Aiden's POV: As I was getting ready to grab the last box, I was swiftly drug backwards. "Dude!" I cry out, "What the fuck, man?" "Let's get one thing straight, lover boy," Ashley Purdy says in a menacing tone, "Stay away from my girlfriend. I mean it. Got it?" I gulp, quickly realizing he's bigger than I am, and could probably kick my ass quicker than I could say, "uncle". I nod quickly and stammer, "G-got i-it." He pushes me away, and says, "Good. Glad we had this talk," then finally walks away. Ashley's POV: I sigh as I walk away from the kid. Not contently, but in a pissed off at myself kind of way. I hated being bullied as a kid, yet I just did it to that guy. I put up my hood, then stuff my hands in my pockets, as I walk past a booth with a bunch of Happy Bunny and Hello Kitty stuff. I stop when I see a cute pair of Hello Kitty fingerless gloves and a matching Hello Kitty beanie. I ask the guy for them, then quickly put them in my hoodie's pockets. When I get back to the bus,Katie and Andy are talking about a song we never got to finish. "How about instead of this, we try, 'Can't turn back now. We are, we are the revelation, so scream it out loud. We are, we-'" "'We are the birth of a nation?'" Andy asked, interrupting her. She smiles and says, "That's better than what I had. Go with that one." He nods, then crosses out something, and writes what they came up with. I see an opening, so I walk over to her,.and pass her the hat and gloves, saying, "For you." She smiles at them, then me. I place the hat on her head, while she wiggles into the gloves, then hugs me, thanking me. "So, what are you guys up to?" I ask. "Oh, just helping Andy again," she tells me. I smile, and whisper for only her ears, "I'm glad. He's been struggling through making this album." She smiles knowingly at me, and says, "He actually wants to take one of my songs, maybe edit it a bit, and use it on your album." I nod, then ask, "Which one?" "Here," she says, passing her journal to me. Wretched And Divine: I am the innocent, I am what could have been. The dreams you talk about, now left on broken skin. Here's lies hysteria. A land where chaos reigns. Global disturbia, bows down to twisted ways. A world of hate awaits, we are the wild ones. They all look the same. Our time has come! I am the chosen, the wretched and divine. I am the unspoken. The one they left behind... Then it cuts off. She looks guilty, and when I ask what's wrong, she tells me, "It's not a complete song. I just didn't have the words." "That doesn't mean it's not awesome. Babe, we'll figure out what needs to be added, and run it past you. Not that big of a deal, really," I tell her, then kiss her nose.