Gerard POV
I sighed and enter to Starbucks. There was a bit of a line, not a lot of people today. I sighed and got in line.
There was a lady ordering. She had raven hair color and pale skin. She had a light jacket that sleeves were halfway to her arms. She had an arm sleeve tattoo. I swear I seen that arm sleeve tattoo somewhere.
I sighed as the lady finish ordering. I try to get a glimpse of her face but she was putting away her wallet in her purse, so I didn't get a chance to see it.
I order my coffee and went to go sit, close to the counter. I waited for a couple of seconds.
"Lindsey!" The worker call and set the coffee on the counter.
The same lady stood up and went to pick up her coffee. She looked familiar. Wait! The arm sleeve tattoo, pale skin, raven hair color, red lips. The pieces fell into place. It was Lindsey Ballato.
Outside, I was just there, sitting, waiting for my coffee. But on the fucking inside I was screaming!
It was Lindsey Ballato! The last time I saw Mindless Self Indulgence was around 2002 I believe. They had came to New Jersey and Mikey and I went to see them.
I had brought a rose with me to give to Lindsey, since she is my band member crush.
Luckily, I got the courage to do so. Well, Mikey kinda drag me to her.
*"You're going to meet Lindsey, Gerard! You'll regret it and since you're too fucking shy to go up and meet her, unlike the rest of the fans, I'm dragging you to her! Got it?" Mikey said dragging me to Lindsey.
As she finish taking a photo with a fan, she saw us and smiled at us.
I swear I was going to melt in any moment.
As the fan left, she turn to us.
Oh fuck! She's prettier up close! I thought.
"Hi," Lindsey said.
"Hey Lindsey," I said. I felt retarded mode had just activated. Like really, I turned really awkward when I talked to pretty girls. And Lindsey, she's beautiful!
She gave me another smile. Oh God, her smile is beyond beautiful! I sound like a loverboy now.
Mikey asked her for me if we can take a picture with her. She said, "of course," and we took a picture.
I awkwardly asked for an autograph and she gave me her autograph. I swear this is the closest I have ever gotten to a crush. Well, band member crush...
Mikey left first before me to go meet Steve. I stayed behind, building courage to give her the rose I got her. Once I finally got the courage, I gave her the red rose and left quickly.*
"Gerard!" The worker said.
I thought as I went to get my coffee, what if Lindsey was really Lindsey Ballato? Probably a look a like. I read there is about seven people in the whole world that looks alike. Maybe she was. Maybe she wasn't.
As I kept walking, I bumped into someone. That someone happened to be Lindsey. Shit.
"Oh damn!" She said. I had made her drop her coffee all over her shirt and the floor. Double shit.
"I'm sorry!" I said and she looked at me.
This is defiantly Lindsey Ballato. She seemed to remember me, maybe, because she looked at me longer than a normal person would.
I quickly grabbed some napkins and started to wipe her shirt.
I can feel the awkwardness. Like really, I'm wiping Lindsey's shirt! I don't think the girl remembers who I am.
"Uh," I said. Damn my social awkwardness. I was just a awkward as Mikey, except he was more than I was, you know, social awkwardness.
Not the damn one that little bitches say. You know, they say, "I'm awkward," or "I'm shy," when really they're just doing it for attention. Fuck that shit!
"Here," I said and hand her the napkins.
I guess I should buy her coffee, since I did bumped into her and made her drop it all over herself...
"I'll be back," I said and headed toward the counter.
I knew what she had. I made her spill it, remember?
"Hi, what can I get for you?" Asked the female worker.
"Black coffee," I said, "median size."
"5.25," she said and I handed her the exact amount. I told her about what happen. She said she'll make sure she gets the coffee.
I quickly walk to where Lindsey was sitting. Gosh, I felt bad for ruining her Kiss shirt.
"Uh so, sorry about that. When they call Gerard, take it. I told the lady already." I said.
"It's fine, don't worry. Thanks for the coffee." Lindsey said taking out her hand for me to shake.
I gave her a confuse look. Why the fuck do you want to shake hands with a person who made you drop your coffee on yourself and the floor!?
"Sorry about that, uh..." I said, even though I knew her name. But really, I didn't want her to think I'm a creep.
"Lindsey," she said.
"Sorry about that Lindsey," I said widening my eyes because yes it is Lindsey Ballato!
"Like I said before, it's fine. I was the one that bumped into you uh..." Lindsey said.
"Gerard."
"I was the one that bumped into you, Gerard," she rephrase her sentence.
"No it's my fault, I wasn't careful when you turned around. Anyways, I have to go. Nice to meet you Lindsey." I said with a smile.
Lindsey smiled.
"Nice to meet you, too, Gerard," Lindsey said.
As I left the building, I can hear the lady call my name.
"Gerard!" The lady called.
I knew Lindsey would get it. After all, she did came here for coffee. Not for a stranger to dump all the coffee on her.
I sighed and turn the corner to where my car was parked.
I got in and turn on the car and sat there.
When I bumped into Lindsey, at first she looked like she recognized me. Maybe she did. After all, I did gave her a rose and left. But then again, I can't be the only one that did that. Am I?
My phone started to ring. At first, I ignored it. It then got annoying, so I picked it up.
"Hello?" I said.
"Hey Gee," it was Mikey.
"Hey Mikes," I said.
"We have practice in about thirty. Think you'll be able to make it on time?" Mikey asked.
"Yeah. I'm already in my car. Aw shit! There's traffic!" I said looking at the time, knowing it's lunch time.
"It's fine, Gerard. We're all going to be late. See you in an hour, I guess," Mikey said.
"Alright. Bye Mikes."
"Later, Gee."

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I sigh and rub my temples. I've been in this traffic jam for about thirty minutes and it's fucking giving me a headache!
I look to my and see Lindsey. She must be going somewhere other than home. I mean, you don't take the freeway during lunch time for nothing.
She was talking on the phone. I wonder who can it be?
Why the fuck are you being noisy, Gee?
I sigh. I really wonder if Lindsey remembers me? Maybe she does. I don't know.
Lindsey ends her call and rubs her temples like I did a couple of minutes ago. She looks to the person on the other side. After five seconds, she looks at my side and sees me.
Crap, I had been looking at her.
Oh God, she probably thinks I'm a fucking creep. I thought to myself.
I wave at her and then turn my attention to the road. Well, that wasn't weird at all. Sarcasm.

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"Oh, good, you made it!" Frank said opening the door for me.
"I'm actually surprise I did make it at all," I said.
"Ray is on his way, he was stuck in the biggest traffic of all time! Not going to lie, I think I heard someone say it was the biggest traffic." Frank said unsure.
"Oh my God, Frank. You can't believe everything you hear," I said taking a seat.
"Not everything," Frank said picking up his white guitar named Pansy.
"Okay, you wouldn't believe who I ran into Starbucks today," I said to Frank.
"A girl! You met the girl of your dreams!" Frank said. He can notice the excitement in my voice.
"Yes and no. I did met a girl but not of my dreams. Oh, you wouldn't guess who it is." I said with a smile.
"Is it a celebrity?" Frank asked.
"Yep."
"Lindsey Ballato." Frank said with a smile and crossed his arms.
"Dammit. How the fuck did you know?" I asked.
"Dude, Lindsey has been your little celebrity crush since she replace that other bassist. I think her name was Vanessa?" Frank asked.
"Yes, her name was Vanessa." I reply.
"Okay. Well, you have had a celebrity crush on her since then. I think she's pretty badass." Frank said tuning his guitar.
"Yeah. Did I ever told you the first time I actually met her other than today," I asked.
"No you didn't," Frank said.
"Well, I went to a concert. Mindless Self Indulgence was playing in that tour. I had brought a rose to give to Lindsey-"
"Aww," Frank said.
"Anyways," I said with a blush. "After the show, they were meeting fans. I was really shy about going up to Lindsey, Mikey push me up to meet her. So, I was right in front of Lindsey, she smiled at me.
"I gave her the rose and quickly left," I said.
"Well, that's sweet of you to do, but, don't you regret leaving quickly?" Frank asked.
"No, Well, yes," I said quietly.
"Did she recognize you when you bumped into her at Starbucks?" Frank asked.
"I think she did. Or she was trying to figure out where she seen me. She looked like she was having an argument of if she seen me somewhere in her mind," I reply.
"So, basically, you remember her, but you don't think she remembers you." Frank stated.
"Yeah. I remember her, but I know she doesn't remember me," I said.
"Well, you'll get your chance this summer to meet her," Frank said.
"What?"
"You haven't seen the band line up for Warped, haven't you." Frank said.
"No." I said.
Frank pull out two or three papers staple together.
"These are the band line ups. Read." Frank gave the paper to me.
As I read the band line ups, Frank started to practice his guitar. Bob comes in and sets up his drums. Then Mikey comes in and tunes is bass guitar.
Before I got to the M's in the band line up, Ray comes in and tunes his guitar.
As I kept looking on the list, one name pops out to me. And that is not our band name. Mindless Self Indulgence. They're going to be on the same tour as us. Holy shit.
"No way!" I said to Frank.
"Took you a while, man," Frank said. Bob, Mikey, and Ray gave us confused looks.
"MSI is going to be on Warped tour!" I said.
"Hey, you get to meet Lindsey, again," Mikey said.
"I did, today at Starbucks." I said.
"Really?" Mikey said.
I told him how it went. Quite an awkward story if you ask me. I hope Lindsey forgave me for getting coffee all over her shirt.
I remember Lindsey, but I know she doesn't remember me.