RAVENS POV
"Sweetie, you know you don't have to go if you don't want to" said my mom as she gripped my hand tightly.
"Mom, I want to do this! I'm twenty-three already, I'm not a baby" I chuckled whilst smiling at my mother "And I gotta make a name for myself, other than Raven Barely. I mean, what kind of a surname is that anyway?!"
"I'm gonna miss you hon"
"I'm gonna miss you too mom, but I really wanna do this. You know it's been my dream since I was, what? Thirteen? And that was ten years ago!"
"I remember, you were playing your guitar and writing down melodies back in 1995"
"And here we are, 2005" I smiled.
"Vans Warped Tour babyyyy!!!!" exclaimed Jeremy as he ran to me and gave me and awkward hug from behind "Aren't you excited?!"
"Nah, not at all" I laughed sarcastically "Anyway mom, I gotta go like now"
"Take care and don't spread your legs for some no good emo band" advised my dad. You could always trust my dad to pop in with some "witty" advice.
"Daaaaa-aaad" I laughed.
"Is that a promise?" he said, rather seriously might I add.
"Yes daaaaaaaaad"

My plane for Colombus, Ohio was at 10:30am this morning so I still had half an hour to go. I walked along in the airport in New Jersey and to our gate along with the rest of the band. It took a little while to get to Newark Liberty International Airport from Belleville, but it was the closest. As it so happened, we weren't the only Belleville based band on the Warped tour. We were going to be sharing the main stage with a band I hadn't even heard of until today when Josh mentioned it. They were called My Chemical Romance, a five piece band containing guys and guys only, meaning we had some competition.
"I think that's them" muttered Josh, keeping his head down low.
"I think so too" I whispered "Dayum, they look pro"
I saw that the band members were all whsipering about something and continuously glancing at us in secret ever now and then. One of them stood up and started to walk this way. He had awesome yet crazy hair and Iron Maiden t-shirt, identical to mine.
"I couldn't help but notice your Iron Maiden tee" he said.
"Ha yeah, you like Iron Maiden?" I asked him.
"Fuck yes! I'm crazy for Iron Maiden" he smiled "My band are too"
"Are you My Chemical Romance?" I asked.
"Yeah, are you........ Sweet Genocide?"
"Yep" Josh smiled, stepping in "Nice to meet you"
"Great to meet you too, I'm Ray"
"I love your hair Ray" I replied.
"Thanks, I got the piss taken out of me for it back in high school" he laughed "But it seriously can't be tamed, so I don't bother trying"
I looked over Rays shoulder and saw another member coming over. He was a rather scrawny kid with spikey brown hair and wore an Anthrax t-shirt. I'm talking about the band, not the disease.
"Are you guys Sweet Genocide?" he asked.
"Sup Mikey" grinned Ray.
"the sky" Mikey smiled "Oh hey, I'm Mikey, the best in the band"
"Hey. I'm Raven, that's Josh, That's Katrina, Jeremy and that guy over there is Ross and we are Sweet Genocide" I said proudly.
"Sweet name"
"Thanks"
"You should come meet the rest of our band" this Mikey kid seemed a bit too enthusiastic.
"You sure that would be okay? That guy over there looks a little........ scary?" I giggled, getsuring to a slightely chubby guy with greasy jet black hair and Misfits hoodie.
"Oh, he's alright. He's my brother actually" Mikey frowned.
"I'm sorry"
"It's fine"

I followed Mikey and Ray over to where the rest of the band was sitting. The scary guy was talking to an even scarier looking guy whos skin was absoloutely stained with tattoos, including the word HALLOWEEN spread across his knuckles. He had a lip ring piercing, ear piercing and nose piercing.
"Gee, Frank, this is Sweet Genocide" Mikey said, introducing us to the other two guys "Where's Bob?"
"Needed to take a piss" chuckled Frank "Oh and nice to meet you guys by the way"
"Names?" said the other guy.
"I'm Raven" I smiled wearily "You?"
"Gerard"
I snorted a bit at the name. A tough looking guy like him with such a posh name.
"What's so funny?" he said defensivly, standing up and walking closer to me.
"Nothing" I smiled "I just thought of something funny"
Gerard glared at me for a brief moment, the stench of tobacco, alcohol and coffee all brewed into one intoxicating smell. He then turned his head away and sat back down in his seat, edging a little further away. I assumed that Josh had sensed the tension and decided to break it before it got any worse.
"Anyway, I'm Joshua, but you can call me Josh"
"My name is Ross and you can call me Ross"
"I'm Katrina, but you can call me Kat. Just don't call me by my last name, I hate it"
"And I'm Jeremy and please don't call me Jerm. I got bullied for that all throughout my schooling life"
"And yeah, we're Sweet Genocide" I added.
"You guys pumped for the tour?" asked Frank.
"Yes! Sharing the stage with Fall Out Boy, Billy Idol, Avenged Sevenfold, The All American Rejects, Simple Plan, The Offspring, Alexisonfire and Suicide machines! It's gonna be so hot!"
"You're on the main stage too?" frowned Gerard.
"Yeah, got a problem?"
"No"

Let's just say, I just wasn't that into him.