GERARDS POV
I boarded the plane along with our co-band, Sweet Genocide. Mikey and Ray seemed to get along with the five much better than I did. Personally, I wasn't all that into them, especially Raven. What was that funny business about my name anyway? Her name isn't much better. Raven. Pffft. I fastned my seatbelt and sat back in my seat, looking out of the window as the plane took off and once again becoming lost in my long trail of thought. I decided to try to take my mind off of Sweet Genocide and I even tried to reason with myself. I barely know them at all and I already dislike their leader. I guess I shouldn't hate them just yet and wait to see how they are onstage. If they're bad, well then, I guess I won't be too mad, maybe even feel sorry for them. But then a new thought came into my head. They can't be bad if they're going to perform on the main stage. It was impossible. They were going to be performing on the same stage as Fall Out Boy, Billy Idol and Avenged Sevenfold to name a few. I glanced over at Raven who sat in the aisle across from me. I then took a look at the other members. No, they were gonna be good.

RAVENS POV
Once the plane was safely in the air and stabalized, the stuardesses came around offering free coffee or tea.
"Tea or coffee?" I got asked.
"Coffee please"
"Sugar?"
"Yes"
"Milk?"
"Sure"
She prepared the coffee and handed me the extra milk and sugar along with a wooden pop stick to stir with. I poured the packet of sugar into my coffee and then added the milk. The hot liquid burnt my tongue and oozed down my throat, warming me up as the plane cabin was cold.
I looked across the aisle to Gerard and Mikey.
"Can I quickly borrow your iPod?" asked Gerard.
"Dude, I'm only half a fuck battery!" replied Mikey.
"Battery hoarder" muttered Gerard as he sipped his own coffee.
I laughed quietly to myself, amused at the small conversation.

"So what do you think of them?" asked Katrina who sat beside me, her long black hair looking silkier than ever.
"Ray, Frank and Mikey are pretty cool, but the other guy-"
"Gerard"
"-is pissing me off"
"Dude, you like barely know them!" she exclaimed "And Gerard is pretty hot"
"Kat, you have a boyfriend" I reminded her.
"Dammit" she cursed under her breath "Coz I'd get in his pants"
"Kitty!"
"What?!"
"Shut it!" I laughed, pulling out my iPod and putting on my headphones. I scrolled down my playlist and pressed on "Hallowed Be Thy Name" by Iron Maiden and closed my eyes, losing myself in the world of music. I listened to each lyric carefully and imagined what they were singing about..... the story line was visible right before my eyes in my mind.
I sunk down further into my chair as I dozed off and fell into a dreamless sleep, waking up thirty minutes before landing time. I sat up straight in my seat and looked at Katrina who was frowning at me.

"What?"
"It's Gerard"
"Oh Kit Kat! Could you please shut up about him already?" I sighed.
"He was staring at you while you were sleeping"
"Creep" I mumbled "Or was it me? Was I sleep talking? Sleep walking? Dribbling? Please tell me I wasn't dribbling!"
"Since when do you dribble in your sleep?"
"Since never"
"Then why did you ask?"
"I donno"
I looked over at Gerard who was sharing an iPod with Mikey, both of them quitely singing along to..........Hallowed Be Thy Name????
Coincidential?
"Wait! Was I singing in my sleep?" I asked, shaking Katrina.
"What the fuck man, who does that?"
"Well maybe I was the first"
"No, you weren't. You were just smiling"
"Well maybe I'm happy"
"Maybe you are"
"I am"
"Good"
I listened closely to Gerards voice and almost admired it. It was a little high pitched and a little raspy but the overall sound was nice. I'm not saying I like him, but I can't deny it. He does have a good voice. I just hoped that My Chemical Romance wouldn't outdo us at the Vans Warped tour. Nah. We're pretty good.