Chapter Twenty

Everyone was screaming, pressing together as Billie walked down one side of the audience. People turned and reached out to touch him, their hands trailing over whatever the could reach. He smiled at the fans, occasionally stopping to reach toward them. The shrieks of his fans grew louder anytime he did so.

 

"She's a rebel, she's a saint. She's salt of the earth and she's dangerous," Billie sang as he reached the stage again, climbing up the steps to stand in front of everyone. "She's a rebel, vigilante. Missing link on the brink of destruction. She's a rebel, she's a rebel. She's a rebel and she's dangerous."

 

Billie lowered his head, holding the microphone high and toward the crowd.

"She's a rebel, she's a rebel. She's a rebel and she's dangerous," the crowd sang before breaking into an applauding scream.

 

Billie backed away from the edge of the stage as he pushed his hair back.

 

"Thank you," Billie said as he looked around. "Thank you. You've been a really great crowd tonight."

 

Everyone screamed, whistling and clapping. Some people were screaming for another song. Billie and the boys simply laughed.

 

"As much as we'd love to play some more for you guys, we have to end our show here," Billie laughed. "We promise to come back on our next tour, so hopefully we'll see all of you guys then."

 

"We will be joining Muse outside after the show if anyone wants autographs and pictures," Mike added as he walked up to stand next to Billie.

 

Tré stood up and walked up to the front of the stage. He tossed one of his drumsticks into the mosh pit, people instantly pushing and shoving to get it, and threw the other one farther back. Some people jumped, trying to catch it before it went by them, but it was too high for any of them to reach.

 

"Thank you so much, Massachusetts," the boys said as they stood next to one another. "We'll see you all next time. Be sure to stop for an autograph before leaving tonight."

 

The boys walked off the stage, disappearing from sight. Ingrit turned to face Amanda, her eyes shining in excitement.

 

"Amanda, they're next," she gasped, shaking slightly. "My boys are next!"

 

Amanda smiled and laughed.

 

"Oh, so now you show your excitement," she joked. "Don't know how you were able to stay calm for so long."

 

Ingrit pushed her, laughing as well.

 

"How long will it take for Tokio Hotel to set up," Amanda asked. "The same as Green Day?"

 

"Probably," Ingrit answered with a curt nod.

 

She was too busy leaning over the barrier, trying to see if she could see anyone backstage. Billie and Mike were talking to someone, but she didn't know who. Without getting off the barrier, Ingrit turned her head slightly to talk to Amanda, still trying so see if she could locate anyone else.

 

"We're staying after the show to get some autographs," she said.

 

"What," Amanda asked, leaning closer to Ingrit. "I can't hear you if you don't look at me. Not when we're here, anyway."

 

"I said that we're going to be staying after the show to get some autographs," Ingrit repeated, still not turning to face Amanda.

 

"Well no duh," Amanda replied with a laugh. "I wasn't going to leave until I got an autograph, you should know that."

 

Ingrit just smiled at Amanda before she turned her head to look backstage again; Billie and Mike were no longer in her line of vision. She frowned slightly for a moment before she tried leaning forward just a few more inches. There were people walking back and forth as Green Day's set was taken down, but Ingrit didn't see anymore band members.

Reviews

[Jennika has a short att..]

Ugh. I was so hoping to read about Tokio Hotel. I have to say, I've never been this excited to read a fanfiction before. Hurry up cuz I want to see what happens next.

[Sseoni]

Gosh, Neeeks! You're killing me here with all of the anticipation and stuff, but I guess I'll have to wait until the next chapter comes out! Great chapter! Nice imagery and everything! Keep writing! :D