MrShadowzs's new story (untitled)

"Amazing" she said aloud but still somehow to herself, staring wide eyed at the carnival of lights and sound in front of her.
"WHAT WAS THAT RYANN" yelled Shara who was standing right next to her.
"Oh nothing" said Ryann who was barely audible over the sound of the band.
"WHAT" Shara yelled again.
"NEVER MIND" Ryann yelled back, Shara just shrugged and went back to looking at the band. All of the bodies in this small room were jumping up and down to the beat of the music, as if it was commanding them, some of the people did seem almost possessed. Fester and The Carnies was the name of the band, they were labeled as something called "Horror Punk" which Ryann had never heard of, but she could see why. All of their lyric sounded like something that should be in a old horror movie, it was gross, weird, and downright creepy, and Ryann loved it. The guitarist stuck the last note of the song.
"Thank you and good night" said the singer and the crowed roared in applause, but Ryann just stood there in shock.
"Hey Ryann you okay" said Shara.
"Okay" said Ryann like it was a question, but then she basically exploded "I'M GREAT" she said "that was so amazing"
Shara laughed "well I'm glad you liked it". Ryann simply nodded in confirmation, Shara grabbed Ryann's hand "hey wanna go meet them".
"What" said Ryann shocked "seriously".
"Yeah, I'm friends with the drummer" said Shara with a smile, and without waiting for a reply dragged Ryann to the door near the side of the stage. The whole, club I guess you would call it, was empty by now and no one would have cared if the had gone through that door either way. They went down a short hallway with hardly enough room for a tiny person like Ryann, at the end they could hear voices.
"HEY JOHNNY" yelled Shara when the entered the room at the end of the hallway. The room had a few couches and a checker board floor in the middle of the room was a coffee table. All of the member were standing, as if they were just fighting, you could cut the tension in the room with a knife.
"Ummmm" said Shara "hi", seriously that's the best she could come up with. The one guy who had had a black mo hawk, who Ryann remembered as the singer, just gave them both dirty looks, pushed past both of them, and waled out, slamming the door on his way.
"Uhhhhh that egotistic son of a bitch" said the guy who had long blond hair and wore a tattered suite and glasses, who Ryann remembered was the guitarist. Shara turned to a somewhat chubby guy with short light brown hair, he was wearing a red t-shirt and jeans.
"What the hell happened Johnny" said Shara to the chubby guy, who Ryann assumed was Johnny.
"uhhhh well, ummmmm" said Johnny trying to put a full sentence together.
"Jack quite that band" said the guy with the suite very calmly.
"What seriously" said Shara "why"
"Said he couldn't stand us hogging all the spotlight, apparently just front man who gets all the attention wasn't good enough for him" Ryann just notice this guy had a slight English accent.
"Typical" said Johnny "he was always such a drama queen". There was a long pause, they guy in the suite finally noticed Ryann.
"Ohh didn't see you there" he said, Ryann looked around wondering if he was talking to her. This whole time she had just been hiding behind Shara.
"You must be Shara's friend I'm Reg" said the guy with the suite extending his hand out to Ryann, Ryann shook his hand.
"I'm Ryann" she said trying not to sound too excited.
"Hmmm" said Reg thoughtfully "that's a nice name" he smiled, she could tell he was kind of a lady killer.
"Ryann" said another voice "that's a funny name for a girl". Ryann looked to where the voice was coming from the couch, there sat and really tall guy with long snow white hair, he wore an white button up shirt with black pants and a black tie, Ryann remembered he was the bassist.
"What was that" Ryann said sounding kind of annoyed.
The guy looked up, Ryann was expecting for him to giving her a death stare but.
"Oh sorry" he said sounding truly sorry "I just thought it was weird for a girl to have a name like Ryan"
"It's spelled withe two n's" she said in a matter of fact tone.
"I see" he said, he started to float off "Oh right" he said and got up suddenly "I'm Alex" he said and stuck his hand out in a very robotic manner, Ryann took it, but he immediately pulled it back quickly and cried out in pain. Ryann looked down at her hand and saw.
"Blood" she said aloud, she looked and Alex was on the ground crying clutching his hand "what is it".
"NO DON'T LOOK" he yelled.
"Let me see" Ryann insisted, she grabbed him arm and, his hand was deformed and spewing blood everywhere it looked like it was melting. Ryann screamed, she fell to the ground, and Alex looked at her, now his face was covered in blood and, he started laughing, he took the deformed hand off of his arm and threw it at Ryann.
"Jeez Alex and you honestly need to pull that stunt all the time?"
"Hell yes" said Alex in between laughing "you're just way too uptight Reg, it's my job to make you all live a little." Ryann was still on the floor, Alex looked at her and smiled.
"Sorry about that, I couldn't help myself, your face was priceless." Ryann just sat there looking kind of pissed, Alex grabbed a towel and wiped off Ryann's hand, that was covered with fake blood, then his own face. He also helped Ryann to her feet.
"You okay" said Reg
"Yeah I'm fine" she said, she was still kind of pissed off.
"So anyway" said Alex as he sat down on the couch next to Ryann "did you like the show". Ryann was still pretty pissed, so she just turned to Reg and Johnny, who was sitting next to Shara.
"You guy were really good, it's was like noting I've ever heard" she said honestly.
"Hey thanks" said Reg, smiling at her, she liked Reg, and Johnny seemed pretty nice too. Alex however was... a little out there.
"So what are you guy's gonna do about the band" said Shara, all of them sighed.
"No clue" said Reg "we always knew Jack was kind of a dick, but we never really thought he would leave the band".
"Yeah" Johnny said in agreement.
"I glad he's gone" said Alex "was always too damn serious about everything, we can replace him with a computer or something, they have that now right."
"No I don't think we have that kind of money Alex" said Johnny.
"What" said Alex "you mean we arn't rolling in money and don't some cigars rolled between the thighs of virgins" he said this all in a thick sarcastic tone.
"Do they have those" said Shara asked.
"In Cube they do" said Alex completely straight faced. Ryann couldn't help but utter a giggle. Alex look at her with an expression of victory. And that was basically what happened for an hour or so. They would say something, Alex would make a witty/sarcastic comment, everyone would laugh, and Ryann would try not to laugh, to no avail. Ryann looked down at her watch and noticed that is was almost ten.
"HOLY CRAP" she said and jumped up "I'm sorry I really have to go" she said.
"It's cool, we can drive you home" Ryann thought of what her dad would say if she came home with, a chubby guy, a blond english guy in a suite, and a guy with white hair partially cover in blood.
"I think I'll be fine" she said after very little thought "I don't live far from here"
"Hey I'll come with you" said Shara getting up form the couch.
"Thanks" said Ryann.
"Hey you should come see us again" said reg "just tell the guy at the door 'up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right' he'll let you in for free."
"Wow thanks" said Ryann, awesome free concert whenever. They all said goodbye and just as Ryann was walking out the door behind Shara.
"Hey Ryann" it was Alex's voice. She turned around and was about to ask what he wanted, except his face was about four inches away form her face and her voice got caught in her throat.
"I'm really sorry" he said in a voice that was a smooth as ice, and then he stared moving his face closer to her and put his arm around her back. Ryann couldn't say anything, her heart was beating fast, her head was cloudy.
"NOOO" she yelled and pushed him away with all her might, which wasn't much, and slammed the door in his face.
"STOP SLAMMING THE FUCKING DOOR" a voice yelled.
"Sorry" Ryann yelled back.
"Hey you okay" said Shara
"Did you see that, he was totally making a move one me" said Ryann frantically.
"Really" said Shara in a cool tone, as she took something off Ryann's back and handed it to Ryann, it was a sigh, it said 'Kick Me'. Ryann just stared at it, crumbled it up and threw it to the side of the hall.

“What was that jerks problem” Ryann was saying as she and Shara were walking away from the club, it was about 10 o’clock. The city was still lit up with neon lights, and people were still crowding the streets, Ryann’s house was at the top of a large hill near the edge of town.
“What are you talking about” said Shara with a slight hint of sarcasm in her voice.
“Don’t you start that too” said Ryann somewhat angrily.
“Haha do you really have that much of a problem with him, he seems nice enough and he’s really funny”
“No way he’s just a jerk who likes to tell jokes and play pranks”
“Whatever you say” They chatted about other things for a while as they walked through the streets with the cold wind blowing against them, they began to climb a long hill until they were standing out side of a large iron gate.
“I still can’t believe you live here” said Shara, a small hint of awe in her facial expression. Ryann’s house was big, not quite a huge mansion, but pretty close, it was a large iron fence all around and a fountain out front, with bushes of roses all around that made the air around it smell very sweet.
“Yep that’s what I get for being the daughter of two famous musicians” said Ryann, obviously proud of her father and mother. Her father was a cellist and her mother a singer, they had toured the world together with their orchestra playing for the rich and famous.
“Well I’ll see you on Monday” said Shara and with that she turned and left. Ryann went up and pushed the button on the one side of the gate.
“Yes can I help you” said a somewhat old timey English voice.
“Walter it’s me, I’m home” she said in the most innocent voice she could muster.
“Miss Harker” said the voice in a very authoritarian tone “do you know what time it is”
“Yes I’m sorry Walter” she said
“Well do hurry in” as he said, with this the gate opened and Ryann began to walk up the hill to the grand manner that lay on top of the hill.

“You’re late” said Walter said as he opened the door for Ryann, he was a tall, old man, he had round spectacles and wore a suite with long coat tails, he had silver hair which had thinned out quite a bit and a sliver beard.
“Is dad angry with me” said Ryann as she took off her coat and handed it to Walter. Ryann doubted her father was angry with her, he wasn’t that type of man, and as if on cue.
“Ryann” said a lound booming voice from the top of the long stair case in the end of the large foyer. There stood Ryann’s father Jonathan Harker, he was a tall man with short black hair, his face showed sighs of age and had a very serious look to it.
“I’m home” said Ryann is a small voice, she was like this when her father was so serious, when he was serious he was very intimidating, however. A huge smile came across her dad’s face, and he started to run down the stairs.
“Oh Ryann I was so worried” he said as he wrapped his arms around her, almost crushing her. Ryann’s father could be serious and quite intimating, but when he was around Ryann he usually chose not to be.
“Okay dad” said Ryann trying to push her father off of her.
“Ryann” yelled another voice from the top of the stair case. †˜Why is everyone yelling’ Ryann thought to herself. There on the top of the stair case now was Ryann’s mother Mina Harker, she was of average height, with a slender body and had long black hair, like Ryann, she was in her night gown. “What are you doing home so late” she said, just like Ryann’s father her mother was pretty intimidating when she was serious.
“I’m sorry” she said “after the concert, I stayed and talked with the band for a while and lost track of time.” She really hoped that they wouldn’t get to mad at her, she just kept on staring at her feet while her parents were in silence.
“Well” said her mother in a softer voice “It’s not like you were that late and you are almost eighteen so I guess we can let it go this time.” Ryann sighed “but it better not happen again, and if you’re going to be out later call us” said her mother in a harsher tone, Ryann nodded franticly.
“Now with that out of the way” said Ryann’s father clapping his hands together “how was the concert, what kind of band was it, you said you met them what were they like.” That last question was her dad’s way of saying †˜if they were mean to you I’ll cut their throats with a rusty dagger’, her dad was very interested in music, he like to try and keep up with all the “kids these days”, he usually failed.
“It was good” Ryann said with a smile on her face, she really didn’t want to say they were a horror band, so she just told them it was Punk-rock “and as for the band, the one guy was a kind of chubby guy who plays drums, Shara seemed kind of friendly with him” Ryann thought about that, Johnny did seem like the type of guy Shara would like, not to out there, and really a nice guy, and he wasn’t that bad looking, “the guitarist had like, long blond hair and had a really tattered suit, oh and he also sounded English” Walters ears perked up a bit, and Ryann laughed a little to herself.
“And the bassist” Ryann stopped and thought “he was an asshole.”
“Ryann” said her mother “watch your mouth.”
“Sorry” she said and looked down at her feet, and then she noticed that her father was talking to Walter, probably asking where the nearest gun shop was.
“He was just kind of a goof, didn’t take anything seriously even when their singer quit right in front of us” said Ryann, just remembering that little detail.
“Really the singer quit right there” said her mother “odd.”
“It’s too bad” her father said, thoughts of vendetta passing “to many good bands are breaking up now, like the Backstreet Boys” he said this completely seriously. Ryann sighed to herself, and then started to yawn; she just now realized how tired she was.
“I’m going to go to bed” she said stretching.
“Yeah” said her father “me too, coming dear.”
“Yes I suppose” said her mother with a sarcastic smile.

Ryann went into her room and locked the door; she didn’t really feel like changing into her pajamas, so she just took off her shirt and pants and flopped down in bed. She put her hands to her chest; she could feel her heart beating. She squeezed her breast and scowled.
“Damn it” she said aloud, now that it was final quite she could tell her ears were still ringing a little form the concert, the concert, and all of sudden she saw a tall guy with long white hair in her mind, she could feel her face getting hot.
†˜What the hell am I thinking about him for’ she thought †˜he’s just some playboy jerk, who likes to play pranks and tell jokes’ she tried to think about Reg instead, †˜Yeah he’s nice unlike him, and well mannered unlike him, and he’s really good at guitar unlike him and and…’ and why was she comparing Reg to him.
Was it because he had tried to kiss her. †˜Well he was pretty handsome’ she thought †˜maybe he has some tragic back story, and that is why he goofs off so much’, but she knew that wasn’t true. She lay there, trying not to think at all, listening to the faint ringing in her ears, she clutched her pillow.
†˜He doesn’t know I’m rich, so why would he like someone like me’ there was silence then Ryann started laughing aloud †˜or at least that’s what the heroin of a romantic drama would say’ she thought and smiled †˜but maybe he’s really not that bad, but he’s still kind of a weird jerk, who knows maybe I do just like weird guys.’ When the storm of thought inside Ryann’s head had finally died down she drifted off into sleep. In stories like this, the heroin would dream of her love interest, but that night Ryann did not dream about white haired guys covered in fake blood. She dreamed about horror movies and all the monsters that went with them.

NEXT TIME ON Ryann and the Carnies: Ryann goes to school and realizes that he’s, there too, what will she do, what will he do (probably something stupid) find out next time.