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The Only Hope For Me Is...

Look Alive, Jetstar

we just finished a show for projekt revolution, and god was i tired! today was probably the funniest and craziest show we've ever played. frank and gerard made out, we played an encore, crowd went nuts.

then why do i feel weird?

i was waiting for the guys by the tour bus with gerard and his new girlfriend lynz, she plays bass in another band. their pretty good, but nothing special.

gerard and lynz were making out for like 10 minutes straight, so i decided to leave before he ate her. gross. i went in the bus and sat down to play a bit of guitar. self consciously i started to play our first song off of bullets, so i just laughed and continued. romance was by far my favorite song to play, if only we gave it lyrics.

when i finished i heard someone say " play honey, this mirror isn't big enough for the both of us."

i look outside and see a girl in a my chem shirt and tattered jeans staring back up at me. i would have just left her alone and kept playing, but there was something bugging me about her. " out here or out there?"

" out here, if you can."

i close the window and grab my guitar. before i leave, i see another back-up staring at me waiting to be used. i hope she plays.

" hi, do you know how to play rhythm guitar?" " only honey."

no wonder she asked to play it. i hand her the back up and instruct her to play. we play the song, with me on vocals, and god can she play. we we finish, we just stare at each other in silence.

"i'm ray toro." " i know. it's kinda obvious" she points at her shirt and laughs at my awkwardness. " i'm christa." " nice to meet you christa,so how'd you find the bus?"

" i was walking around after your set searching for a friend when i came across the parking lot. from a distance i could see the singer, so i decided to leave him and just explore. i passed by the window and could hear romance being played. i love that song, so just stayed till the end. i was hoping it'd be you, and got really lucky."

she smiles at that last part, and i could feel my cheeks turning red. fuck, i don't know how to talk to girls.

"so ray, i know this is kinda forward, but i was wondering... can i have your number. i'd really like to get to know you, and i have to go find my friend." "oh, yeah sure you can have my number" i take out my phone and hand it to her so she puts her number in, and i do the same with hers. i actually blush more when i see her wallpaper is a picture of me.

"it was nice meeting you christa, i hope we can do this again really soon. i might be able to teach you lead guitar to some other songs too." " i'd like that. bye!" " bye!"

she hands me the guitar and walks away. i watch her gracefully leave as the sun beams down on her as if she were a ray herself. i walk back onto the bus and head directly to my bunk. the guys apparently heard our conversation, so they were teasing me about having a 'new girlfriend'. " i hope" i say to them as i take off my iron maiden sweater.


" geez, toro, you must really like this girl. you never take our shit, ever! what's so special about her?" i stare at frank and just say " i don't know. that's the thing. i just don't know"

i climb in my bunk and check my phone to see i already have a new message.

Christa: i hope you have a nice tour! i might be able to see you tomorrow too!! xoxo c

" fuck, i have butterflies."

Notes

first chapter!!! i'll try to update as much as possible!

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