If I could dream at all, it would be about you.

Okay, here's what I have to say; thank you guys SO much for being there for me when I needed you the most. I love you all with all my heart. You've been there through think and thin, cryed with me, smiled with me. You've laughed with me, ranted and raved with me, and I hope I made a fraction of the impact you guys have made on me. I have no idea what I would do with out you. I love EACH and EVERY one of you, but thank you the most to the following people:

Kristin

Mariah

Jean

Kris

Kelly Ann

Shelly

Noodle

*DAVEY'S POINT OF VEIW!!*

"Okay, people!! Rules for tonight!" Smith cupped his hands around his mouth to create a megaphone sound, "You guys can go into the crowd and watch us perform AFTER you are finished!"

"YEAYA!" October shouted and high-fived Kristin, who was beside her. Kristin was wearing black skater shorts and a tight, dark, purple midriff shirt with a two electric guitars making an 'x', which showed off her belly-button ring. I looked up and noticed that she was looking at me, and I quickly looked off.

"BUT, you have to STAY TOGETHER, and you can't go in the mosh pit OR crowd-surf!"

"WHAT?! That means no fun!" October protest, only half-kiddingly. Smith walked over and wrapped his arms around her.

"But, it does mean that you will be a bit safer. And your safety is all I care about." He bent down and kissed her. October slid her hands up to his neck. I looked at Kristin and blushed. We were so close to that. Adam threw a towel at the couple, yelling "Get a room all ready!" Smith pulled away from October and whispered:

"Just a sec, baby," and sprinted after Adam, who was taken by the surprise of the attack.

"Ahh!" he yelped when Smith tackled him to the ground. They restled for a bit, then somehow, some way, Adam got free from Smith's grasp and ran. He ran FAST, both of them laughing.

"I thought you guys were supposed to be warming-up." I was startled by a female voice. I was so focused on Adam and Smith's chase, that I hadn't realised Kristin had walked up to me. I laughed, partly because of embarresment, partly because what she said was funny.

"Yeah, 'supposed to' is the key phrase," I responded.

"Well, Adam looks like his getting a good work-out, if that counts for any thing," she stated laughing. Smith was still going as fast as ever, and apperently October joined the chase. And I was geussing Adam didn't know that, seeing as he was focused on getting away from Smith, he hadn't seen October ahead of him. He realised he was being double teamed about three seconds too late. Smith was behind him and October was in front of him, and Hunter's base was on the left side of him. He tried to go right, but October reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him down, and Smith takled him from behind. The trio fell to the ground with a loud thud.

"Oooooh, that had to hurt," Hunter and I said in unison.

"Adam, you okay?" Kristin asked, "'Cause we don't really need you to be hurt right before a show!"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Fine, except for my dignity," he said, putting on a pouty face. Everyone laughed as Smith held out his hand for Adam. He excepted and Smith pulled him up.

"OPENING BANDS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE ON NOW!" The security gaurd, Harry, yelled.

"Aw, shit!" Kristin muttered.

"What?" I asked, concerened.

"I haven't put on my eyeliner!"

<--He's rainbow-y!

*MY POINT OF VEIW!!*

We TOTALLY it rocked out, and the crowd was really into us. We walked off stage, and let AFI and My Chem take the spotlight. Frankie did a round-off and a cart-wheel onto stage. The crowd went crazy. I laughed.

"That Frankie!" I exclaimed and kissed Smith.

"Remember guys, NO MOSH PIT OR CROWD SURFING AND STAY TOGETHER!"

"Yes, mother!" Kristin responded smartly. Shelly, Mariah, Jean, Kristin, and the others, and I walked out the door. Harry knew us, so he let us in the crowd.

"OMIGOD, you guys are the opening bands, right? Death and Despair and Broken Hearts and Poisened Roses? Right?!" A girl with about ten facial peircings, black lipstick, and dark blue hair asked us.

"Yeah, we are," I said proudly. She screamed even louder and asked for our autographs.

"Haha, we ain't even famous and we have fangirls!" I laughed.

"We aren't even GUYS and we have fangirls!" Shelly responded.

"Hey, said Robert, "I'm a guy!"

"You sure about that?" Jean said kiddingly.

"Want me to prove it?"

"NO!" Mariah and I shouted together. We all laughed. The two bands were performing "Teenagers". We started to have fun and messed with each other. The whole crowd was moving around. You know how it goes; everyone changes places, you end up about a bizzilon feet away from where you were at first in about twenty minutes later. So somehow we found our place in the mosh pit. I realized where we were and tried to get the others' attention. But then I realized that we had spread apart, and I can't find anyone. I panicked as I tried to find people, but I guy pulled me from behind and threw me into an open circle. Then next thing I knew was that guys everywhere were running into me and each other. I fell over and about twelve people fell on top of me. I hurt so bad. I felt arms being wrapped around me and pull me out of it. Tears stung my eyes.

"You alright?" I turned around and saw Smith.

"Yeah," I choked out, "We didn't even realize- I mean-"

"Alright, alright, we'll sort this out later. Were are the others?" he asked. I shrugged.

"I have no idea," I answered and lowered my head. He cupped my chin, "It's alright, it's okay." He held me, and then I heard him whisper, "No fucking way!" I turned and saw what he did. Kristin was crowd surfing. She looked like she was having the time of her life. I looked up at the stage and saw Davey looking at her. He seemed very angery.

"Let's go get the others, alright?" Smith said. I nodded. Mariah, Shelly, and Jean were all together. Adrianna, Robert, Ebony, and Samantha were together. We finally found Kristin at the front.

"Come on, let's go." Smith commanded. We all climbed over the rail and went backstage right the show was coming to an end. Smith told us to sit on the sofa and chairs and to wait until he got back. We sat in silence. The door slammed open and Davey walked in angily.

"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!" he shouted. None of us said a word. "You were SPECIFICALLY told not to go in the mosh pit," he looked at Kristin," OR crowd surf!" She lowered her head.

"You could've been hurt, you could've been seriously hurt, Kristin."

"Why are you just yelling at me? I'm not the only one who went into the mosh pit!" Kristin yelled back, getting on her feet. And going up to Davey.

"You are the only one you crowd surfed!" He responded

"You do it all the time!"

"Well, we told you not to!"

"Yeah, news flash, you aren't my dad!"

"Maybe not, but that doesn't I don't care about you!"

"Why DO you care so much?"

"Why do I care?" he asked her, running his hand through his bangs, "maybe because you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, maybe because I've cherished every minute I've spent with you!" tears slowly started to run down his face. It was all finally coming out. "Or maybe it's because I love you!"

This one is dedicated to Kristin, 'cause she wouldn't quit bugging me about it!! JK, I love you, Miss Kristin Q!!!

*DAVEY'S POINT OF VEIW!!!!*

"Kristin, oh, Kristin! Where art thou?" I sang out loud to her. I heard her cute little giggle, and followed the sound of it. She was in the bathroom of the tourbus, putting glitter in her hair.

"I art in hethier, my dearest, Davey!" She responded and we both laughed.

"You're a dork, Davey," she said, spraying my bare chest with glitter.

"Hey!" I picked her up and walked to the bedroom right by the bathroom and lightly tackled her onto the bed.

"Ahh!" she screamed, laughing. I picked up my head and looked at her. God, she was beautiful.. She laughed  and ran her hand through my hair.

"I think you should dye it black again," she commented softly. I rested my head on her shoulder and closed my eyes.

"Maybe," I mumbled

"I just wanna sleep right her with you and skip the damn show," I whispered to her. She started to stroke my hair.

"Wow, I feel really special," she said lightly, laughing. I picked my head up and looked at her. Her eyes were closed. I felt the courage to tell her how I felt. She opened her eyes and looked at me. Right at that moment, I lost it. Of course.

"We better start on your eyelashes," I said getting up; pulling Kristin right along with me. I embraced her.

"I never, ever want to let go, Kristin," I finally said.

*SMITH'S POINT OF VEIW!!*

"Okay, people, get sadled up! Another show, one of the last ones!" I called out to anyone who was listening. Aparently no one was. I shrugged and kissed October, who was right beside me, holding my hand.

"I need to go grab my picks real quick, just a sec, k?" she told me, pulling me into another kiss, then running off. Okay, I told myself, gotta grab Hunter's bass, then we're good. So I took it and unloaded it so it was ready for Hunter.

"Smith, Smith!" I heard a female voice behind me. I turned and it was October. She ran into my arms.

"Guess what?" she said, excitedly.

"The President got caught having an affair with an alien from Jupiter?!"

"No, this is serious! I just saw Kristin and Davey laying together in the back bedroom of our tourbus!"

"You serious? No joke?" I asked, surprised.

"No joke!" I was shocked. Kristin and Davey?! Damn, Davey hasn't looked at another woman since the bad break-up!

"Well, okay, then. I said.

"'Okay, then'? That's all you have to say?!" October said. I laughed and kissed her.

"Let's get ready for the show, alright?"

"FINE!"

• Sorry there wasn't pictures, my thingy wouldn't upload any. :'[