Over the next year and a half of high school, I switched groups of friends. Not my image though, I was just the punk one of the group. I purposely switched my locker after Andy tried to talk to me the day after we broke up. A girl in the class' parents got the photography teacher fired for the assignment so we were all switched into different electives. I made a point of never talking to Andy through the rest if high school. I even switched lockers the next day after he tried to talk to me, which ended in a huge fight between the two of us and the last time we ever spoke. I still hung out with Chris, Pan, Sandra, and Jess whenever Andy wasn't around. Catherine ended up not having enough credits to graduate so on her eighteenth birthday we said goodbye to our parents and moved to L.A. She has become a fairly successful model while I am now a photographer and the occasional interviewer for Kerrang! Magazine. We share an apartment in the city and have made many friends. Lets just say that I lost my virginity a few weeks after I broke up with Andy to a guy who I will not mention.
Every time I am supposed to do a photo-shoot for Black Veil Brides- the band that I pushed Andy to really start, I call in sick. I think my boss is figuring it out.

"Indiana, may I speak to you for a moment?" My boss, Olivia asks from her office. I follow her in from my small desk, sitting across from her at hers in the armchair that many of my most favorite bands have sat. Lets just say more than a few of them have hit on me and got a little more than Andy got if you know what I mean...
"So as you know, Black Veil Brides is coming in tomorrow for an interview about their new album, Set the World On Fire. I want to ask you one thing if I may?"
I nod, signaling for her to continue.
"Is there something with that band that I don't know about because you have skipped out on every time they come." She asks, leaning forward on her desk a bit- her cleavage showing. Everyone thinks she's secretly a lesbian because she hits on everyone; she's married though so I don't see it.
"Nope." I nod, letting her excuse me.
"You better show up to work tomorrow since your alternate is on his honeymoon!" She calls after me as I head back to my cubicle. God- tomorrow is going to be horrific. If he remembers me…

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