before the show

Who was that girl? Just a figment of Ellie's imagination?

Eric put her black hair up in two ponytails, high on the sides of her head. The dress was uber short but with the black fishnet stockings well, it some how set the mood of something dark and perhaps frighteningly fun or punkish school girl.

The key is, he told her was to make sure to wear socks under the fishnets. "We'll be standing for a long time and those fishnets can cut into your feet."

"What? You're not going to tell me you've gone in drag to some of these concerts, are you?" She smirked, but deep down she wanted to know the truth.

"No, I have not," he winced. "Its my sister who's all into the scene queen stuff. Good thing she's not here, or I'm sure it would be all wrong. I just want you to have some fun tonight. You deserve some fun. That's all." He then went back to look for some more of his sister's stuff she'd left behind. He tossed her some long black stockings. "Now these are simply sexy. They'd out do those fishnets anytime." They were the thigh high black socks. Ellie had to admit they were more comfortable than the fishnets. But still she felt shockingly nothing like herself. And she was ecstatic to be dressed up as someone else. At least for the moment.

Although, it might not be so much fun afterwards when she came home. She was a tad nervous about that. "Maybe I should change though, you know, before I go home." Of course, that would mean removing black nail polish and black lipstick, too.

"Of course." He shrugged with a silly grin. "I love it. I do. You're fantastic. We should get on stage. Really. It would be brilliant.'"

"I can't sing." Except in the shower, and she had no clue if she was any good or not. Probably not. No one would ever know.

"All you have to do is scream, anyway. It doesn't mater, you know. At least at the concert. You just let the music pump through you. Really, thats all there is to it. Its amazing." With that they were ready for the show.

He sported his striped MSI T-shirt with his dark skinny jeans. They wore their black Converses for comfort and thought it was probably time to get in line for the concert.

It was there at the line, waiting to get through security, she thought she saw Roxie waiting in the ticket line. Of course, she was all in her true scene queen beauty, sporting pink mascara in her black hair. Pink was her color. Pink fishnets. Pink skirt. Ellie thought she might be nausea.

"Whats wrong?" Eric asked who wrapped himself around her as if she were untouchable.

"I just thought I saw somebody I knew." She sighed.

"Yeah, I see some people I know too." He told her from work. Finally they went through security and got to the main floor where the stage was. There was just a small crowd gathering. They mingled where the merchandise was located.

"You want something?" There were a variety of t-shirts. "Hey, how about the dress. Never seen anyone in one of those." It was a short polo shirt dress with MSI's emblem. It was a bit more expensive than the t-shirts.

"I guess." She was a bit overwhelmed. Looking around at tattooed bare backs and strange piercings on faces. Then she saw him. Kyle was here.