You Saved Me

Ashley's POV: I know Katie's a little nervous when the bartender walks over and asked what we'll have, but Martin is a good guy, and we know him well enough that he'll understand.
After the others order, he looks at me and says, "How about you, Ashley?"
"My usual, and whatever my girl wants. And I mean whatever she wants," I tell him.
"Alright, and you, ma'am?" he asked.
"Umm...I'll have..." she acts like she's thinking, but I know she's afraid to ask.
"Katie, you going to order or not?" Andy asked, looking at her expectantly.
"Yes," she says, "I'll have a Jack Daniels, please," she says.
"Umm...What?" Martin asked, looking confused, "How old are you?"
"Don't you know who she is?" Andy asked him.
"Umm...Should I?" he asked.
"Hell yeah. She's Katie Monroe-Vanity, as in Dahvie Vanity's and Jayy Von Monroe's little sister," Andy tells him.
"And don't forget the lead singer of BFFT," I tell him, pointing at Andy.
"Oh," Martin says with a look of recognition, "Right away, and I'm sorry, Miss. Monroe-Vanity."
"What was that?!" she demands when Martin's out of earshot.
"What?!" Andy and I ask at the same time.
"You lied to him about me!" she hisses at me, pushing me sightly.
"Not really. You will be soon enough," I tell her, with a shrug.
"Maybe. Maybe it will be, but it's not right now!" she hisses again.
"Oh, chill," Juliet says, "What's BFFT stand for anyway?"
Katie sighs, then says, "Break Free From Tradition."
"Not a bad band name, if you ask me," Jake says.
"And here are your drinks," Martin says, "And I apologize again, Miss. Monroe-Vanity."
Katie takes her drink and smiles at him, then says, "It's alright, but please call me Micro."
"Y-Yes, Miss- I mean, Micro," he stammers, then walks off, after asking if we need anything else.
Katie's POV: Even though I'm pissed off, right now I could care less that Ashley lied. Now anyway. I just try to relax, and when I hear the DJ put on Avril Lavigne's Girlfriend Remix, I smirk at the girls, and we all head onto the small diserted dance floor.
We start dancing and singing along with the song and just having fun. I let the tention leave my body as I dance my heart out to the song, and when it's over, it's over too soon. I sigh, as I return to reality, then we head back to the boys.
"Have fun, ladies?" Ashley asked, smiling at me.
"Yep," I say, smiling back at him.
"So, Ashley says you've been looking at colleges," Andy says.
"Umm...Yeah, I have," I tell him.
"Made up your mind yet?" he asked.
"Either LARS or LAMA," I tell him, taking another sip, "I'm looking at the audio enginerring program at LARS, but the Vocal Artist Developement program at LAMA caught my attention too."
"I'd go to LAMA then," Andy says.
"Same, I went there a few years ago, and loved it," Juliet tells me.
"Then LAMA it is, unless I don't get accepted," I tell her.
"Your grades at your Art school high school are amazing, you have the talent for it, they'd be crazy to not accept you," she replies.
"I agree with Juliet. Also, it's not like you don't have any experience, either," Ashley comments, "You performed with your brothers for most of the last tour, and have helped us in the studio enough to know what you're doing there too."
"But does that really mean a whole lot to them?" I counter.
"It does. Trust me," Juliet states, "I used that I was in a band at the time, and that I had been performing on stage for a while before even considering going there. They accepted me on the spot, but when my friend who had no experience, aside from singing in her shower, tried to get in, they denied her."
"Well, then that would up my chances, I guess," I say with a shurg, and take another sip from my glass.
"Course it would," Ashley says, grabbing my stool, pulling me closer, so he can wrap an arm around me and kiss my temple.
I sigh contently, then lean slightly into Ashley, and close my eyes. I feel Ashley adjust us then, so I'm leaning against his chest, and I relax further into him as he wraps both arms around me.
"So, a little birdy told me you'll be attending the Christmas Party with me. I truely can't wait," he whispers in my ear.
"Which birdy was it? Juliet, Sammi, Ella, or Lauren?" I whisper back.
"I can't say," he counters, "But I can say, she's not very good at keeping secrets from Andy."
"Juliet," I murmur, mostly to myself.
"Wow. Smart and beautiful. I think I hit the jackpot with you," he says, kissing my hair.
"You certainly did," I tease him, looking up into his brown eyes, then add, "But I hit the jackpot too with you."
"Damn right you did, Little Miss Outlaw," he says, then finishes his drink.

Notes

Please note, I don't really know if Juliet went to LAMA. Just a part of the storyline, so go with it please and thank you.