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My Biggest Dream
By *~TheRevsGirl~*

 



*scream!!!!*
Thousands and thousands of screams. I was screaming with them. The lights were
flashing, shining around the room red, purple, green, blue. My ears and eyes felt like they were
bleeding but it was all part of the fun.
The opening acts had finished and now we were waiting for the main reason we were all here.
Avenged Sevenfold.
The band that could step onstage and make hundreds of girls panties wet by just looking at them. The
band that gave almost all of us on this arena the strength to push forward and live our lives to the
fullest.
The minutes passed. 5, then 10, 20. We were getting impatient. Pretty soon the chanting began.
"Sev-en-fold, sev-en-fold, sev-en-fold!"
The three syllable chant pumping us up. Then the chant suddenly stopped. I looked toward the stage
to see a small gnome like man with a huge bass.
"Johnny!!!!" the ladies began to scream. But not me. Nope my sweetheart wasn't out yet, but
hopefully he would be soon.
Next came a short, kind of chubby man with snake bites and a cute bow tie.
"Zacky!!" they screamed. Still not me.
Next there was a tall, hansom, black haired buff guy out. He stood next to Zacky and began to grind
on him, making all of us laugh excitedly.
"Brian!!" nope not my turn yet.
Next came the biggest guy I've ever seen. god his arms were like colorfully tattooed tree branches.
His abs showed thru the tight man tank he wore.
"Matt!!!" yes I screamed a little, but then again how could you not?
Then he walked out. My tall, black haired, skinny, shirtless, drummer boy.
"JIMMY!!" I screamed as loud as I could. Loud enough, that I could only hear myself.
That first drum beat set us all off. The beginning to Critical Acclaim. As the song carried on the
deep tones of the bass and drums flowed through each and very one of us, it was as if our hearts
were beating as one.
About the 4th song in they played Dear God. I was there alone and had nobody to dance with, so I
stood there against the barricade, swaying back and fourth. I looked up at the stage and my heart
stopped. Jimmy was looking right at me. I lifted my arm, but stopped mid wave. He probably wasn't
looking at me. There were hundreds of other girls in here. But then he lifted his arm and waved!! I
screamed. My heart began to pound.
***
This was a sad time. The last songs were played, the band was in the tour bus, and we were kicked
out of the venue. I diet want to go home just yet, so I sat down on the curb and began to cry. I
have no idea why but crying seemed like a good idea when your heroes were gone.
I felt a tap on my shoulder and looked up. I was staring into the deep brown eyes of none other
than Brian Haner!!
"Are you alright??" he asked me, looking concerned.
"No!!" I replied, wiping my tears.
"Why?"
"Cause the concert is over!" I began to sob again.
"no no no! Don't cry!" he began. "come with me." he gestured and began running around the building.

I got up and followed him, but much to my dismay my shoe fell off and I ended up falling to the
ground. By the time I got up I had lost Brian. I sat there, feeling broken inside. Why do I have to
fuck everything up!!
"hey! Are you alright!?? That was quite a spill!" I looked to the left just as Johnny came out of
the side of the building.
"no! I lost Brian!"
"come with me! We'll find him." and we took off running.
We rounded the corner and Brian was leaning against the building, smoking a Marlborough.
"there ya are! I thought I lost ya." he chuckled. We walked into the building and into their
dressing room. Matt and Zacky were lounging on the couch playing Mario kart.
"well who's this?" Zacky asked.
"I-I'm Cass" I said. I was shaking like a leaf in the breeze. I couldn't believe 4/5 o my heroes
were right in front of me!! But where's Jimmy I wondered.
"I like your bow tie Zacky" I giggled. He took it off. got up and clipped it to my hair. I squealed
internally.
"you can keep that, I have 3 more just like it!" he said. I sat down between him and Matt and they
handed me a controller.
***
The guys let me walk around to the stage. Matt came with me as I came to Jimmy's drum set my stomach
started to do backflips. There were a few broken drumsticks around.
"Matt are those Jimmy's?" I all but shrieked.
"yeap!" he replied looking at me weirdly.
I picked up a few and shoved them in my bag. Then my hand hit something damp. I brought it too my
eyes and it was his shirt!!
"eeeeekk!!!" I shrieked. His shirt!! I threw that in my bag too as I sat down on his stool and
banged around a bit.
Then I all but shit my pants when somebody's colorful arms wrapped around my waist and lifted me
up.
"WHAT ER YEW DERN ON MER DRUMSERT??!!!"
"JIIIIMMMMMYYY!!" I girlishly shrieked. "it ls you it's really you!" I turned around and hugged his
waist.
"who else would it be?" he laughed with a the cutest, child like smile on his face.
"I'm Cass" I said holding out my hand. " and you are my hero" I continued.
"well Cass,"he started, taking my hand. "wanna go do something fun?"
"heck yes!!!"
We walked to the tour busses, the rest of the band were sitting around and drinking bear. Jimmy ran
in and grabbed a set of keys and we both piled into a white Audi.
He pulled into the ABC warehouse down the road and went inside. He grabbed my hand and led me to
two huge leather recliners in front of two really big t.vs.
"wait here." he said and took off.
When he came back he had a shopping cart full of electronics. A wii, two rock band guitars, and a
bunch of games. He hooked everything up and sat next to me.
I lost track of time as we played. Jimmy was an amazing person. There wasn't anybody he couldn't
make smile. Even the clerk as he kicked us out for disturbing the peace.
***
"how do you do that?" I asked him.
"do what?" he said with a puzzled look on his face. I was curled into his side as we sat on the
beach.
"make everybody love you with just one smile?" I replied.
" I don't know it just happens!" he laughed.
I couldn't believe what a day I had. I meet and hang out with my heroes! And being with Jimmy was
even better than I expected. But sadly, it was getting late and eventually, I had to go home.
"Jimmy I gotta get back..." I said sadly. As we walked to his car.
"but Cass you can't go!" he whined.
"Jim I gotta..." it felt as if my heart was breaking. A silent tear slid down my face.
"Cass don't cry, please it hurts. You're waaaaayyyy too beautiful to cry." he put his arm around me.

We pulled next to the guys tour bus and went inside of it. The band was sitting on the couch
watching tv. My face was tear streaked and probably red. I was an ugly crier.
"Cass!! Come live with us!" Jimmy exclaimed.
"yeah Cass!!!"
"heck yeah!!" the guys all agreed.
"you could be our merch girl!!" Zacky piped up.
"merch girl, merch girl, merch girl!!" they all chanted.
"guys, I would l---..."
And that's when I woke up.
The end :)


 

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