Band: Escape The Fate
Band Member: TJ Bell
Dedicated to askingAalexandriaA
Sasha's P.O.V.
I was in my room jamming out to "Hey There Mr.Brooks" by Asking Alexandria when I get a text from one of my good friends Craig.
I open the text and see that he is inviting me and a whole lot of other people to a party him and the rest of Escape The Fate are throwing tonight.
I immediately reply and tell him I'm going before turning my music up a bit more louder as I start to get ready for the party.
I rummage through my closet and try to find a decent looking outfit for tonight.
I eventually end up with regular ripped skinny jeans, black combat boots, and a black tank top that says "I May or May Not Cuddle a Band Member Today".
Once I'm done getting dressed into my outfit, I do my hair and makeup. I leave my hair straight down, while my makeup consists of mascara and eyeliner.
I look at myself in my bathroom mirror to make sure I look alright, before sending Craig another text that I'm on my way to his place.
I grab my phone before I head out the door and get inside my Black Range Rover.
The entire drive I hum along softly to each song that plays on the radio until I reach Craig's already crowded house.
It literally took me five minutes until I found somewhere to park my Range Rover.
I let out a deep breath as I get out of my Rover and start to head inside Craig's house.
I look around and try to find someone I recognize through the crowd of bodies until my eyes land on Craig talking with Kevin, Robert, and TJ.
Of course they don't notice me until I walk over to them and say hi.
"Hey, what up Sasha!" Robert and Kevin greet me with a quick hug as Craig tells me he's glad I could make it.
And just like always TJ and I don't make any more contact than a brief glance at one another.
We usually don't say much to each other unless we absolutely have to. Even though I've known him and the guys ever since we were little kids, TJ and I have never gotten along.
No matter how hard I try to be nice to him, he's always a jerk right back. So after a while I just gave up and realized that there was nothing I could do to make him like me.
The only time TJ speaks to me is when he's calling me a bitch or any other unpleasant names.
It used to get to me so much, but now I just shrug it off and act like it doesn't faze me.
"I'm glad I could make it too. Did the party just start?" I ask Craig while looking at the crowd of people dancing to the bass of the music.
"Sure did. I started to let people in about thirty minutes ago" he simply replies while taking a sip of his beer.
"That's kind of hard to believe since there's so many people here already" I tell him while he agrees.
"Hey Sasha do you want a drink or anything? I can go get you one real quick" Robert offers before I nod my head yes, and follow him into the kitchen.
"What would you like?" He kindly asks me while opening the fridge.
"Umm a sour cherry vodka would be nice" I shrug my shoulders.
