Riot's POV:
As we pull up I see my favorite person run out, my guitarist Michael. He's been my rock through everything. When I wanted to tell my parents that I wanted to leave, he gave me the courage to tell them. He makes me smile when I'm down. To be honest, I almost feel like it's developed more than a friendship. Anyways, that's a story for another day! I get out of the car and he runs up and hugs me, spinning me around. "Let go of me dipshit!" I yell laughing. He chuckled replying, " I really missed you". I grab my stuff, say goodbye to the girls, and walk inside. "Where is everyone else?" I say. "Oh, they went to a farmers market or something". I reply ok and move on. We talk for hours about nothing and then the question I've been avoiding comes up, "where's Damon?". I explain my situation again and he listens the entire time. He says something that I can't believe, "Good you deserve better, like me". Wait, what the fuck?! Did he just say I deserve someone like him? Before I could say something, I hear the door open and a group of guys enter. Well, this is gonna be entertaining.
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Riot Rose
RandomRiot is a 18 year old badass. Straight out of high school, she leaves her hometown of Bensalem and joins her band in traveling to Los Angeles. With nothing but a suitcase and money she saved up from waitressing, how will her life end up? * It's turn...
