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"So What's With The Nickname?"
By I'mTheFuckingWildOne

 



A woman with thick eyeliner, and a piercing sat a crossed from me in a
larger blue zebra striped chair, while I stayed still in a black velvet one. The woman known as
Juliya gave a quick smile and waited for the camera man, who I learned to be Doug, say "Go."

"Hi there, Fuse watchers, I'm Juliya with a very good, old friend of the legandary band Avenged
Sevenfold." She glanced over at me. "If you would please introduce yourself to all the fans."

I took a quick deep breath and gave a small smile to the camera. "Hi, Avenged Junkies," I gave a
chuckle. "I'm Tara, or sometimes known as Cherry," I smirked. No turning back now, I thought to
myself.

"So what's with the nickname?" Juliya looked at me. "Is Cherry what you've always been call, or did
the members of Avenged give you the name?"

I chuckled, nodding. "Yeah, uh I got it around the first time I met them, well, Brian, he gave it to
me, for certain... Reasons." I smiled.

Juliya chuckled. "What are those certain reasons?"

I took a deep breath recalling the moment. "I was inoccent, well, it seemed like it at least."

"Inoccent huh?" Juliya chuckled. "Well tell us more about when you first met the the
guys."

I looked down at my lap, thinking. "I was fourteen, just a freshmen in highschool, and a nobody to
say the least." I looked at Juliya. "It was the end of the day at Huntington, and I was waiting for
my ride with my friends, which was late like normal." I chuckled. "And I wanted a cigarette. I saw
both of the Matt's, Valary, Zack, Brian and Jimmy was off a little bit, near the school annoying a
couple of cheerleaders along with the boys friend Cameron." I smiled looking down.

"Was that a normal thing Jimmy would do?" Juliya asked.

I nodded, a small smile still on my face, playing with my necklace. "He liked to fuck with
everyone." I let a chuckle escape from my mouth, letting go of my necklace. "Anyway, I strolled
over, asked and I was kinda laughed at by them, because I was too young to be smoking." I laughed.
"After that I walked back a little embarrassed, but half way back, Brian stopped me and gave me the
best fucking cigarette known to man, in his words." I smiled as the moment that started it all
flooded through my mind.

1998

My friend Micky and I laughed as we watched two seniors messing around with a handful of
cheerleaders. I glanced over away at the two senior's group of friends. I guy I knew of to be Matt
Sanders was smoking a cigarette, he looked damn sexy doing it too while his girlfriend leaned
against him, and their friends talked casually. But suddenly I noticed a boy who didn't come to
Huntington.

"Hey, who's that guy?" I pointed towards them. Micky glanced to where I was pointing and she
shrugged. "Mick, you got any cigarettes?" I looked at her.

"No, you know I got in trouble for that shit." I rolled my eyes as she went on saying that I needed
to quit.

"Hey I got an idea," Micky stopped talking. "Shut up." Micky glared at me and I laughed. "And ask
one of them for one for me."

Micky glanced back over and shook her head. "Fuck that, that shit would be awkward."

I sighed. "Please?" I whined, while she just shook her head. After a minute of begging, I took a
deep breath and stood up. "Fine, I'll do it myself." I walked slowly over alittle afraid. As I
approached the older teens, they each looked over stopping their conversation. "Hey, I know this is
really random, but can I bum a cigarette?"

The group stayed quiet for a moment. "How old are you?" The dark haired girlfriend asked,
smirking.

"Fourteen." I said slightly lifting my shoulders.

"Uh, you're a little too young." I heard a bit of snobbiness in her voice, which as did the other
teens, causing them to laugh.

"Uh, a no would have been fine." I muttered turning away, rolling my eyes.

I started walking back to my friends. Half way to them, I heard a "aye girl!" Which caused me to
stop and turn around seeing the guy that didn't go to Huntington High, jogging to me.

"Here." He held a cigarette out for me, in his hand.

I took it, with a small smile on my face. "Thanks." I played with it in my hands.

He shrugged. "No prob." He smiled. "I remember being younger and having no cigarettes at times." He
chuckled, as I dropped. He then bent down picking it up for me. "I'm Brian, by the way." He said as
he handed it back to me.

"I'm Tara," I said giving a timid smile.

"Cute name... Well, nice to meet you."

I nodded. "Yeah you too." There was short pause. "Are you like new here? Cause I haven't seen you
before."

"Oh uh, no, I'm here just picking their asses up." Brian motioned to the group. "But my fucking car
died, so were waiting for another ride."

I laughed, causing him to chuckle. "Well, that sucks."

"Yeah, but then you would have gotten the best fucking cigarette known to man." He smirked.

"How is it the best?"

"Well, first because they're Marlboro, and second because it's from me." Brian smirked, wiggling his
eyebrows. Oh my, God. Is he flirting with me? I thought to myself.

I giggled, loosing my train of thought. "Uhh," was all I could manage to get out as I felt myself
blush.

"Well, I see that I'm making you blush." Brian laughed, causing me to set my hand over my face. "I
should probably get my car fixed, so that I can make you giggle and blush on a daily basis."

I dropped my hand, raising a eyebrow at him. "I doubt, you would want to do that on a daily basis."


"And why not?"

"Well, I'm just some kid compared to you all. Soo I doubt your friends want me to be hanging around
them." I shrugged.

Brian shrugged also. "Who cares? You can be my friend." He smiled looking down at me. "You know,
you're kinda inoccent." I raised an eyebrow and he laughed. "If were gonna be friends I'm gonna have
to give you a nickname." He thought for a moment.

"Tara! Get your ass over here!" I heard my Dad yell. I turned looking at him, seeing him with a
smirk on his face. Crap, I thought to myself.

"Aw, you're blushing again." Brian laughed.

"Uh I gotta go, bye," I slowly started walking to my Dad's car.

"Bye Cherry!" I heard Brian call out to me as I climbed in to the car.

I smiled looking at him then down at my lap. "Who was that?" My Dad asked. I shook my head,
shrugging. "What's that in your hand?" I held the cigarette up, and my Dad tossed me a lighter.
"Have at it."

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I decided to redo this cause I got totally off track with this before and the So Far Away video made
me want to change it to the way it should have been originally.
sorry for any fuck ups if there is any
uhhh review :)


 

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