Second Rate Groupies — Brieanna Robertson

"I suppose, in the end, it really comes down to a choice you have to make yourself: Live in the shadows because it's much easier, or chase the small glimmers of gold, choosing to believe that, if you follow them, they will lead you to oceans of it…" That's what we were doing, chasing the glimmers of gold. We needed something to believe in again, my two best friends and I. After disastrous relationships and a dead-end, grunt labor job, we were burnt out on life and even more burnt out on men. The only thing that made us happy, that we all had in common, was a metal band we adored. So, on a whim, we had decided we would follow them on their tour across the West Coast. We needed some adventure, some fun, a step out of normality. What we got was mayhem. And what I got was a cocky, sexy security guard who was determined to pursue me despite my less than encouraging attitude. I had expected an adventure. What I'd received was a lesson in life, and a lesson in love. Some untouchable stars are not always out of reach, and sometimes real life can be better than fiction.