ETF, ISMFOF, and SIL on Warped Tour this year!!!

     I was going 90 on the highway when Gerard told me I was going to get us both killed.  "Then all our fans will hate you, even in death."  It seemed he can make jokes at any time.  I have really good control when I'm driving, but I can get distracted easily.  While I was laughing, I had drifted into another lane and had to swerve sharply to avoid rear-ending an innocent bystander.  "You know you're driving like you're on crack, right?"  He looked at me as if expecting something amazing to happen.  "Well, it's kinda nessecary now cuz we screwed around at the beach and forgot about time.  That was fun, though."  Right then I realized that I was soaking wet, as was Gerard.  Now my car was also soaking wet.  Dammit.  "For everyone's sake, and mental health, I hopw that Frankie's still asleep.  We left him and Meg alone for an hour and a half.  Shit, we're stupid!"  Gerard smacked himself on the head as if proclaiming his temporary stupidity.  "Oh God!  What's Meg's mom gonna say about this?  Haha!"  I slowed down a little, to 80, because we were almost there with 5 minutes left.  "Looks like we made it.  Now what are the guys gonna say about us being wet?"  We spent the last 2 minutes of the drive going over answers to that question, then climbed out of the car.  We went up to the room to find Ray and Bob playing Guitar Hero, Mikey making out with Meredith, and (surprisingly) Meg and Frankie talking, thankfully completely clothed.  "Did you guys crash into a lake or something?"  Mikey had turned away from Meredith for a minute.  "Close, but we could've with the way Jessica drove us back," Gerard joked.  "No.  Actually, we ended up pushing each other into the ocean."  Meg and Frankie were both now inspecting our wetness with looks that said 'I don't think that's all you did'.  Me, being able to read looks like that, said, "Oh my God, no!  You guys need to think about checking into an institution for the clincly insane because you two need help!"  "Well, no matter if you're covered in water or not, we have to leave now."  That was Bob, who had put down his plastic guitar of fury and had grabbed his suitcase.  The guys picked up their stuff and Meg, Meredith, and I followed then down to the bus.  We got our stuff from the car ans put it in the bus along with the guys'.  I put on a fresh pair of clothes and went back outside where everyone was.  I saw that Gerard had also changed and went over to him, coticing that Frankie and Meg and Mikey and Meredith must have each other mixed up because "those two" were still talking, while Meredith and Mikey were still making out.  This is the exact reason I'm a night stalker.  People are weird in the mornings.  Gerard put his arm around me and kissed my forehead.  "Glad to see you're dry," he said.  "Well, you're more inportant than I am, so you can't get sick.  If I get you wet and youg et a cold, people will kill me.  Again,"  I told him, implying that I should be the one being gald he's dry.  "Even though I may be loved around the world, doesn't change the fact that I'm glad you're dry.  And besides, I would probably stay with you if you got sick, even when we're on tour."  Aww!  "I would do the same for you.  Event though I'm not famous."  I kissed him and then we all got in the bus.  The random couples sat by each other, while Ray and Bob were left with themselves.  Finally, Meg and Frankie seemed to have returned to their old selves and so had Meredith and Mikey.  Gerard said he was going to sleep for a bit, so instead of going to one of the actual beds, he laid his head on my shoulder and closed his eyes.  I reached for my laptop and got on the internet.  Somehow I knew Jenna was going to be on, so we started messaging each other.

     Me:  hi! how're you and Zacky doing?

     Jenna:  really good. he seems to like me hahaha actually he asked me to be his gf

     Me:  awesomeness. i'm Gerard's gf now too. it was funny how he asked me tho

     Jenna:  how'd he do it?

     Me:  he acted like he was proposing. he got down on one knee and everything!

     Jenna: roflmao

     Me:  then we went outside to the beach and we pushed each other into the water for our honeymoon

     Jenna: lol why were you at the beach?

     Me:  we went to have breakfast

     The conversation went on like this for a little while, me typing *snore* every time Gerard made a sound.  Jenna eventually got off, she said Zacky wanted her.  I don't want to know what that meant.  I also messaged Jade and Sarah, then Gerard woke up.  "You know you talk in your sleep, right?"  I told him once he had his eyes fully open.  "What'd I say?" he asked.  "Just normal stuff.  But one time you did say 'Jess, I want a piglet'."  He started to laugh and ended up falling to the floor.  "Hey, it's actually kinda comfy down here."  I had anticipated his next move and so I set my laptop off to the side.  He grabbed onto my ankle and forced me down next to him.  "You have really pretty eyes,"  I said.  It was my turn to say something sweet.  "As do you."  "So why did you pick me and Meg at the mall?"  I had been wondering the answer to that question a couple hours after he gave the tickets to me, which I realized was just yesterday.  "I usually get emotionally attached to people who don't try to tackle me.  For real though, I just liked the fact that you didn't want to be just another person in the crowd.  You two were the only ones who did that, and the first girls I've ever seen not run toward anyone who says my name."  That was a good enough answer for me, so I curled up in his arma and fell asleep.

     "Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost..." - Avenged Sevenfold- Seize The Day 

     My alarm clock went off at 4:00 am and I silently cursed Gerard for being os irresistable.  I didn't have time to pack last night because I had to take Meredith to her car and call the readt of the gitls to tell them about going on tour.  I went into Meg's room, armed with a bucket of water.  I knew that that would be the only thing able to get her up this early.  Either that or Frankie Iero.  It's carzy how those two act around each other, like animals or something.  I poured the water over her head and she sat up and started cussing me out.  "What the fuck did you do that for?  You could have just shaken me or kicked me, dammit!  But no!  You have to go and pour gaddamn cold water all over me!  I could've drowned!"  "Come on and get packed.  We're going to see your beloved Frankie."  Even in her morning slur I could tell she temporarily hated me.  Of course she had spent the rest of last night IM-ing people about MCR and the rest.  I swear, one day she's going to get herself shot out of jealousy.  I went back to my room and got out my suitcase and emptied my closet onto my bed.  I grabbed like 50 band shirts and shoved them into the suitcase, not even bothering to fold them.  I then realized exactly how tired I was ans went into the kitchen for coffee.  I made myself and Meg a cup because I'm a nice person and brought it into her room.  She was trying to get what looked like 20 pairs of skinny jeans to fit into her bag when she saw me.  She stopped immediatly and ran over to her source of life.  "You're being nice this morning," she spluttered out inbetween drinks.  "Ya, well don't get used to it."  Need I remind you I still hadn't had my coffee.  I sat down on my bed, waiting for the caffeine to kick in and turned on the stereo.  "Pandora" by Madina Lake came on and I turned it up pretty loud.  The walls were really thick in this building, so everything would stay quiet in the rooms next to, above, and below us.  I started to feel the buzz in my head so I went back to work.  Amazingly, I remembered to leave out something to wear today and it occured to me to find out where we were scheduled to go.  I flipped open my laptop (which I needed to remember to bring) and went ot MCR's official site.  Today was Toronto.  That's in Canada.  That's at least a 7 hour drive from here, plus traffic.  I ran to Meg's room.  "Don't bring any explosives cuz we're goin to Canada!"  She looked at me like I was the fricking ghost of Christmas Past.  "What?" she asked.  "We're goin to Canada!"  "What does that have to do with anything?"  She was trying to make me feel stupid and I knew it.  "It means we can screw with more people cuz no one will know us.  And if we get arrested, it'll be an international incident!"  With that I sprinted back to my room to finish packing and to get ready.

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     We got out of the car and went up to room 267 at 6:00 am.  I must've looked more dead than usual because I get up around noon almost every day.  Mikey answered the door, still in his pajamas.  "Come in, I guess.  It's just like Gerard to tell you to come this early.  We're not leaving till 8."  At that point I was wondering what Gerard planned to do with me, considering he told me to came an hour and a half early.  Meg and I went in and I sat by Gerard, who was fully dressed watching TV on the couch.  "You're here early.  That's surprising.  You don't seem like the kind of person to be early somewhere..."  "I'm not, mostly.  But I drank a lot of coffee today."  He smiled and got up.  "Let's go then."  "Where are we going?  Mikey said we're not leaving till 8."  He grabbed my hacd and pulled me up.  "It's a surprise!"  And then he dragged me out the door to my car.  "Gimme your keys," Gerard demanded and I tossed them over the good to him.  We got in and sarted driving.  "Tell me where we're going!"  I acted impatient so I could get my way.  He seemed to give in and said, "We're going to the beach."  "Why the hell are we going to the beach?"  I sounded like I was protesting the idea but I was starting to think I liked it.  "Because we're getting breakfast.  I figured that you hadn't ate yet, but if you did then you can just get more coffee."  I started to laugh and told him that that was the last thing I needed.

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     We pulled up to this little bistro set right on the shoreline, got out, and went in.  Gerard was right when he said I hadn't had anything to eat and it was then that I realized I was starving.  I ordered a plate of biscuits and gravy and Gerard ordered pancakes.  We went away from the counter and grabbed a table by the window.  I sat there and looked out at the ocean for a minute, then said, "So why here?  There were a lot of nice places closer to your hotel."  He was looking at the ocean too and he started talking before meeting my eyes.  "There are times when I wish I wasn't famous.  When I wish I was just a comic book artist living like any normal person.  This place is like a getaway for me..."  He was right, there weren't a lot of people here and with the oceanfront view it looked like a resort.  "Don't get me wrong, though.  I love this job and this band, but sometimes it's nice to go where people don't know your name."  "I understand.  It must be really hard for you sometimes.  But My Chemical Romance has helped so many people cope with what they have to live with!  Believe me, I'm one of them."  I looked back at the rolling waves and started to wonder what "those two" were doing.  Maybe I didn't want to wonder about that..."Hey, Jessica.  I know this is kinda early, but..."  He got up from his seat and knelt down beside me.  I could feel myself looking at him like he was some kind of paranormal phenomena.  He took my hand and continued.  "Will you be my girlfriend?"  My gaze lightened and I started to smile.  I yanked him up off the floor and kissed him.  He stopped me for a minute and asked, "So is that a yes?"  "What more confirmation do you need?  Wait a minute, don't go there."  He got back in his seat and then the food came.

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     When we got done eating, it was only 7:15, so we went out to the beach.  For a little we just sat on the shore, talking about what we're going to do in Canada, then I decided I would wade into the water.  I took off my shoes and socks, rolled up my pantlegs, then started into the waves.  Gerard followed and we splashed water at each other.  I soon got bored with this and just pushed him into the water.  He just sat there and looked at me.  "There!  Payback for last night."  he look as though he was about to get up, then grabbed my ankle and pulled me under.  "There!  Payback for the noodles."  "What does water have to do with noodles?"  He just shrugged and said, "You have to boil noodles in water, don't you?  Oh shit, we better get back to the hotel."  We ran back to the shore and to the car, not even stopping to put our shoes back on.  On the way here, I had noticed Gerard was a pretty good driver, ehich was bad right now because we had to take a 30 minute drive in 20 minutes.  "I'm driving now.  Gimme back the keys."  He handed me the keys, then asked, "Why are you driving?"  "Because you're too good of a driver for this kind of shit."  He looked at me like he understood so he got in the car and put on his seatbelt.

     "He said 'What are you waiting for?  Kiss her, kiss her!'.  I set my clocks early cuz I know I'm always late..."- Fall Out Boy- A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More "Touch Me"

Author's Note: Ok, so I screwed up.  Me, being the genius I am, left out the bassist for Avenged Sevenfold, Johnny Christ.  Sorry everyone and Johnny!!

     Naturally, Meg and I were in MCR's tour bus, but so was Meredith.  We thought she was going to be in AFI's because we thought she had a thing for Davey, but now she was comfortably seated and flirting with Mikey Way.  "That's a surprise," I said to Gerard, pointing in the general direction of Mikey and Meredith.  "Looks like little Mikey has himself a girlfriend.  Aww, they grow up so fast..."  Gerard wiped a fake tear from his eye and smiles at me.  I smile back and he just looks at me for awhile.  "What?  Do I have lipstick on my teeth?"  I look around subconsiously and Gerard puts his hand on my arm and I look him straight in his eyes for what I realize is the first time.  Frankie, always butting in at the right time, turns away from Meg and tell Gerard that we're here.  "Great timing Frankie," I say sarcasticly.  "What?  What'd I do?" he asks Ray, who then slaps him across the face.  "Ow!!!  What the fuck?!  You owe me another piggy-back ride!"  "Sorry,"  Ray says.  "I'm taken."  He and Bob run out of the bus and Bob jumps on his back.  "Not again."  That was Mikey.  "So have you found your voice?"  Meg asks him.  That was kind of pathetic, but Mikey laughs out of courtesy and Meredith grabs his hacd protectively.  Meredith looks serious for a minute but then says, "I'm just kidding.  Lighten up!"  The two of them pull ahead of the group and Meg turns to me.  "That was fast!  Tomorrow they'll be married with five little Mikeys running around!"  "Oh my God, Meg!  That was child appropriate..."  Everyone except Meg and I start to laugh at this.  "That's not really funny.  Come on, have some dignity guys."  "Seriously, she says shit like that all the time.  No big deal."  For once, Meg was speaking in my defense, I think.  By now we were all inside the dimly lit restaraunt and sitting at a huge table.  Bob had gotten off Ray's back and was now sitting on his lap.  "You guys act like you're in love or something.  It's creeping me out..."  Gerard looked like he was going to be sick.  "It's okay, just look away and forget about it."  I was patting Gerards' back now, acting like I was actually comforting him.  He buried his face in my shoulder and I started to wonder if he was liking this, when the waiter came.  The poor guy had to use four sheets of paper to take all of our orders.  Of course Davey ordered something vegetarian (he hates plants), but he was the only one.  Jade and Jade both had the same favorite and they were starting to get a little freaky.  They liked a lot of the same bands, animals, movies, and now foods?  Their styles also resembled each others'.  There were truely meant for each other, if you believe in that kind of thing.  Jenna and Zacky were barely like each other, Zacky being a little more metal than the girl now flirting with him.  Sarah and Matt were completely inseperable, as were Meredith and Mikey.  My thoughts now turned to Gerard, on how much sweeter he is in person, on the way he looks at me, on his smile when I talk to him.  And on how he never seems to stop listening.  I then realized how fast things were going, and how I didn't want it to stop.  "Whatcha thinkin about?"  Gerard's voice broke into my thoughts and I said, "Oh...Hi!!"  I adopted a face that sort of looked like a hopeful puppy.  "Look at that."  Gerard gestured to Meg and Frankie, who had now progressed to making out.  "Well, she never was very patient.  That marriage is gonna last..."  I said, unable to take my eyes off of the gruesome scene in front of me and everyone else.  I noticed that Syn, M., Adam Lazzara, and Hunter were also staring.  I put my head down on the table and started whacking myself with a spoon.  "You're gonna give yourself brain damage,"  Gerard told me, taking away my spoon.  "I think I already have a little bit.  Can you believe that?"  I was still refering to "those two" as they came to be called.  "Yes."  Gerard didn't seem at all surprised.  "I've gotten used to it by now.  This is the soonest he's ever done that before, though."  Right then the food came.  It took five waiters to carry in all the food and drinks.  Everything was slowly put down in front of us, but Frankie and Meg showed no signs of stopping, or slowing down for that matter.  I threw a roll at them.  "You have to breathe sometime!"  I yelled.  Frankie detached his lips, picked up the roll, said 'Thanks', and put it in his mouth.  "You need help, you know that."  That was the first thing Syn had said in front of me.  Frankie just laughed and shrugged it off, and everyone started to eat.  Most of the guys ate like they hadn't seen food in weeks, while the girls sort of sat there and stared on in astonishment.  The only two exceptions to this rule were Johnny Christ and Gerard.  I paced myself and tood small bites of the pasta I had ordered.  All of a sudden, I got bored of being polite and picked up my water.  I sucked some up through my straw, then spit it back out at Gerard.  He looked into my eyes and calmly said, "You did not just fucking do that."  I picked up my straw and did it again, only this time right in his face.  "Ok, it's on now!" he yelled as he picked up a handful of mashed potatoes and threw them at me.  By this time other people at the giant table had joined in and soon we were in the middle of a high-school worthy food fight.  It went on for about 20 minutes until finally the owner came over and kicked us out.  We got up and started walking toward the buses, me soaking wet because Gerard had decided to pour my full glass of water over my head, Gerard covered in noodles, Meg with corn in her hair, and funniest of all, Jenna with ketchup and mustard all over her clothes. 

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     Meg, Meredith, and I all went back to the hotel lot with MCR, and I was stuck with the job of driving them home, which meant my car was going to get dirty.  My car was the one thing I kept in perfect condition.  We all got out and said our goodbyes, which meant another make out session for Frankie and Meg.  "Well, I guess I'm gonna be here for awhile," I said, letting out a huge fake sigh.  "Nice food fight, huh?  Courtesy of you of course."  Gerard pointed to me and I bowed.  "Why thank you, I'm always proud of my work.  By the way, you've got spaghetti in your hair," I informed him and at the same time brushing it out while taking a little more time than nessecary.  "Thanks, and if it wasn't for me, you would still be dry."  "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"  "Those two"  still hadn't stopped and Meredith and Mikey looked like they were on the verge of the same thing.  "Very much so," he said and kissed me while slipping his cell phone number into my hand.  "And I would enjoy it even more if you would come with me on tour.  Of course you can bring the crew along.  I don't think we'll be able to seperate Frankie and Meg anyway."  He cast a quick glance in their direction, then continued to gaze into my eyes.  "Do you even have to ask?"  I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him again.  "Good.  Be here at 6:30 am with all your stuff.  Tell the rest of the girls to meet the other bands at their hotels.  I'll call them to tell them about it."  He went into the bus and brought out a list of the hotels where AFI, Avenged, and Taking Back Sunday were staying.  "See you tomorrow."  He walked into the hotel, occasionally stopping to look back at me.

     "Our dreams seemed not far away.  I want to, I want to, I want to stay.  I fell into fantasy..."- AFI- The Days of the Phoenix

     "Are you serious?"  Meg had overheard the question that Gerard had asked me, and was making her way over to the bed Gerard and I were sitting on.  "What.  You don't want to?"  Gerard was looking at me with a mock sad face.  "Whaddya mean?  We'd love to!"  I told him.  He looked around at the guys as if to say, "Is that ok with you?" and they gave him nods and words of approval.  Frankie then got up and ran toward the door shouting, "I get back seat!"  We all followed him to the elevator and through the lobby to their bus.  The tour bus was the only vehicle that would carry all of us and they were gonna take it anyway, so we all climbed in.  Meg and I grabbed a seat near the back, Fankie sat next to Meg, Gerard sat next to me, and Ray, Mikey, and Bob took the table on the other side.  Frankie and Meg instantly struck up conversation, because, I mean, this is Meg, right?  After a couple minutes of me being silent, which is weird, Gerad finally turned to me and said, "Are you just gonna sit there, or are you gonna talk to me like we both know you want to?"  What he said was right, and I was kinda scared.  "Sorry.  I just can't believe this is happening to me.  Nothing this good ever happens to me."  I felt kinda stupid and turned a light shade of red.  "Then I'm glad this is a first for you.  Do you play any instruments?"  he asked me.  "Well, I play viola, drums, guitar, and I sing.  Oh yea, and I can also play cello, but not very well."  "Wow.  Do you have your own band?"  Gerard looked genuinely curious.  "Yea.  The name of it is Black Friday.  I'm the guitarist and lead singer.  Meg's drums.  My friend Jade's guitar and Sarah is bass.  You'll meet Jade and Sarah tonight.  Also you'll meet my friend Meredith.  They're all really nice and they all like My Chem."  "That's a cool name for a band,"  Gerard said.  "Thanks, I made it up out of nowhere really."  "Ok, now some stuff about you."  "Alright.  My name's Jessica.  I live in an apartment with Meg here in Jersey.  I have a white ferret named Judas and a snake named Lucifer.  We keep those two away from each other.  I'm 21 and my birthday's on September 10.  Ok, now what about you?"  Gerard looked satisfied with my mini-life story and continued on.  "My name is Gerard.  I'm 30 and my birthday's on April somethin or other.  My brother's Mikey and we live in our tour bus.  We have no pets and no time to feed them.  I grew up in Jersey and love it here and MCR saved my life twice.  I'm sure you already heard about that little ordeal..."  I nodded and he went on.  "I used to be a comic book artist and now I draw the CD covers.  Anything more you want to know?"  I thought for a minute, then said, "Yea.  What do you like in a woman?"  "Ooh, getting into personal questions now, aren't we?  She has to be smart, she has to like the band, she has to be funny, she has to give me emotional support, she has to live for music, and she has to be a damn good kickball player."  I broke out in laughter and Gerard joined in.  "Now your turn.  What things do you like in a guy?"  Oh God, here we go.  "He has to be in a band or play an instrument, he has to like most of the bands I like, he has to be able to relate to me, and he has to be taller than me."  Gerard laughs at this.  "I guess that eliminates Frankie, doesn't it."  Upon hearing his name, Frankie looks at Gerard and says, "What'd I do this time?"  "You were born," he replies.  "Ya, tell me about it..."  Frankie turns back to Meg and starts to talk again.  All of a sudden, the driver calls out that we're at the venue and everyone starts to pile out of the bus.  I got out onto solid ground, turned around and saw Frankie getting a piggy-back ride from Ray.  "Faster, Daddy!  Faster!" Frankie was shouting, acting like he was three.  We followed Ray (with Frankie still on his back) into the smallish building.  I looked around and found Meredith, Jade, Jenna, and Sarah all standing by the food table backstage.  They had been joined by Jade Puget, Matt Rubano, Zacky Vengeance, and Davey Havok.  Sarah was with Matt, Jade with Jade, Meredith with Davey, and Jenna was with Zacky.  There were some strange pairs here, but I ignored it and went over to greet them.  I introduced myself to the guys and said my hellos to the girls (I feel like a sexist right now).  A few minutes of my babbling and Gerard appeared behind me accompanied by Frankie, Meg, Bob, Ray, and Mikey.  "Mikey says he feels forgotten, so we brought him over here to meet people."  That was Frankie who had finally gotten off of Ray's back after Meg had chased after them yelling, "My turn!"  Ray was tired, so she had gotten a piggy-back ride from Frankie.  The girls introduced themselves to MCR, looking star-struck like I'm sure they had when they met the other bands. 

     Meg and I went around to try to find the rest of AFI, Taking Back Sunday, and Avenged Sevenfold.  "Can you believe all this?" she asked me as we turned the corner.  "No, I really can't.  There must be something really fucking wrong here because shit like this never happens to me.  I'm lucky to even be at the concert!"  I slapped myself in the face, just to make sure it was all real and found out the hard way that reality hurts.  Of course Meg started laughing, and after she had brought herself back together, we met Adam Lazzara, Fred Mascherino, Mark O'Connell, and Ed Reyes.  Next, it was Hunter and Adam Carson.  Lastly, M. Shadows, Synyster Gates, and The Rev, also known as Jimmy.  By then, it was 5:30 and we needed to get down on the floor, where our seats were.  Well, I guess you can't call them seats, just standing room.  We said our goodbyes and pushed our way up to the front.  By then we were bruised and battered, but we only had to wait 10 minutes beforethe concert started.  We passed the time listening to stories told to random girls by Matt, Frankie, Gerard, Jade (Puget), Mikey, Zacky, and Davey.  We saw the curtain open and AFI started to play.  The combination of songs and screaming fans was almost deafening where we were standing, and we had to hold on to the rail and each other to avoid being pulled backwards by the moshing.  Actually, a better name for it is a huge human wave with a really strong current.  After AFI was Avenged, TBS, and finally My Chem. 

     After they had played a few songs, Gerard stopped for a minute.  "This next song is called Thank You For The Venom."  I had pointed out to Gerard that this was my favorite My Chemical Romance song.  Gerard continued.  "This one is for Jessica, who happens to be right up in front.  You and your giant group of friends wanna come up here and help me sing this one?  Get your asses up on stage!"  It was no longer a request, so we climbed over the rail and up onto the stage.  They started up the amazing guitar intro and we started to sing along with Gerard.  After about 30 seconds, we started to get comfortable and Meg walked over to Frankie and started to sing into his mic with him.  Meredith went over to Mikey, followed by Sarah.  Jenna and Jade went by Ray, Bob was left alone (no one could get on the drums platform), and I stayed with Gerard.  I started to feel a little lonely, and I guess he sensed it because he put his arm around my waist. 

     We stayed on the stage until the end of the show, which was two songs later, and stayed around the bands until they were done signing autographs.  "I'm hungry.  Let's go out for dinner."  That was the first thing Mikey had said since Meg and I had been around him, and we were surprised he could actually talk.  "Do you guys wanna come?" he asked, gesturing toward the three other bands.  They all agreed and we climbed into the tour bus we selected.

"I remeber when you told me I should live like I'm dying..."- Madina Lake- Now or Never  Ok, I know this isn't an MCR song, or any of the other bands in this fanfic, but I thought it fit this chapter.  No one said I had to put and MCR quote here anway...

      It was a Saturday like any other.  Meg and I were at the mall playing DDR (a game we're both really awesome at) and as usual there was a crowd of people watching and gawking at our amazing fake dancing skills.  "Oh my God!  I am so fucking tired!  Let's get water..."  Meg says as she drifts toward the food counter. 

      We got our drinks and a box of french fries and sat down at a table facing the new comers taking over their shift on the DDR machine.  We watch them for a couple minutes then (us having the attention spans of a bag of cheetos and a mountain dew), we start watching other people and looking out windows.  I turn to Meg and say, "This is really boring.  Let's go to Hot Topic."  We got up and threw away  the extra crap and just as we were about to leave 5 guys walk in the door.  One had short black hair, one was short, one had blonde hair and piercings, another had black hair and looked sleepy or confused, and another had a huge afro the size of the Empire State building.  It didn't take long for people to start swarming around them and I immediatly recognized them.  I grabbed Meg and shoved her around to face them.  "Oh.  My.  Fucking.  God.  It's MCR."  That was me this time.  Us, trying not to look like fangirls, stood back from the crowd and drooled over them from afar.  Meg looked like she had just seen a ghost (or 5) and I was battling with my sanity when Gerard Broke away from the crowd and came over th where we were standing.  "Hi.  Are you guys okay?  Usually when we go somewhere public, every single person in the goddamn place is trying to rip off our clothes."  Meg seemed to have forgotten how to talk, so I finally got up the nerves to say, "Well, we try to be different.  I think."  Meg was still standing there, drooling at him, so I elbowed her in the side.  "Ow!  What the hell did you do that for?!?!?!"  For an astonishing minute she had forgotten about everything that was happening and was about to cuss me out when Frankie came over.  "The crowd's died down a little.  We did have a casualty, though.  Ray had to give up a lock of his hair so someone could make a shrine.  Hi."  "Frankie, should I give them backstage passes to our show tonight for not trying to kill us and molest our bodies?"  said Gerard.  "Ya, sure.  Maybe tonight they'll actually talk to me."  I broke out of my trance and said, 'You would do that for us?"  The minute the words left my mouth I wanted to grab them out of the air and eat them.  "Shit!  That was stupid!"  I started to have a fist fight with my mind (I was winning) when Gerard brought me back to reality.  "Ya.  You two can come to our hotel tonight and pick them up."  "What?  You mean you don't have them now?"  That was Meg, who had stopped looking lika an idiot long enough to talk.  "Hell no!  Do you think we're stupid!  Don't answer that..."  Frankie again.  While Frankie was talking, Gerard had gone over to the star-struck employee at the food counter and was writing down the address to the hotel.  "Here,"  he said, shoving the piece of paper into my hand.  "It's suite #267"

"And without you is how I disappear..." -My Chemical Romance- This Is How I Disappear