Oh The Horror!(Twiggy Ramirez ft Marilyn Manson)

Chapter 2

"I'll see ya tonight then!" I waved and exited the store. Two beautiful guys. What am I doing?!

After dinner \I started getting ready. I put on a tartan skirt, a short sleeved black velvet top, thigh high black socks and my beloved converse.

"Sugarpie, make sure you're back by midnight okay? I don't want to get worried!", mum shouted from downstairs.

"Yes mum!". I ran down the stairs, said my goodbye and headed to the 'Raging Cafe'. It was full and there were many people of different styles. I grabbed a coke and waited for it to start. A man with shoulder length black, straight hair and a gorgeous face walked up to me.

"Hey. Nice to meet you, I'm Trent Reznor.", he shook my hand. That name, it rings a bell. Where is he from? He looks groomed and, wealthy. "I hope these guys are good. You ever heard any of their stuff?"

"Oh, no." I took a sip from my coke. "I only met them yesterday, well two of them. They seem nice though. Slightly twisted, but nice.

"Hmm, let's hope."

"I'm Bianca by the way...have we ever met?"

"Hmmm nope. I don't think so. I think I'd remember a pretty face like yours", he winked and I blushed. The music began and the show started. It was insane. Nothing like I'd ever seen before. Brian was topless with crazy makeup on and shiny leather pants. Twiggy was wearing a dress. Yes, a green dress, a dolly one. His eye makeup was smudged and his lipstick was smudged all over the place, he looked like an abused doll. The 3 other men or boys, looked quirky as well. Black hair with coloured streaks, crazy makeup and clothing. I felt like I was at a circus. But their music was great, they were talent and it was clear. Marilyn started burning something on the stage, I was frightened. As soon as the concert had finished, the crowd went wild! Girl were flinging their bras onto the stage and the moshers looked satisfied.

"Hey, since you know these guys, how about we go congratulate them. I have a feeling I want to sign them!"

"Sure, you wha-sign them?!"

I followed him and entered their dressing room. As soon as Trent walked in, all eyes stared at him like he was God. Their mouths wide open. The room was dead silent. I stared at him, there isn't anything that great about him. The name still rings a bell but why?

"Wow...Trent. It's an honour to meet you, really. How did you like the show?", Brian shook his hand violently.

"I was blown away. It's exactly what I'm looking for and that's why I want to manage your band."

"Wait! Just wait. Your name rings a bell and please don't be offended, you're a great looking guy but, who exactly are you?"

"WHO?! WHERE DO YOU LIVE? He's Trent Reznor, c'mon", Brian exclaimed. I opened my eyes wide and scratched my neck, pursing my lips. "I'm sorry, it doesn't..".

"Nine Inch Nails! Ring any bells?!". My heart stopped and I froze. I stiffly turned around facing Trent, my  legs nearly gave in, ready for me to collapse.

"I-I-I-You..I'm so sorry. I didn't know, I haven't heard many of your songs but the ones I have are fantastic, loved them. I apologise greatly. Oh my God". I turned to a wall and softly, banged my head on it. I couldn't even dare look at anyone, this was the end of our friendship. Over, I knew it. "Hey, it's fine. I appreciated how we talked like humans, and you made me feel like a human again. Trent wrapped his arm around my shoulder and hugged me.

"IT WAS AMAZING GUYS! WELL DONE!", I burst into laughter and hugged all of them.

"Bianca, this is Pogo or Madonna Wayne Gacy, Daisy Berkowitz and Ginger Fish.", Brian introduced me and all members stared at me for a while before grinning cheerily.

"Trent, would love the offer, however, I think we need some more time to adjust our music because I don't think we're all ready yet..."

"Sure that's fine. Just give me a call when you're ready. " Trent handed over a card and walked out gleefully.

"Wow, You guys were great and look at that, you can fulfil your dreams now, I hope".

"Well guys, let's pack up and head to the after party!", Brian turned to me, " Wanna come?", It was 9:30, I had time. He had puppy dog eyes so how could I not?

 "Sure, why not?"