"Its so nice to go out somewhere new" Morbid announced, bringing our drinks back from the bar.
"Yeah, I've never been to this place before. It's pretty cool" I replied, looking around.
"Fuckin right! I do like this, its-" Pixie started to say, but was cut off.
"I agree girls, this is a lovely place to go for a drink" A tall guy with dark hair smirked down at us.
I glanced up to see a complete stranger, leering down at me. Ah yes, the familiar feeling of what happens when we go out for a drink...
Glancing at Morbid and Pixie, it's obvious that none of us know who this creep is
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"Uh excuse me? did one of us invite you into our convosation? I dont think so, so fuck off" Pixie spat and glared at him.
"OoOoO Touchy!!" He replied, grinning.
He looked me up and down, smiling. "So...Whats you're name, gorgeous?" He asked, his eyes fixated on my chest.
"Do I have 'Cheap Whore' anywhere on me?" I growled, narrowing my eyes at him, and pretending to check myself for those words
"The way your dressed says it all" He replied, licking his lips, not taking his eyes off my cleavage.
"People like you DISGUST me" I screeched, grabbing my empty glass and hurling it at him
It shattered into tiny pieces as it collided with his face. A large gash appeared in his cheek, and he just stood there, glaring at us, as if he was about to do something that could result in a jail sentance.
"RUN!!!" Morbid screamed and dragged me from the club.
I ran after Morbid and Pixie who seemed far ahead of me. Running whilst drunk is not good...
I let out a small shriek as I felt my face connect with the floor.
"AHHHHH HE'S COMING TO GET ME!!!!!!!!" I screeched as I heard footsteps getting closer.
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I shut my eyes tight, expecting someone to hit me, or do something. I just led there, bracing myself.
"PLEASE DONT HURT ME, IM SORRY, I DIDNT MEAN TO THROW THE GLASS, ITS JUST I DONT LIKE IT WHEN-" I started to say franctically, worried my face might not be so pretty very soon if I didn't start talking, fast.
"Dude, are you ok? Me and my friends saw what happened" Someone said. He grabbed my hand and hauled me off the floor.
I find myself staring into a pair of blue eyes, similar to my own. My eyes take in the curly ginger hair and the jack skeleton beanie...
"Corey???" I ask, sort of in disbelief.
"Oh a fan!" He replied, grinning.
"Jesus christ you're a fucktard. Fuckin' dumbass! It's Morgan!" I shout, slapping him on the arm for not recognising me.
Corey gasped.
"MORGAN??? Fuck...is that really you???" He mutters in disbelief.
"No of course it isn't. I'm just a figiment of your imagination" I replied, rolling my eyes.
"MORG??? MORG, GET YOUR ASS HERE NOW, WE WERE ON OUR WAY DOWN THE STREET, STILL RUNNING WHEN WE REALISED YOU WERE GONE....WHOS THAT STRANGE MAN YOUR WITH????????" Morbid shrieked at me, from the other end of the street.
"IM WITH COREY, YOU KNOW, MY COUSIN!!!" I yelled back.
Almost instantly, Morbid and Pixie are at my side, staring at Corey like O.O
I laughed and slapped them upside the head. "ITS ONLY A MAN WITH CURLY NOSE" I cackled, giggling like a loon on loontablets.
I stopped laughing immediatley when I heard a deep voice from behind my cousin..
"Hey dude, come on, theres some chick in there, drinking beer through her pussy!!!" The voice said excitedly.
I peered behind him and froze in shock.
Long black hair, not much taller than me, told me that none other than Joey Jordison was standing before me.
Now it was my turn to stare like O.O
Joey ran his eyes over us, and smiled at us.
"Stop talking to the fans, come ON! This is going to be mad funny" Joey ushered.
Then Pixie shouted "FUCKTARD, YOU MAY THINK YOUR SO COOL COS YOUR JOEY AND MY FRIEND HERE, MORGAN, IS OBSESSED WITH YOU AND WANTS TO BLOW YOU, BUT THATS NO FUCKIN' EXCUSE TO MAKE OUT WE AINT HOT"
"Oh...A crazy fan...Just what I need..." Joey muttered, sighing and rolling his eyes.
I felt my face turn slightly red. Not a very good look with my blue hair.
Before I could stop myself, I turned, and just ran away from them, shrieking with embarassment and excitement. I'd finally met him. Amazing.
Morbid slapped Pixie up side the head yelled "Oh now look, we've her. We better go get her before she gets sold on ebay or something"
"Ah Morgan...My old cousin...Still the same..Even with Blue hair" Corey mumbled, sighing.
"COME ON DUDE, WE'RE MISSING ALL THE FUN!!!" Joey wailed in a hyper tone, and practically dragged Corey back into the pub.
Pixie and Morbid ran up the street to find me lying on the floor..
"Morgan? Why you on the floor darling?" Pixie asked, kneeling next to you.
"I fell over again..." I mumbled, sighing slightly.
I felt myself being hoisted up, Morbid and Pixie either side of me...and then we somehow stumbled home.
The day of the Slipknot signing quickly comes around...I wake up that morning, with a grin on my face, remembering what day it is.
I barely remembeedr what happened the other night, although, I did remember that Pixie happened to embarrass the shit out of me.
After a long shower, I climbed out, dried my hair and tried to decide what I should wear to look quite attractive.
About 15 minutes, of rumaging through your clothes you finally decide to wear;
I then applied make up, which consisted of excessive eyeliner, blue eyeshadow and blue lipstick.
I slipped on my boots and wandered into the living room.
There was no sign of life; meaning Morbid and Pixie were still fast asleep. I had to get up early in order to help with the whole signing process. I was so excited.
I grabbed a piece of toast, and left the apartment, butterflies gathering in my stomach as each step took me closer to my obsession
I arrived outside Orgazmik, to see a very long line of Maggots, chatting excitedly.
I pushed past them as I attempted to get into the store.
"Hey! You can't push in! Stupid bitch!" Someone shouted aggressively.
I turned around to give them the worst look I could manage.
"Go fuck yourself, I work here. Say anything else out of order, and I'll make sure you don't meet the band" I growled.
I quickly unlocked the door, and some idiotic shitface decided that they would try and get in.
"FUCKING BASTARD, GET THE HELL OUT OF THIS STORE OR I'LL FUCKING RIP YOUR BALLS OFF" I screeched, slamming the door shut over his hands.
He snatched his hand from the doors grasp and yelled with pain.
He span around, glaring. He raised his middle finger to me, which I returned with the 'wanker' sign.
I slowly turned around to find 10 pairs of eyes, including Stu.
"Uhm...Uh...Erm...Suprise?" I muttered, not knowing what to say.
"Ah Morgan...Thank god your here" Stu smiled.
A wide grin spread across my face. I couldn't help but stand thered, and stare at Joey, savouring every moment of his presence.
"Ah Morgan...So we meet again" Corey grinned, breaking the silence.
"Dont even speak to me" I glared.
"What?? Whats the matter? You spoke to me the other night?!" He exclaimed.
"That was because I was drunk...I havent forgiven you for not calling me for 9 years" I replied bluntly.
"9 years??? Fuck...." Corey muttered, rubbing the back of his head in what appeared to be guilt.
"Uh dude? who is she?" Mick asked.
"My cousin" He replied.
"Oh awesome...Im Mick" He grins and held out his hand, which I shook, smiling back at him.
"Morgan" I smile.
"And im Craig"
"Im Sid"
"Im Chris"
"Hey, Im Shawn"
"James"
"Im Paul"
Each of them said. Some of them hugged me, and some even went as far as pecking me on the cheek.
"BASTARD, INTRODUCE YOURSELF" Paul shouted, elbowing Joey in the stomache.
"Joey" He muttered blankly
I raise my eyebrow at him...He obviously didn't like me? But I hadn't even done anything.
Joey threw me a blank look and turned away, not even bothering to speak like all the others were.
I felt tears well in my eyes...I mean, how the fuck could someone so perfect, so amazing, so beautiful, be like this in person?
"So Morgan...Whats gone on in the past 9 years?" Corey asked sitting as he sat himself on a table.
I briefly gaze a window, distracted by an extremely crazed fan, screeching Coreys name.
"Not much..." I reply with a shrug.
"Oh come on, I know your pissed off, but cant you accept my apology??"
"Hmm..Your such a dick sucker...And you did NOT apologise"
"Sorry Morgan" He said quickly, giving me a sad/innocent look.
"Ok...Apology accepted" I giggle.
Corey grinned, and decided to rugby tackle me. Great.
I collapsed under his weight, caught of guard, and fall to the floor.
"COREY, GET OFF ME, MY SKIRT IS SHORT AND IM PRETTY SURE IM ALL...ON DISPLAY" I screeched.
"Oh dude, Sorry" He muttered, climbling off me and pulling me to my feet.
I noticed that the 8 men around me took a sudden interest, as I hurridly pulled my skirt down.
"Ok guys! 10 minutes till we let these...rabid animals in here" Stu announced.
"Dudes! Hot girl! Over there!" Joey shouted suddenly, pointing at a girl.
I looked in the direction he is pointing, and saw a really pretty girl, who was thin with long black hair that cascaded down her back. She had fishnets, a skirt that could be mistaken for a belt, massive platforms, and a really tight slipknot top, that ended just above her navel.
I glared. I wished Joey would see me as he saw that girl. Damn.
I waited as until Slipknot were ready, with their masks in place. They took their seats at a table, and I opened the doors.
I was harshly pushed aside, and fell to the ground with a loud thud as fans flooded through the door, the security guards not really bothered by this.
"STUPID CUNT" I screeched angrily, climbing up off the floor.
"im...Im...Im sorry..." The young man stuttered, obviously scared of the little blue haired woman that stood infront of him, screaming in his face.
I felt guilty. "Sorry...I get annoyed when I fall down..." I explain, shrugging and walking off.
I found myself stood behind Joey, staring longily at the back of his head.
And then that 'hot girl' strode up to him.
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She leant over the table so everyone got an eyefull of her breasts, and sliped a piece of paper across the table...obviously her phone number was written on it.
I sighed, looking away from Joey, and fixing my stare to the floor.
"Hey Morgan?"
I looked up and found Corey looking in my direction.
"What?" I ask.
"I gotta talk to you later.." He replied simply, and then went back to signing the CD.
2 hours passed, and things had got boring. Until I heard two very familiar voices...
"OI MORGAN!!!!!!!" I heard Morbid and Pixie bellow from the que.
I notice Morbids gaze travel to Jim, her face like O.O
I jumped behind Sid and Mick, climing over them to get to Morbid and Pixxie.
"Excuse me, but I need to get through..."
"OH MY GOD....LOOK ITS JIM!!!!" Morbid shouted, pointing exictedly.
I giggled, and turned my attention to Pixie.
"So whats Joey like?" She asked.
"He's not very nice...but that doesn't change the fact I would do him until my vagina broke" I shrugged.
"Awh...That sucks. Don't worry" She muttered, putting an arm around me.
As we came closer to Slipknot, I could feel Morbid and Pixies excitement grow.
And then they met them...and they were like 2 hysterical monkey's making love to flamingos.
After their done getting their stuff signed, I dragged them to the back room (which contains chairs, coffee machine, TV and stuff) where we started drinking beers...and about 3 hours later, Slipknot pile in, apart from Joey.
"Corey? How come Joeys not here?" I asked, noticing his abscence.
"He went somewhere with that groupie..." Corey shrugged.
"Oh..." I replied quietly, tears springing into my eyes as I imagined what they were doing....
"Uh Morg? I wanna talk to you..." Corey whispered, pulling me out of the room and behind the tills, so we could speak privatley..
"Go on" I told him.
"Earlier, I saw how you were looking at Joey"
"And?" I replied, blushing slightly.
"He's a man whore...He'll hurt you" He warned.
"I can't help it...Don't you DARE tell him, but I've had a massive crush on him for like, ever. Stu thinks i'm obsessed, but whatever. Could be worse. I dont stalk him...but i'm a bit gutted. I thought-"
"You thought as soon as Joey saw you, he would fall in love and you would end up fucking in the back room within 5 minutes? Saddo" Corey interupted, laughing behind the mask.
"Fuck you!" I exclaimed, slapping him.
"God, you have a temper.." He muttered darkly, poking me in the face.
"Lies and Slander!" I bellowed. I dived back into the back room to find everyone drinking beer and socializing.
