He isn't a worker, Nancy. I'm talking about Brian, as in Synyster Gates!" Fay exclaimed and at the same moment, Jason spoke up, "The merch guy left already."

"What?!" I erupted after hearing both Fay's and Jason's answers. "Sorry, Nancy," Jason said as I processed what just happened. Okay, that lanky delivery guy left, Fay quit because of Gates and now I'm left to sell the merch all by myself. Fuck!

Fay's continuous cries made me snap out of my thoughts. "Fay, don't cry dear. Just tell me what happened, without crying." I said into the phone, rubbing my temples in the process.

"Oh, Gay called?" Jason joked and I shot him a piercing look. My co-worker just quit, one third of the merch is missing and the guy's in a mood to joke? Seriously?!

"Nancy, it happened two weeks ago after the first show in Sacramento. H-he talked to me so nicely and even took me out for a drink. And..and when we came back, we went to...to his room 'cause you and I were sharing a room together. And then we..."

"Fay, stop right there! I don't wanna know the details, so spare me." I said, cringing my face in disgust. "Hey, enlighten me." Jason said with a smirk and was so tempted to just punch his face.

"What happened? I mean, after that?" I added quickly as I asked Fay.

"The next morning he pretended as if nothing happened! As if I didn't exist and he continued avoiding me for a whole week, Nancy!" She cried louder, making me put the phone away from my ears. "Ooh, that bad, huh?" Jason chuckled and I lost it.

"Shut the fuck up, will you?!" I scolded him and Fay started crying again.

"I was sharing my feelings with you, Nancy! But even you failed to understand me. Goodbye, forever!" With that, Fay hung up leaving me speechless. Ugh! I had asked this doofus in front of me to keep quiet and Fay actually quit now 'cause she thought I yelled at her!

"Jason, I'm gonna kill you!" I said as I slammed my phone down on the table, making him look at me in confusion. "Whoa, what did I do?" He asked with a shrug. "Who asked you to blabber all that nonsense while I was talking with Fay? And I gave you one simple task to bring back that delivery guy, you couldn't even do that!" I said while he looked at my phone which just made a cracking sound.

Great, I just broke my phone.

Jason stuttered for about three seconds before sprinting off outside, making me groan. Oh this is fucking perfect! First, Fay ran away and now Jason. Who knew when I was gonna make a run someday?! But before that, I wanted meet Brian 'cause now I was determined to kill him!

I went outside too, searching frantically for the right handed guitarist. Let him come into my hands once, I'll be sure not to leave him before giving him a taste of my 'sweet talks'! "There she is!" I heard Jason's voice and looked to my right. He wasn't alone this time, the Avenged boys except Brian, was with him too. What, was he hiding already?!

"Where is he?" I asked, lowering my voice this time as they walked up to me. "She's talking perfectly, Jason. Why'd you say she lost her mind?" Jimmy said before smacking Jason's arm. "Dude, she broke her phone." Jason said and they all looked at me.

"What's wrong, Nancy?" Matt asked, calmly. Too bad, I couldn't stay calm at this point. "Everything is wrong, Matt. Do you want me to give you a list of all the things that have gone wrong since this morning?!" I huffed. "Actually, that'd really help." Johnny muttered and I inhaled.

"I need to set up the merch stand but I'm fucking unable to do it. Because guess what? I don't have a full stock of t-shirts! And then I find out that my co worker, Fay just quit. And do you know why she left?!" I said and Jimmy shook his head sideways.

"Because your guitarist banged her and then acted as if nothing happened. I mean, he just used her like a chewing gum, had a taste of her and then spat her out just like that? What about the rule 'don't bang until you can hang with her forever'?!" I said, throwing my hands up in frustration.

"Zacky, how dare you chew the gum?!" Jimmy shrieked before punching the left handed guitarist's arm. "When did I fucking chew the gum?! Fay just wasn't my type." Zacky responded and shoved away Jimmy.

"Did Brian do something?" Matt asked, crossing his arms. "There, now you're on the right track." I said, nodding my head. "And do you know, so much work is pending already. I just don't know how I'll manage everything all by myself now." This just wasn't done. It was the first time I planned so many things for a tour and all I got was a shit load of work, which I had to do all by myself!

"So, Gatesypoo made a boo boo?" Jimmy said, bemused. "Yeah, he made a really big boo boo." I said and clenched my fists. I wasn't gonna tolerate anything or anyone that messed with my work.

"So who wants to be the merch guy for a day? I know I want to!" Jimmy exclaimed, a smile already planted on his face. "That's not possible. We've got rehearsals and sound check today, remember?" Matt stated and shot me an apologetic look. "Oh, you guys don't have to stay here. I'll just....come up with something until I find a new co worker." I said, motioning with my hands for them to go.

"Are you sure, Nancy?" Matt asked and I nodded. "Alright, but where the fuck is Gates?!" His booming voice made me flinch and I felt a pair of arms around my shoulder. It was Jimmy and as our eyes met, he gave a small squeeze before letting go of me.

"I saw him in his bunk a while ago." Johnny answered. "Let's call for a band meeting then. Jason, get Brian here but don't answer if he questions anything. " Matt said and Jason left immediately.

How could a guy just fuck girls randomly and leave them the day after as if nothing happened?! Before working for these guys, I literally thought that rockstars wanted three things in life; fame, booze and chicks. But after watching the Avenged boys, my opinion changed completely. They're really very cooperative, friendly, and totally loved their fans. But I didn't know if I should say the same about 'Gatesypoo'.

Well, I'd say he's the odd one out of the five. He's cocky and arrogant, a little bit too much self centered I'd say. He's the party animal, and so is Jimmy. But Jimmy is....well, he's Jimmy. Hell, one time I even caught him talking to the air. And when I asked who he was talking to, he just kinda stuttered before saying it was just his imaginary friend.

And once, I even- whoa, whoa, whoa! When did I start thinking about Jimmy? I was on....uh...page Brian, yeah right! Yeah, so Brian. God, what did I ever do to deserve the fruit of his wrong doings?!

"Breathe, Nancy. Inhale and exhale, like this " Jimmy said as he started to demonstrate me. I looked at him for a few seconds and he spoke up, "C'mon, join me." He patted my shoulder and I hesitantly followed him. "In and out, again slowly in and out." He chanted and I shook my head.

"Okay, stop saying that." I said and he stopped immediately. While he looked at me in confusion and I tried to escape his gaze, I saw Matt giving us a weird look. Well, if this wasn't awkward then I didn't know what was.

"I heard that I'm being wanted here." When that familiar voice reached my ears, all I wanted to do was claw at that person's face. I turned around, only to get greeted by that very well known smirk that I'd been seeing for the past couple of years. I just couldn't stand him for some of his ways.

"YOU!!" I roared, pointing my index finger at Brian before lurching myself at him. Oh, he wasn't gonna get away from this that easily. He started this, so he better end this!

BRIAN

Hmm, it felt good to be the Synyster Gates once again. So many shows, a lot of places to go with quite a big bunch of hot, single ladies. Actually, who cares if they're single or not? As long as they're hot and fall for the Gates' charm, I'll keep on saying 'Isn't this a wonderful life?'.

We had this sound check in an hour, so I had loads of time to kill. I got down the bus and looked around for a while before my eye caught some chicks talking back in the corner.

I watched them from distance because surely I didn't wanna earn the title of a creepy stalker. A brunette from the group caught my gaze and widened her eyes. As she stopped talking, the two other girls beside her paused too and turned around to face me. As all three pretty faces were looking at me, I slowly pulled my lips back into a smirk.

I took out my pack of Marlboros and popped a stick in my mouth before I made my way towards the ladies. I watched them intently as they slowed down their conversation to an end. As I stood just about a hand away from them, I took the cigarette out from my mouth and greeted them with that smirk of mine.

"Do you ladies happen to have a lighter?" I asked, mainly to the brunette. "We don't smoke." Another girl beside her replied. "Uh huh. See, I'm on my smoke break actually and I don't have a lighter and neither do you girls have one. So what can I possibly do for the next thirty minutes?" I asked with a shrug.

"Maybe you can show us some of your finger skills." The brunette said, shooting me a smirk. Oh, I liked where this was going. "Are you suggesting that I give you a private show?" I asked, while my eyes traced every curve of her body. "I'd love that." She said seductively and I cheered mentally. I offered her my arm and just as she was about to link hers with mine, I heard a yell.

"Gates!"

No, no, no! Jason, not now! Ugh, dammit!

"Best of luck for the shows." The brunette winked and walked away with the other girls.

"Yo, Gates. Band meeting, right now." Jason said, pointing his thumb behind. The guy just ruined my perfect moment and now he wanted me to attend the band meeting?!

"Band meeting near the merch stand? Are you fuckers changing the rituals and not even informing me about it?" I said and put the cigarette back in the packet. "Oh, you will be informed about a hell lot of things once you get there." Jason smirked and I narrowed my eyes at him. Something about his smirk told me that things were bad. But anyways, without saying another word we both walked to the merch stand. Nancy was standing there with the others, her back facing me.

Too bad her ass wasn't as big as her sass.

"I heard that I'm wanted here." I said and put on a smirk as Nancy turned around. Whoa, she looks furious but that's nothing new. She's always like that, cranky but undoubtedly hot.

"YOU!!!" She pointed her index finger at me and walked up to me in full speed. As I tried to back away, she pushed me up against the nearest wall. I saw Jason quickly leave from here as soon as the wild beastie attacked me, fucking pussy.

I always knew Nancy was a workaholic but a feisty workaholic? That's new.

"It's criminal to look that sexy when you're trying to be angry." I whispered and gave her a smug look. "Nancy, calm down." Rev said as he gently tried to pull her away from me. "How can you still hit on me? You clearly don't know what you've done, do you?!" She snapped and I looked at the others in confusion.

"What did I do now?!" I said, tightening my jaw. How the fuck can she talk to me like that?! I was her fucking boss!

"The other merch girl, Fay left because of you." Zacky enlightened me and I tried to remember the girl. Oh, it was that little version of Snow White. Fair skin, dark short hair, plumpy red lips. "Dude, that wasn't very cool of you!" Matt said and I looked at him with a slight frown. "Why are you getting so worked up about it?" I asked.

"Because we lost another worker because of you. And now Nancy has to deal with all the merchandise; and as far as I know it's kinda impossible to handle everything all at once when you're selling the merch. So congrats for multiplying her tasks!" Matt said as he glared at me.

"And what did I actually do that made the other girl so fucking mad and quit the job?!" I asked, hell I hadn't been this confused in a while. "You made a boo boo." Zacky said with a grin. "In her words," Jimmy said pointing at Nancy, "you used Fay like a chewing gum, had a taste of her and spat her out just like that!"

I glared at the woman in front of me who was apparently, giving me the same look. Damn, if looks could kill then we'd both be in heaven right now.

"Stop planning her death, Gates," Zacky muttered next to me and I flipped him off.

"Who asked you to fuck around with the merch girls?! No offense here, Nancy." Matt blared at me but lowered the tone of his voice while speaking to Nancy.

Ugh, I couldn't stand being around her. She'd had this hostile behaviour towards me since the beginning. Well, it's not like I was her biggest fan either! And only god knows what spell she casted on Jimmy, the guy wouldn't stop blabbering about her at times!

"Apparently, we both were drunk when we had coitus." I explained. "Coitus? Wow, someone's trying to sound formal." Nancy said, her words dripping with sarcasm as I slowly turned my head towards her. Somebody gimme a stun gun, like right fucking now!

"Alright, everyone calm down!" Matt shouted. Silence fell across the merch stand as we all waited for his next reaction. For a second, I thought I was in a fucking library! It's been ages since I experienced such a long, silent moment.

"Somebody call 911!" Jimmy shrieked and we all looked at him. "What the fuck are you saying, Rev?!" Matt questioned him and Jimmy blinked a couple of times at us. "Hey, you're all okay. I thought you guys lost your voice, so....yeah, 911." He answered. We four gaped at him while Nancy shook her head slowly at him the moment he looked at her.

"Okay, so now what?" Jimmy said, a few seconds later.

"We'll set new rules now. Any female worker, whether it be the next merch girl or even the hairstylists, is off limits. And this rule is for all of us, clear?" Matt announced and I cursed mentally.

"W-what?" Jimmy stuttered and looked like he was about to cry any moment. "I said, all female workers are off limits!" Matt snapped.

"No exceptions?!" Jimmy asked way too loudly, earning a glare from the frontman.

"No fucking exceptions! The rule goes for all of us." I said quickly, trying to hide a smirk of my own. Sorry Jimbo, if I can't have a lady on this tour neither can you enjoy with the lady who's standing beside you!

"Now that the rule is made, what about the new girl Matt? I need a co worker soon." Nancy said, man she's selfish! Can't even do a single job alone. "Don't worry about that, we'll arrange for something soon." Matt replied. "Thanks." The little beastie said and shot me a glare before hurrying inside her bus. What the fuck was her problem?!

"Dammit, Brian! Why can't you act sensibly for once?" Matt said with a huge frown. "Okay, can we stop talking about my past actions?! There's new rules and I'll try to abide by those." I grumbled. At least I can try!

"You better follow those, your one mistake is turning out to be quite heavy for Nancy." Oh god, not Nancy again.

"Yeah, how can the poor girl work all by herself?!" Short Shit asked, shaking his head sideways. "Poor girl? She's a big, poor girl Johnny. Not a baby poor girl. And she's a fucking workaholic too, just knows how to do her work." I said, rolling my eyes.

"Okay, dont start shit again you two!" Matt warned. "We're already short of a worker, just don't create anymore chaos."

"Calm down, dude. Everything will get back in it's place for sure." Zacky consoled him. Yeah, everything will get back in its place, it eventually does! I started to walk back with Jimmy and Short Shit back to the bus but fate had other plans for me.

"Gates." Matt called and I stopped dead in my tracks. Now what? He just gave me a long tirade about five minutes ago! I turned around and looked at him, make it quick dude 'cause I gotta take a piss!

"Don't fuck up this time, I mean it." He said wearily before walking away. Okay, I'm a human and I make mistakes, it's right there in my fucking nature! But it doesn't mean you're gonna taunt me in every five minutes about it. Jesus Christ, the tour started just two weeks ago and it already feels like shit. Let's see what else is written in my fate, and I really hope it's not my bandmates' wrath or Nancy's smartass answers.

Notes

We hope you enjoyed the introduction! Stick around 'cause the journey's about to begin!