The Lust For Life!, chapter 1

Green day were heading for the stage to do their thing when we (My band, Advazery and I) had just finished our little rock and roll feast.

The crowd went wild when they saw Billie Joe, Mike and Tré walk onto the stage. It was like a sea of screaming monsters out there, but Green day kept their cool, until they started playing their guitars and drum and jumping around the stage, that was when they lost it completely.

We were sitting back stage in our tour bus when we heard a hollow.
"ADVAZERY! QUICK! HURRY UP!" it was our manager David, he was running towards the bus screaming out our names with joy.
"Nikki, Beckie, Alexis, move your butts out there and on stage. Billie Joe's just called your names out for the duet band song." We all looked at David as if to say 'What the fuck are you going on about?'.
"You know the song you guys done for Billie Joe's wife, Adie. Yes remember now, good, NOW MATCH MY LITTLE ROCK AND DREAD ARTISTS!"

We jumped up with excitement and ran with our guitars; drum sticks in Alexis's case, to the stage.

"You know who they are! You heard them just a little while ago, put your hands together for, the one the only ADVAZERY! WOAH HOA! YOU KNOW YOU MAKE ME WANNA SHOUT!" Billie Joe's voice chased though our rapidly beating hearts.
We ran out on stage and made the crowd scream one of the lights down, which hit Tré Cool in the head. Glass flew everywhere. The whole stadium went silent, a massive grasp spread across the audience.

Alexis, Beckie, Mike and Billie Joe all ran over to see what happened and if Tré was all right. I was frozen I couldn't move, my heart skipped a few beats as I heard it fall, then when the crash came I dared not look around. I stood there in the middle of the stage frozen stiff, then I heard a voice, a weak hardly even noticeable voice come from behind me.

"Owww... my head... Nikki are you there? NIKKI WHERE ARE YOU?" it was Tré, he was calling out for me looking around nervously, flicking his eyes from one person to another, looking for a familiar face, or a recognizable voice.
"Yes! I'm here Tré! What's wrong?" as I called this across the stage the others just stared at me with a 'you can clearly see what's wrong' face.

I slowly crept over towards him, unsure of what to do, and I didn't understand why Tré was calling me instead of Billie Joe or Mike, I mean he's known them a hell of a lot longer...
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