Reyas POV
I have no idea why but Siren dragged me to the mall. I hate shopping and for some reason she won't even let me go to hot topic. She took us into some dress store and she knows I hate dresses. Another dress is tossed over the divider of my dressing room. The satin cloth falls to the foot of the small space.
"Just try it on! It won't kill you!" she calls over the door.
"Fine," I grumble as I slide out of the blue dress I was wearing. I hated it.

I picked up the orange Cinderella type ball gown. Ugh, I hate this color. I stpminto the unzipped dress just as I hear Siren squeal. "REY REY REY! You HAVE to see this one! I swear to god you will absolutely love this one, no doubt in my mind at all! Just put it on! Put it on! Here, I'm handing it over, give me that orange one!" Suddenly a flash of teal was tossed over the door. I sighed and rolled my eyes. I oukked off the dress I already had half way on. I had to wiggle out of it. I kicked it under the door. "My god Reya, you could have just said you didn't like it! This is a nice dress!"
"If you say so, but I'm not going to prom. Right?" I had no idea what to hell the dresses were for still.
"You'll just have to see, cupcake!" God I hate when Siren gets like this, she loves shopping too much.
I lift up the teal one on the floor, gasping as I take it in. It's teal, with black lace on the sweetheart lined. bust. The back was in a V split to the small of my bust, and was laced across the spine. I stepped into it, holding the bust as I opened the door. Sirens eyes got wide as she skipped over to me, her wearing a beautiful ice blue dress with light lavender fade at the bottom. Hers had a straight bust line and was flowy, but went to her knees. It really looked beautiful on hers. She tied the black lace straps on the back of my dress. She oulled me over to the three mirrors and I gasped as I looked over myself in the mirror.
The sweetheart neck line made it appear as if I had boobs, gotta love size As. My stomach looked completely flat (it is), and the bottom had a kind of very very slight dip, making my legs look longer and toned. I was completely in love with this dress.
"This is it, Siren!" I said as I turned and hugged her. She pulled me tight and squeezed me.

We payed for our dresses and took them to the car, where she dragged me back in to a shoe store. I found a beautiful pair of black heels with a line of three teal rhinestones. I finally got to go in hot topic to pick out an awesome bracelet that had chains up to a ring on my middle finger.i also got some beautiful cross earrings and back studs with a cuff in one side. We loaded our haul and drove back home. She had to take off, I have no idea, she had she needs to run some errands.
I was sitting in the living room of our apartment, in twitter when I looked over at our black piano. I got uo and ran my fingers over the top. It was like calling me to play. I don't know why, but my hands just found the keys, not even aware of what I was playing, until I was already singing along through the chorus.
"These wounds won't seem to heal.
This pain is just to real, there's just too much that time cannot erase.
When you'd cry I'd wipe away all over your tears,
when you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.
I held your hand through all over these years, but you still have all of me."

The passion rang in my voice as I played through the rest of the song. Things had been difficult since I returned to Florida. Part of me missed Clayton. I wouldnt see him again until our band audition in two weeks. I'd been alone a lot. Siren kept blowing me off for some reason. It was kind of pissing me off. I still had no idea why the hell she was glued to her phone. Things were still a little...iffy. After our big argument over BVB when Clayton found out I cut, everything got tense. Clayton wasn't really sure how to act around me anymore, and Siren didn't talk to me for a few days. Finally I latched things up with her and Clayton and I just kind of forgot about the whole thing. I'm glad. One thing still got to me though...
I kept comparing Clayton to Andy, I simply couldn't stop myself. It rang in my head like a choir. Andys kissing was so passionate. You got carried away. Your veins were on fire around him, how could you stay away? You know you wanted so much more. I hated when this never ending war went on in my head. It popped up every days every hour almost. I never knew myself to do this, but I was so confused these days. My lyrics were confusing and unfinished. Everything I did seemed to bring up the topic. Clayton did this, but Andy did this. Clayton is better at this than Andy, but Andy could do this. Fucking shut up brain. Clayton gives such wonderful, warm, bear hugs. You love bear hugs, don't you? It's like a blanket of happiness when you hug him. He kisses so carefully, likes he's just marveling over you. He adores you. Ugh, shut up. I was just playing piano and now this! Why does this keep happening!

I here the door open. I glance up from the piano bench. Siren comes in, taking off her sunglasses. She is holding her two professional grade "trunks" which hold her hair and make up stuff. She set them down and grinned wildly at me.
"Oh god, that looks scares me. What the fuck are you plotting, Siren?"
"Come here, my little peach. You are now prisoner to my torture," she said as she held up her curling iron.
I got up and went over to her. She motioned to the stool next to her beauty vanity. She curled my hair in loose ringlets, they were just barely curled. She straightened and re cut my scenes style bangs. Then she gave me a rich smokey eye, incorporating a light aqua color in the inside corners of my eyes, then fading to grey and black on the edges. She kicked me off the stool and told me to go get dressed in what we bought. I pulled out the dress and heels. She skipped in the room just as I began putting on my jewelry. I smirked as she slid on her dress. Her hair was done in a neat low ponytail over her shoudler, bangs ringlet curled in the edges and scene swooped in front. Her blonde hair was barely curled too, but mine was completely down. It kind of tickled my back since my hair was so long.

She pulled on her dress and shoes. I pulled on my black leather jacket and she put on a white leather jacket. I got in her car and we drove. And drove. And fucking drove.
"Uhh...Siren? Are we road tripping or something? I'm pretty sure we dressed wrong for that."
"Only another twenty minutes and we will be there. You'll have to see. You'll thank me some day."

I crossed my arms in my chest and relaxed in the seats of her black black 66 Mustang Coupe. At least we rolled in in style. I'm pretty sure I spent a good ten minutes just watching the bright chrome blower sticking out of her hood. She pulled off the interstate and we were in a really commercialized area. Where the fuck were we? She navigates the street lamp illuminated busy streets, and I saw a sign, Orlando. Why are we in Orlando? She pulled into a long line, limos and large black SUVs. What is going on. Siren had a smile on her face, she was failing at trying to hide.

She pulled up to a black carpet, yes a black carpet, walk. Glowing twinkle lights separeted the walk and the crowd. A vallet opened my door and I got out with Siren, paparazzi on both sides. Cameras flashed everywhere as I stepped on the carpet. I looked up at the Florida night sky. Siren walked uo beside me and we made our way down the carpet. Suddenly a reporter shouted out, "Hey hey hey! Arent you Reya? Reya Chance? Lead singer of Prescription Poison? and you're Siren Campbell, lead guitar and harmony?"
"Uh- yeah we-" I began.
"Yes we are! Thank you for noticing!" Siren interrupted and flashed a big smile to his camera man. I made my best attempt to smile too, yeah I failed. We continued down the walk and entered a large venue. People in dress suits, dress suits, women in formal dresses everywhere.
"Siren where are we?"
"You'll thank me one day, Rey!" she shoved me forward into the crowd. I was in a sea of people I didn't know. I got jostled around a bit, people talking everywhere, no music. I wandered around, looking for a familiar face, ANY face.

Andys POV
I readjusted the collar of my Black dress shirt and pulled my black leather jacket back on. Ashley stepped away from the urinal and came to stand beside me at the sink, washing his hands. I check my shoe laces and adjusted the belt of my black skinny jeans. Ash double checked his hair. I looked over at him, "Ready?" he asked.
"Yep."
We stepped out of the mens bathroom into the sea of people. I noticed Danny of Asking Alexandria. I walked up to him as he took a sip of the drink in his hand. He was standing with Vic of PTV and Jack of ATL. I jokingly bumped into Danny.
"Eh, watch it ya fag!" he shouted. He turned and started laughing.
"You ugly ass bastard! How the fuck are you?" I laughed as I nudged him.
"I'm doin alright. Ah, what about ya self Andy? I heard ya woman walked on ya."
"Yeah, it's alright. I'm doin fine," I replied as I picked up a Jack n Coke off a passing tray.
"That's what you gotta do. Best of luck to you," Vic said, raising his glass to me.
I held mine up as well, nodding to him and taking a sip. I looked back, Ashley wasn't by my side anymore. I felt my brow furrow. I glanced around for a moment. He was hugging some blonde chick. I turned and glanced around the floor.
"Take your pick. There's plenty off hot chicks crawling here wanting to get laid by a band," Jack said with a laugh. "I'm pretty sure Kellin has had at least twenty offers in the fifteen minutes he's been here. I guess people don't understand he's married now."
"I'll have to warn Jinxx," I laughed.

I looked around, when I noticed a beautiful girl wandering the crowd in a black lace backed dress. "And someone should warn her, cause I'm about to make that chicks night," I said pointing her with another sip of my drink. I handed it to Danny and felt a few slaps on my back as I walked through the busy crowd, following her. I cut through people until I was only a few feet behind her. She had to walk slowly with those black heels she had on. She suddenly ststopped, handing her black leather jacket to the coat takers. I stopped behind her, removing my own jacket to give to them. I folded it over my arm and gently tapped her on her beautiful pale skin over the shoudler. I saw a cross earring on the side of her face. I smirked and placed my jacket in the hands of one coat taker, nodding to him and handing him a twenty. "Excuse me," I said as I turned to finally look at the girls face. I froze as I looked into her beautiful green eyes. Those so familiar green eyes that entranced me over a year ago.

Notes

Haha I hope you guys feel the tension (:
I know it's a little short but the next one should be realllllllyyyy long. Like how they used to be.
I'm going to update Fight for FEAR tomorrow, too! So watch for that :)

and now I'm exhausted and I'm going to bed.
Please comment! I want to hear some feedback. What so you think so far? Anything you love/ hate about ANYTHING, the story, the characters, situations, TELL ME!

K so I'm going to sleep. (btw Rebel Love Song is on my pandora right now and I'm kind of jamming xD)
ok now I'm done!