I was laying in my double bed
with my small cat, Carmichael curled up at my feet reading a romance
novel. I peeked up from the book to
glance at the yellow alarm clock across from me on my bureau. In blinding red numbers, it read 11:23. I yawned once and pulled my floral duvet a
little snugger coming back to the enticing novel.
Just as I was getting to the good part, the music
started. Then the thumping
footsteps. Then the loud, drunken
singing. The neighbors above me did this
every few weekends. I looked at the
clock and it read 12:15. Always around
the same time. They seemed to tire
themselves out though and were usually quiet or asleep by 1:30. I’ve never gone and complained to them about
being so loud, but I might have to tonight.
I have a job interview in the morning for a positioning
doing marketing for a band. Living in
LA, there were bands everywhere and they were always looking for representation
and consultants. The band that I would
be working with is called Black Veil Brides.
Waiting for the music and drunken antics to end, I pulled my laptop from
the other side of my bed to where I was sat and put down my novel. I put on some of the band’s music and popped
in my headphones. I then pulled up Pinterest
and went scrolling away.
I woke up a while later to see my alarm clock displaying
3:05 in those same bright red numbers. I
searched for the source of what woke me up and was met with the cheers of the
upstairs neighbors. The headphones had
fallen from ears after falling asleep and all I could hear was the loud noises
coming from upstairs. And with that, I
was faced with a choice. I could either
try to fall back asleep, even though I was now wide awake, or I could go
upstairs and face the loud neighbors and ask them to quiet down. I laid on my bed a while longer, debating and
weighing my options and with a loud crash from the ceiling, I knew my decision
was made for me.
I hoisted myself up and threw on my slippers. I was wearing a loose Motley Crue tee and
plaid pajama pants. My hair was a
tangled mess, so I threw it up into a pony tail. Grabbing my phone, I headed for the door to
go plead with the neighbors. I glanced
at the clock on my way out and it read 3:14.
I climbed the stairs to the foreign floor of my building
to the apartment above mine, 33C. I
approached the door, tugging on my tee and readjusted my thick glasses. I knocked as loud as I could to try and
overpower the raucous laughter. As soon
as I had, the noises stopped short and from the other side I could hear “Dammit
CC it’s probably a neighbor or the cops, I told you to be quieter!” I held in a
smile and waited for someone to open the door.
I heard a loud rumble of steps and then the door was quickly flung open and
I was met with five attractive men staring me down.
“Hi, can we help you? You aren’t a cop right?” The one on
the far side asked. He had long black
hair, well they all did, but his eyes were a piercing blue. I smiled and let a chuckle slip out.
I’m not a cop. I live below you guys and
was wondering if you wouldn’t mind quieting down? I have a big job interview in the morning.” I
explained, trying not to sound to cross.
yeah of course, sorry about that, we’ll settle down. Good luck with your interview!” the one with
brownish hair called as they shut the door with a wave. I trudged back down the stairs to my
apartment, 22C, and crawled back in to bed.
I was then lulled to sleep by the quiet.
Waking up after only 3 and half hours of sleep was miserable. I woke up around seven to my blaring alarm
and quickly showered and changed into a red pencil skirt, black and white
striped top, and black blazer. I wore my
hair up in a bun and threw on some sandals, rushing to get out the door on
Pulling into the lot of the studio the clock read 8:53,
meaning I was running a tad on the late side for my 9:00 interview. I climbed out of my car, tugging my skirt
down and making sure I looked alright. I
grabbed my yellow purse and made my way into the building. I opened the door in a rush walking up to the
“Hi, I have an interview for the marketing position for
Black Veil Brides.” I said as politely as I could muster.
“YOU!” I heard and spun around. I was faced with the five boys from last
night, “Why are you here?” The one I can only assume is their front man
“I’m interviewing to work for Black Veil Brides as a
marketing consultant” I said backing off and wondering why they were here.
“Well clearly you aren’t much of a fan then, hi, I’m Andy
Biersack, and we’re Black Veil Brides.”
So I am re-doing my giveaway, because my other one sucked. Anyway I reached past my goal of followers so that’s why I am doing this. All this stuff is mostly brand new. I am ending it on April 17th so that’s plenty of time to reblog as many times as you can. But I have one rule, You can only reblog, Likes DON’T count.
1. Van Halen: Best of Both Worlds, Ozzy Osbourne: Blizzard of Ozz, The Who: Greatest Hits, Metallica: Black Album.
2. The Osbournes Season 1, Megadeth: Greatest Hits, Prince and The Revolution: Purple Rain Motion Picture Soundtrack, Ozzy Osbourne: Randy Rhoads Tribute.
3. AC/DC Live at Donington
4. (This comes all shipped together) Music Keeps My Heart Beating, Jimmy Page 1973, Jimmy and Robert 1975, Randy Rhoads ‘81, Metallica Backstage, Megadeth Logo, James Hetfield Live, Led Zeppelin '68, Randy and Ozzy '82, Beatles Guitar, Beatles '65, Jimi Hendrix '69, Jimmy Page '73, Misfits Logo, Anthrax and Metallica.
5. Medium AC/DC Highway To Hell, Small The Doors Live August 5th, Meduim Rolling Stones Logo through the years, Small Guns n Roses Appetite for Destruction, Misfits Feind Meduim Skull, Large Motley Crue Concert Tee 30th Aniversey.
6. Small Real Demin Homemade Ramones Vest, Large Led Zeppelin Pullover.
7. Size 7 Pastal Orange Vans (Goes with Rolling Stones shirt)
8. 47 Led Zeppelin Double Sided picture collection 1968-1980 (This comes as one)
Well thats all I got people, remember it ends April 18th!!!! So REBLOG REBLOG REBLOG. Also Likes don’t count and yeah so do it people, you all know how bad you want these things!!!!