The plucking of a guitar's strings, the banging on a set of drums, the vibrations of a singer's voice - Sebastian's voice - ticked me off, as well as the screams of many fans around me. How can one stand this... This chaos?
Red, purple, blue, and even pink lights are shown above the bands' heads, sometimes circling the ocean of fans. The main, bright white light forever still on the main singer when the other lights went off.
I start to complain about this band under my breath, my friend, Lilith, overhearing.
She placed a hand on her hip and gave me a firm glare. She pierced her lips before making a quick 'tch' as she began to speak.
"Can't you just enjoy yourself for a little while?" It sounded more like a whine than a complaint.
I deeply sigh, slouching. "Yes, but not here and definitely not around him. I hate his concerts." A chuckle comes from above me, the music dying down as he started to speak, as well as the screaming.
"Ooh, I'm hurt, Bonnie Parkers. It's such a shame, really. I was looking forward to you coming to Augustine's birthday party. No regrets, I hope." He started laughing and high-fiving his "bros" aka the rest of the band players.
I clenched my fist tightly, growling silently as I glared at Sebastian's head. One day I won't be able to resist walking up on that stage and beating the life out of him for being a retard.
"I can't believe the nerves he has,"
Lilith back-slaps my head. "Just, calm down. Don't let him get to you," she says.
I roll my eyes as I drag her by her arm out of the auditorium, across the parking lot, and into my Dodge I owned. I slammed my car door shut, jamming the key into place and turning it to the right. Quickly turning off the radio and adjusting my side mirrors, I pull out of the parking lot, heading to the main road at a total speed of 30 miles per hour before speeding up to 75 mph.
I speed up as we get close to my street, turning right then left before pulling into my garage. I don't look at Lilith as I step out of my car and enter through the garage door that led to the kitchen. From there I enter the living area and lie down on one of the pastel blue loveseats.
I hear Lilith close the garage door before walking into the living room and sitting in the armchair.
We begin to joke about each other's day before Sebastian becomes the main topic.
"You do know it only takes a push to get used to Sebastian, right?" the sand-blonde says.
I sigh as I look up at her.
"I know,"
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It All Started With a Lie
General FictionBonnie Parkers and Sebastian Fields never got along ever since 2007, even after all Bonnie had done for Sebastian. Before Sebastian's popularity, he was head-over-heels for Bonnie, a sixteen-year-old who had high grades but only lived with her fat...
