where do you go when it gets dark ,

[melanie]

no need to explain it

Being a merch girl wasn't as fun as people made it out to be. Not at all. She thought going on tour with a really good band would be fun all the time. No. That's not how tour is. It's actually kind of gross. But, after all the fans left, it was for the most part fun. She had mostly kept to herself though, only talking to the band she was working for. During the day, her schedule was taken up by selling shirts to little teen age girls obsessed with the band. Some of the girls were actually pretty funny, saying they were they're biggest fan and how they had been looking all day for them and asking if she knew them and could introduce them to the band.

She giggled a little thinking about it. But now, it was the end of the day, one of her favorite times of day. She started to fold one of the shirts she hadn't sold. Once she was done, she tossed it into the bin labeled 'small'. Of course, it being tossed caused it to unfold. She pretended to not noticed and kept folding clothes. If she refolded every shirt she unfolded putting into the bin, she'd have to fold twice as many shirts.

She took a break from folding and picked up her bottle of water. She took a long drink and set the almost empty bottle back on the table. Yuck. Still like 20 more shirts. Even though she loved the end of the days, she hated folding all the shirts. That part was kinda boring. She started folding again, sighing.


yuck, bad start. couldn't think of anything.

[william beckett]

yeah sure, William being the polite person her was, had managed to be tracked down by some fans... he'd posed for pics, and now was signing some t-shirts that they'd bought from the merch booth. "look i really need to go an everything" he said, with a sympathetic look on his face, he really wanted to go and chill out for a while, but he wanted to go the merch stall and see how things were going first. it wasn't like he had anything else to do, he started walking off, as the fans walked in the opposite direction. He shouted bye over his shoulder, before walking as fast as he could towards the merch booths.

he sighed, damn... he'd barley ever got any time to himself now. though he loved it all, he didn't want to complain. he wouldn't be were he was now with out all the crazy fans that really didn't know what they were doing. he took a drink from the can of beer he had in his hand, as he spotted were the booths were all at, he hadn't really been there for a while and he missed the company. there was always someone there to talk too, even if it was someone totally not related to the band at all.

he walked into the tent thing, and looked around... his automatically went towards the TAI's booth, everyone seemed to be packing there stuff away now. was it really that late? he didn't even know. "hey andie..." he called as he walked over, taking another drink from the bottle, watching as she just threw the shirts into boxs. "you know... your supposed to fold them" he laughed, as he pulled the t-shirt back out of the box and threw it at Andie, he was only joking around though he really wasn't that bothered, she had a worse job than he did no doubt, she had to work way more often and twice as long so he really had it easy.

its fine, mines not that good either

[melanie]

no need to explain it

Sighing once again, she continued folding shirts. This was starting to get really boring. A moment later, she heard her name being called. She looked up a little surprised. "Oh, hey William." She shot him a quick smile before looking back at the shirt she was folding. Only a second later, she felt a shirt hit her in the head. "Hey now! Why don't you fold it Mr. I Have an Easy Job." She stuck her tongue out at him, throwing the shirt back at him.

She gave up on folding the shirts and tossed them into the right bins. That was much easier. She sat on the table, having to jump a little to get on. "Shouldn't you be talking to obsessed fourteen year olds?" William seemed to have a following of fourteen year old girls who thought he was going to marry them one day. HAH. She picked up the water bottle, and drank what was left. She tossed the empty bottle on the ground, frowning.

"It must suck to have to pick up trash." She stated, looking down at the discarded water bottle. She shrugged, looking back up at William. She swung her legs boredly, trying to think of interesting conversation. Nothing came to mind. She was completely exhausted. There seemed to be a never ending line today.

[william beckett]

He smiled back at her, he couldn’t help but laugh. She looked a little startled to see him there, he knew he hadn’t been near the merch booths for a while now but really it hadn’t been that long. He didn’t think. "well miss. i don’t do my job properly even though there’s nothing really involved in it...i could do this better than you" he said, as he stuck his tongue out at her in return. Yeah he could be a little childish at times, and he really didn’t even care that much, people should have been used to his normal behaviour by now it wasn’t his fault he had issues... he folded the shirt before letting it fall into the box, "and my job is hard work you know, you have loads to do... sing... sleep... party... and then do it all over again" he laughed okay he did have it easy compared to most people, but he loved it.

Will grabbed some of the CD’s that were near him and shoved them into a box, oh well Andie and the other merch girl could sort them out tomorrow, when they had to start again. He watched as she jumped onto the table, before laughing at what she said. "there not all fourteen year olds... i like mine a little older than that" he laughed "well i like mine a lot older than that... ! he smiled at her, yeah the young fans that were obsessed did get annoying but you got to put up with them right? Even if you didn’t want too.

"well it’d suck to pick up your trash... be grateful you didn't have to do that as a job" he said as he drank the can of beer he had in his hand, before chucking that to ground like Andie had done with her bottle, damn, he needed something more to drink, but yeah he’d be going out later no doubt. He walked over to were she was, "so you got the time at all?" he’d been totally oblivious all day, they’d done there set and then he’d just forgotten about everything. He didn’t even know when all the booths packed there stuff up.

[melanie]

no need to explain it

Andie rolled her eyes at him. "I'd like to see you do this job for a day. You get fat sweaty people, little girls like 'OMG WHERE IS WILLIAM?', and people who get really mad if you don't have the shirt they want in the size they want. And god forbid those rude people who call you names." She had a young girl today call her a bitch just because she wouldn't run off and find William. Lame.
Andie rolled her eyes once again. "Oh yeah, you have it so hard." She paused, frowning. "I haven't been able to party since the first day of tour. How lame is that?"

Andie watched as her put the CDs away. "Thanks." Now she didn't have to move to pick them up. Andie laughed. "I don't see why so many girls are obsessed with you, I mean.. your not even that cute!" She winked at him, letting him know she was joking. But she was pretty sure he knew it already. Andie was rarely serious, about anything. But she could be serious when the situation called for it.

Andie made a face at him and said, "What are you talking about? People would pay me to pick up my trash!" Andie watched him throw done his can and smiled. "How about we go get some more to drink?" She heard his question and nodded slightly. She reached to the bin under the table, producing her phone. She kicked it open, replied to a text and said "Almost 6:30." It was earlier than she had thought. Today seemed so long.

[william beckett]

He laughed at Andie. "it really can’t be that bad hun, i mean, i’m a people person... who cares if you don’t got what they want..." damn, if people were as bad as what everyone says that, he’d have just tell them to fuck off and get a grip. Why couldn’t people just chill, they could get what they wanted online anyway. "if someone’s giving you a hard time just phone me, i’ll sort them for you" yeah will, wasn’t the most violent of people, and he’d probably end up getting beat up in a fight, but he’d do anything to keep his mates safe. So that didn’t matter, he ran a hand through his hair, messing it up a little again. "i do have it hard, its hard working singing you know?" a small laugh escaped up through his throat. "well we’ll have to change that then, how about tonight? I’ve got nothing to do?" he asked.

He smiled back. "no problem..." he may as well help out while he was there, he hadn't done anything for the stall for a while and well he did have conscience, that felt bad if he didn’t do anything, like he’d normal move some of the stuff so the roadies didn’t have to do it all. he didn't like leaving all the work to someone else. "well, have you seen my amazing body... and my gorgeous voice... and compared to the rest of the band... i am a sex god" he joked, using his very sarcastic voice... blah... he wasn't that good looking in his own opinion. he was just average he didn't see why anyone would be interested in him really. "i mean... you.. your pretty yeah? but me... i'm just... ugly" he laughed.

"yeah if that was your job, i mean it'd totally suck for a job, its got to be shit but you'd get money at least" he said in a normal tone, not really knowing what he was meaning to say. "yeah, drinks sounds good... its not like i got nothing else to do" he sighed, 6-30 really? jeez he hadn't even thought it was that early the afternoon had gone really quickly for him. but thats what you get when you have nothing to do ever apart from hang about play video games, catch up on there myspace... the usual... he always had things to do there.

its sort of just me rambeling... sorry, its kinda rubbish... xo

[melanie]

no need to explain it

Andie rolled her eyes, "Then why don't you give up singing a become a merch boy?" She smiled at him, laughing a little. Andie laughed a little. "I'm sure they'd be very happy if I called you to sort things out." Andie smiled, chewing on the inside of her lip. She didn't really think William could do anything to break people apart or anything like that. He was too skinny. Andie looked at him like he was crazy before saying "Birds sing. Birds don't sell merch, do they?" And thought about his question for a bit, bit not really thinking about it. "Sure. I've got nothing better to do, and a party sounds like fun."

Andie laughed at him. "Amazing body? I wouldn't know. But, you do have a gorgeous voice, and your probably the cutest guy in the band." She smiled at him, laughing a little. "Me? Pretty?" She laughed a little, blushing a bit. "I'm not pretty." She paused, looking at him, pretending to study him. "And you, sir, are not ugly. Now stop talking crazy." Andie didn't think she was pretty at all. She never had, and she didn't think she ever would.

"Alright, let's go." She hopped off the table. The roadies were in charge of picking everything up so she didn't have to worry about that. "Any place you wanna go?" She didn't really have an idea where to go.

yuck, very very sorry. i had NO idea what to say. >.<

[william beckett]

He laughed. "nope, you’ll leave that to you too keep doing. Merch really isn’t my scene..." he still much preferred to just sing and chill out all the time it was much easier and way much more fun, as much as he loved being around people he still loved his job much more. "well at least they’d be more happy with you... if you could just summon me here when you needed" he’d pretty much do anything Andie really, and he wouldn’t have had a problem if she called and asked him to come to talk to fans or whatever, it’d keep them away from annoying her at least. "well thanks for thinking i could come beat someone up, i may not look like much but i could maybe if i’d had enough to drink... birds could sell merch i guess maybe" he suggested.

"well i guess thats a good thing for you to think," He had to admit he was pleased that Andie thought he was cute, it was all just adding to his ego. Which was pretty big already, he just wasn’t always as pig-headed as everyone else about things. It was true, she was really pretty, he just wasn’t someone who said it to a lot of people, he could feel himself getting a little embarrassed about what he said. "yeah, its all true though. I wouldn’t say it if i didn’t mean it hun, you are pretty" he smiled, as he looked away from her and around the tent. Most people were leaving now, and the roadies were taking over moving the boxes out the place and back into storage for the next day. "its you thats talking crazy saying i’m cute... i mean i never thought you blind... but i’m beginning to change my mind"

"okay then, but i’ll need to go back to the tour bus for a second, to get some different clothes on... i can’t go out looking like this..." he said as he looked down at his t-shirt and then at his red jeans , he looked a mess he didn’t want to go out looking a mess. Yeah, he was sometimes vain... "i’m not fussed as long as it involves alcohol, and getting drink... you can choose, this time but don’t make a habit of it." he said "i’m picking next time, and then you have to come with me, no questions asked"


again, its just me talking rubbish...

[melanie]

no need to explain it

Andie laughed. He really didn't seem like the merch type. Andie nodded. "That's true. I'll start calling you over more often then." She paused, smiling."Plus, it'll be an excuse for me to see you." Andie rolled her eyes. "Birds could not sell merch. They'd just give stuff away. They can't talk, only sing."

Hearing his comment about her being pretty, she felt her cheeks flush redder. "Well.. uh, thanks." She was really happy to know he thought she was cute, but she wasn't great at taking compliments. She brought her eyes away from him and down to the ground. She looked back at him, chuckling. "I'm not blind. Your a very cute boy." This whole conversation was a bit awkward for her. Just like she didn't like receiving compliments, she wasn't fond on giving them either. But, William was cute.

"You look fine. But I need to change too. I don't wanna actually go out looking like this." And plus, she loved getting dressed to go out. It meant she could wear dresses. "Alright. I heard there's a good bar not too far from here. Let's go there?" She laughed, hearing his next statement. "I have to go with you?" She thought about it for a moment and then said, "I don't think I'd have a problem with that."

[william beckett]

"you call and i’ll come running"he laughed, obviously he wouldn’t come running to the stall but he’d be there as soon as he could, he didn’t want to disappoint now would he. "well i’d like to see you more often too, but it just doesn’t seem to happen these days..." it did sucknot being able to see Andie they’d both be practically best friends and he hated not being able to see her, "birds would happen to be amazing at selling merch" William stated though he wasn’t quite sure were he was going with what he was saying. "yeah they’d give things away... but then... we’d get even more well known for out lovely selling abilities and the band would get more recognition" he laughed. Yeah birds couldn’t sell merch.

He noted that Andie’s cheeks had flushed, "you getting all embarrassed by me Dee?" he said, not even thinking about calling her Dee. Ha, yeah maybe he shouldn’t be all complimentary with her all the time. "Well you may be pretty, but your personality is enough to scare anyone off" he said as he gently punched her in the shoulder, just messing about with her. "well if you say so then" he said, not really accepting the compliment or anything, he did get a little embarrassed sometimes. Yeah, he was getting a little embarrassed, he didn’t want to make them.

"no, i look a mess... and i really need to get some clean clothes on" he said, he hated what he was wearing, it was the only thing that he thought would have looked good that morning, but now had realised what a mis-take. One he didn’t want to make again, what ever he had been thinking in the morning god knows. "yeah that sounds good to me, as i said your choice" he smiled."yeah you have to come with me, even if you don’t want i’m afraid, but thats only if you still want to choose."

[melanie]

no need to explain it

"Well, thank you." Andie laughed. "I know, everyone's always busy." She frowned a little. William was like, her best friend, but she never go to see him and when she did it was just a quick 'hello' and 'how are you' conversation. She couldn't remember the last time they actually hung out. Andie rolled her eyes, "And you wouldn't make any money." Cause that's what every band needed, merch being given away.

"Oh, shut up." She turned her face away from him. "I'm not embarassed." Hearing his next comment, she felt a new blush coming on and she fought it off. She swatted his hand away when he punched her and mumbled, "Jerk." Andie laughed, "I do think so. And 99.99% of the female population." She smiled at him, laughing a little.

Andie shook her head. "Whatever you say!" She paused, thinking for a moment. "Meet back here in like.. ten minutes?" Andie laughed. "I think I'll take my chances with choosing." Andie trusted that Will wouldn't take her anywhere that would caus eher harm, so she wasn't too scared.

[william beckett]

When you actually had to work all the time though he loved what he did so he couldn’t really complain too much, it was like having the best job ever... and thinking of as it wasn’t even a job cuz it meant he got to hang out with his friends all day and meet new people and all that jazz. yeah but we’d be one of the most loved bands on tour if we just gave away all our stuff, and plus I’m not in this for the money he smile back at her. But yeah he needed the money to be able to buy new things to keep the band going... like... amplifiers and other stuff like that. Ha.

yep sure your not embarrassed, you just don’t like looking at me so you turn away he said as he ran his hands through his hair again, before walking so he was standing next to Andie again. He laughed as she called him a jerk, yep, i may be a jerk but you love me for my jerkiness he laughed. Yeah he didn’t care, he knew she was only messing about at least he hoped she was only messing about else he’d have been pretty pissed but yeah he just wasn’t. well all the female population are wrong then... they must be he stated though, yeah a small smile was playing across his lips. He was pleased with what she’d said.

i do say he didn’t want his clothes to start smelling, cuz well that’d just have been gross, normally on tour he really didn’t care what he wore when but now he was around people alot more he had to change his clothes regularly, which sucked but it was all good, he enjoyed the company really. yeah, that’ll be enough time, and you saying you trust me could be the biggest mistake you’ll ever make he said, as he turned away from Andie, and started walking out the tent so he could go back to the tour bus.

[melanie]

no need to explain it

Andie laughed, shaking her head. "Too bad you need the money for stuff like food. So, if it wasn't for me, you'd be starving and unclothed on the streets." She smiled at him, laughing slightly. Of course, he probably wouldn't be living on the streets, unclothed and starving, but oh well.

"It's not that. I have something in my eye!" She laughed a little, knowing she had lost that one. She was very embarrassed, but she wouldn't outright admit it. "Oh, of course. Except, not really." She smiled at him again. She was just joking, it'd be mean to say she hated him. Andie pretended to thinkk about it for a few seconds. "Hmm.. I guess so. But maybe not. I think they just like you for your body."

Andie laughed. "Don't make me regret trusting you." She headed off to the tour bus she was in so she could hurry and change. She changed into one of the only nice outfits she had brought on tour with her. Since she was finally going out, she might as well have fun and get dressed up. She gave up on her hair after a few seconds of messing with it and pulled it over one shoulder. She redid her eyeliner, made sure her ID was in her bag and started walking back to meet up with Willy.

[william beckett]

"i could live with out, i know you’d give me food and clothes and what ever i needed" he laughed at her, yeah he sort of did need the money oh well, he’d totally lost that, he’d just get her back later. "yeah, but if i was unclothes on the streets all the ladies would love it really, so i’m sure some poor soul would take pitty on me and give me what ever i was looking for" apart from the fact he wouldn’t ever take charity from strangers, he would be sorted for living on the streets. "so i’m set for living rough" he laughed, damn, he really wouldn’t last a day on the streets he was really just a wimp.

He laughed not even wanting to press the matter, he didn’t want to embarrass her any more than she already was. He had been right though and that was all that really mattered. She was way too proud to actually just admit she was embarrassed though, he would have been too though if he had been in the same situation. "well those that like me for my body can have it, though, i don’t see why’d they’d like my body the rippling muscles seem to have missed me out majorly, so yeah if you like skin and bones then i’m theres" yeah he knew he didn’t have much in the way of muscles on his body, they’d seemed to totally miss him out. Which would had been a shame, but he lived with it.

"don’t worry andie, you’ll never even want to see me again, never mind not trust me" he shouted as they headed off in different directions. He was soon at the tour bus, as he pushed the door open which had been left unlocked as normal. Stupid idiots, he walked to wards the bunks were he knew he’d left some of his clothes.

Before grabbing up his pants, t-shirt he quickly got changed in the bunks area, before he heard a voice shouting at him. will, keep yourself covered up please... he recognised Andys voice straight away, "shut up, i’m going out... unlike some lazy shits who just lie about all day and do fuck all" he laughed. have fun on the pull then, don’t embarrass yourself too much dude will sighed, typical andy really. "well just so you know i’m going to a club with Andie, so unless she likes me i doubt anythings gonna happen" he walked out the bus, grabbing his converse of the floor as he went. He stood outside for a second as he slipped the shoes onto his feet, he walked back to were he was meant to be meeting up with Dee. He didn’t know why but he did feel slightly nervous about the night that was about to take place.

[melanie]

no need to explain it

"That's true. I could never live with myself if I let you die like that!" She laughed. Andie laughed. "Agreed. You could just pick up some hit, rich chick and be like 'I sing and play guitar' and she'd be all over you." Unless that happened, William would never be able to live on the streets. Someone would pull a gun on him or something like that.

"You shouldn't just go around saying that. People might take you seriously." She laughed. William didn't have a body covered in muscles, but none the less, it wasn't bad.

Once Andie was back at the spot her and Will were gonna meet up at, she started to get nervous. She wasn't sure why. She had hung out with him before, it's not like it was the first time they had hung out. But it was the first time they had actually went to a club, or something of that sort. She leaned against one of the few table left, waiting for him. She started chewing on her lip as she waited. It seemed he was taking forever, even though she was probably early. She had rushed to get ready.