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Disenchanted	By : bdeuel23 Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1120 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The room went dead silent. Zach dropped his glass of water, shattering it on the ground. Tony was frozen in place in the hall. John's eyes were wide and mouth open. Chad’s grip had continued to tighten around Brandi's arms. "Fuck Chad, let go." She shook her arms and everyone came to their senses. Zach started jumping around, screaming. John was already on the phone calling his mom. Chad stared at Brandi smiling. "Why aren't we getting Tony's drums in the van?" In seconds they were all in motion, grabbing Tony's drums and carrying them down the stairs (John lived on the third floor, hard work I tell ya). They loaded them in the van, going back upstairs to grab their guitars. They loaded into the van, leaving Natalie at home with John's mom. They were going to go to the concert and use the tickets that were useless to the band now.
Forty five minutes later, they Space Needle erupted in the horizon, bringing smiles to everyone in the van. My Chemical Romance had blared the whole way there, and lots of cigarettes had been smoked by the smokers. When they reached the Key, they got in to around the back to unload their equipment. Roadies were immediately there, grabbing their stuff and putting them on hand trucks. Their manager Sean was already there, a wide smile plastered on his face. "I hope you guys realize how vital that two month state wide tour was now. You've got a fan base, and seeing as most of these kids who listen to MCR listen to your shit, you might just be received warmly." He grabbed Brandi in a hug. Brandi sighed, pushing him off. "Yeah, well. That tour still sucked." Sean laughed and walked inside with them. Their stuff was already on stage and they got called up for sound check. Their attention was brought to the sound booth. "Guys, we just need you to play two or three songs, make one a slow one if you got one." Brandi had frozen in place, and she knew the rest of the guys were too. Out in the arena, standing by the sound booth smoking, stood Bob Bryar and Ray Toro. Brandi whipped around, hoping that would help her think. Tony got her attention first by slamming his drumstick on the snare. She snapped her head up. "What?" Tony shook his head. "What song?" Brandi bit her lip. "Can you save me?" Everyone nods, the song being a band favorite. They jam into it, Brandi warming her voice up as the song went on. They finished, turning to the sound booth, waiting for their okay. Two more people had joined Bob and Ray. Mikey and Frank were poking fun with Bob, Frank's laughter filling the arena. Brandi turned to Chad. "You pick next song." He nodded. "Careful." Everyone nods, Tony going into the drum solo at the beginning. As they finished, sound booth beeped, giving them the okay for their next on. Brandi watched as Chad's eyes got wide. He signaled her to keep her eyes on him. Brandi nodded, not quite understanding. They broke into their last song, a cover of "Helter Skelter". During the song, Brandi glanced out of the corner of her eye, seeing someone standing really close to the stage smoking. Short blonde hair. That's all she needed to freak out. "FUCK!" Everyone in the band looked at her, continuing their playing. They finished, exiting the stage quickly.
"What the hell did you freak about?" Chad was holding Brandi's arm tightly. Brandi shook her head. Chad sighed. "You saw him, didn't you?" Brandi nodded sheepishly. Chad laughed. "I told you to look at me." Brandi turned on him. "You saw him? You should have just warned me verbally. Then I would have left the stage." Chad smiled. "That's why." Brandi slammed her beer, putting her cigarette butt in the bottle. She grabbed another, slamming it too. There was a knock at the door. Brandi got up because no one else made it clear they were going to put in the effort. She opened it, being greeted by My Chemical Romance. "Holy Shit!" She slammed the door in their faces, running down the hall to the bathroom where Chad was. He had hair gel in his hands, staring at her. "What?" Her eyes were wide and her mouth was open. "Guess who just knocked?" Chad stared for a moment. "And you just screamed at them and shut the door in their face, didn't you?" Brandi nodded. Chad sighed, running the gel through his hair and spiking it up. She heard their voices out in the room and grabbed Chad. "If I'm going out there, so are you." He started to protest, but Brandi pulled him out. My Chemical Romance was standing there, smiling. "Didn't mean to scare you." Brandi shook her head, grabbing another beer. "That's okay. Wasn't really expecting you." Gerard laughed. "Well, we just wanted to stop by and say thanks for filling in." Chad shook his head. "Hey, it's a big honor for us." They all smiled. Gerard winked at Brandi. "I don't recall the words 'Holy Shit' in 'Helter Skelter'." Brandi felt her face get hot. He turned and walked out of the room behind the rest of the guys. Minutes later, the roadie came in. "Five minutes." Brandi slammed two more beers, lighting a cigarette. She stood at the stage steps, Tony in front so he could get on drums quick. The lights went out and they stormed the stage.
Assuming their positions quickly, Brandi grabbed the mic, putting a foot on the monitor and looking out at the roaring crowd. Their name was introduced and the place went wild. Brandi squinted through the stage lights, motioning her arms to get people jumping up and down and moving. "This is a song called 'Give up!'" Through the whole set, kids were going nuts. The band fed off the energy, keeping their movements. Brandi struggled to keep herself steady; she was fairly drunk after all that beer she had slammed. They finished their set with 'Careful', and then exited the stage. The rest of the band got ahead of Brandi, and as she stumbled down the stage exit steps, someone linked her arm, causing her to swing around and bump into them. "Whoa, someone's a little drunk." Brandi laughed. "You have no idea." She looked up at Gerard's face, smiling. He returned it. "So, how would you and your band like to join us on tour? We can get you all the shit you need." Brandi was drunk. Of course she said… "Hell yeah. That'd be fucking sweet." She turned stumbling off towards the dressing room. She got in, smiling. "Guess what guys! We're going on tour with them." Everyone got silent again. Chad grabbed her. "You serious?" Brandi smiled. "For sure buddies, Gerard man just asked me, and I was like, Hell yeah." She was silenced by Chad kissing her. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, and Brandi just stood there. The rest of the room got quiet. They had always suspected something was going on between Chad and Brandi, but they never really were public about it. They broke apart after someone coughed really loudly. Brandi shook her head, sobering up a little after that. Their manager Sean was standing there. "They got you guys a tour bus. I brought you some clothes and bags." Brandi shrugged, going back to Chad. Someone grabbed her, throwing her over their shoulder. "What the hell?" John was laughing. "Sorry, but it's time to go. You guys can make out later." She looked at Chad, but he just smiled. She flipped him off and gave up as John carried her out to the tour bus, the rest of the band behind them.
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