Im in the bathroom just looking in the mirror. my make up is all ruined and theres black steaks down my cheaks. "God Damnit!" I scream to my reflection. "Why does she have this effect on me?" I start to cry again. its been four fucking years I should be able to face her without losing control of myself. this is ridiculus! I slam my fist against the counter.

After a few moments of just standing there looking pathetic I try to make myself presentable again I splash water on my face and straighten my hair. I take a few deep breathes and turn to leave.

As Im walking out the door I run smack dab into some one and fall on the ground. "ouch!" is all I say and I rub my wrists. "Oh My God! Spencer Im so sorry!" I look up at the mention of my name and kyla is standing above me. "Kyla?" she helps me to my feet. "Im so sorry!" she repeats. "No no its ok, Im ok…Oh my God Kyla!"

I cant believe out of all people I run into Kyla this is crazy. "hey Spence!, you came! I wasn’t sure if you would." "yeah… well I wasn’t to sure if I would either, you know?"…. "yeah I know what you mean, four years is a long time… " we share and awkward silence. I feel really uncomfortable. "well I’ll see you later" Kyla says and turns to leave. "yeah talk to you later Kyla. and hey dont be a stranger!’ I smile at her and turn to walk away Kyla and I have never really been able to stay friends after Ash and I. Its just too hard.

"oh Spence…" Kyla says and I turn around. "yeah?" "ummm… Ash wanted me to tell you to meet her backstage if you wanted too see her…" Meet her backstage? she has to be kidding me! She fucking leaves me for four years to go become a rockstar and she wants me to meet her backstage like a fucking groupie? Well thats not going to fucking happen! "uh.. thanks Kyla"

I walk back to my seat and avoid looking at the stage the whole time. Jessie is sitting in his seat staring at the stage drooling. I sit down and smack his arm. he snaps out of it, whipes his mouth and looks at me. "oh hey babe! these seats are increadable I mean just look at how close we are!" he screams over the music. I glance up at the stage. man we really are close. Ashley is on the other side of the stage and she doesnt see me but if she were over here we would be close enough to grab her hand. "yeah it looks like your injoying your self" I glance down and there is a bulge forming in his pants. he follows my eyes and once he sees what im talking about he covers it up with his hands and turns bright red. "uhhh…. thats not what it looks like!" I roll my eyes, typical guy! "yes it is Jess" I laugh at him. "Its cool, who can blame you Ashley Davies is fucking beautiful!"