*At the concert*
{Violet's POV}
"We scream! We shout! We are the Fallen Angels!" He held his hand out to the crowd. I didn't get to touch him but he looked right into my eyes. Almost as if he were looking into my soul. As I gazed back at his eyes I saw a flicker of something in them. It was as if I had met him before. I thought back to a few years ago. I had one friend. He was my best friend then, in high school, he left to follow his dreams and become famous in LA. His name was Andy. We were always the exact opposite in looks. Except for the way we dressed. He had striking blue eyes, like his mom. I had violet ones. He had black hair. I had naturally long platinum blonde hair. We both almost always had some extra color in our hair. He usually had red and I had blue. We both had snakebites but he often only wore one lip ring. We were both pale. People had often thought we were twins. It was understandable. He definatelt could have passed as my brother. My face was kind of like his except feminine. Sometimes we told people we were twins just to mess with them. Regardless, we had the same birthday, on the same year and everything. We had been with each other everyday since we were in diapers. That is, of course, until he moved to LA.
I knew who this guy on the stage was. Andy Biersack. My Andy. He held the microphone out to the crowd. While he was doing that he mouthed out the words to meet him by the tour bus after the meet and greet. The thing was, I had a major fan crush on CC so I was planning on going to the meet and greet anyway.
*Earlier that day*
Why was he taking so freaking long to reply? Its not like he's getting ready for a concert or something! Too bad he wouldn't tell me the name of his band. If he did I might of actually gone to one of his concerts. I didnt have time to wait for him to text back. I needed to get ready for the concert I was going to. I was just adding the finishing touches to my warpaint. I did my paint like a mix of the familiar looking singer and the awesome drummer. i couldnt quite place what it was but there was something oddly faniliar about Andy, the lead singer.
{Andys POV}
I quickly finished my make up for the concert. i was regretting not telling Violet the name of my band. We were in our home town. Cincinnati. She could have come to the concert then we could have hung out afterwards. She would have probably been all for it. Whatever its too late now. I walk onto stage to do soundcheck. The guys have already started. I cant get my mind off how much I miss my best friend. Maybe she'll end up here without me telling her.