Band members:

Alex/ Alexandra- Lead vocals

Danny- Lead vocals, guitar

Jake- Drums. Is also Alex's twin.

Zach- Bass guitar, vocals

Nate- Guitar

Other Bands:

Switchfoot

All Time Low

The Ready Set

Nevershoutnever!

Paramore

We The Kings

Hey Monday

Greyson Chance

Cody Simpson

We Are The In Crowd

And possible more later!

Prologue

"Aw, sweet lineup this year!" One guy said. He had dark blond/brown-ish auburn-clored hair and dark brown eyes. Another that looked a lot like him was next to him. They high-fived.

"Who's at the bottom?" The second kid asked. Well, he was about eighteen, so I guess he wasn't really a kid. "The… Saints Without A Cause?" The second guy shrugged and they left. The tour manager clapped their hands and yelled.

"HEY! EVERYOBDY, LISTEN UP!" The tour manager, a woman, said. Everyone shut up and took a seat. We were already sitting down. Zach's head was in Danny's lap, and she played with his dark blond hair.

"Thanks, Anna," the other tour manager said. "We're very excited for this year's tour. But as there is a new band, and they are under the age of 20, there will be some restrictions and rules set. There will be no alcohol-" The guys from Forever The Sickest Kids groaned. "There will be no smoking, and each band member must be in their own buses by 12:00 midnight. Is that clear?" Everyone groaned this time.

Hey, I may be 14, but I still have a bedtime! Jack Barakat from All Time Low raised his hand.

"Yes, Jack?" The woman asked.
"Um, who is the band?" He asked. Everybody seemed to be thinking the same thing or something similar, as the only noise was Cassadee Pope's chair scraping against the hardwood floor. Jake looked at me. We all rose. Nate cleared his throat and flipped his hair. I pulled down my To Write Love On Her Arms campaign Hot Topic t-shirt.

"Well, this is our drummer Jake, our lead guitar Nate, Zach is our bass guitar, Danny is our lead singer and guitarist, and I sing and play a little of the guitar. We're called The Saints Without A Cause, but The Saints for short," I introduced us. The room was almost completely silent.

"Play something!" I heard Alex from Hey Monday say. There were shouts of agreement. Hayley from Paramore got up and handed us three guitars. Jake sat at the drum set.

"Okay… Um, I guess we'll play Tristan," I said. Everyone nodded. There were a few claps and whoops as we started playing. I sang the whole song. I could see Paramore, All Time Low, and all the others staring at us intently as we played and sang. I was so nervous the whole time.

These were some of the best bands in the world. But then again, this song was about my brother. I owed him the honor. Even though he was dead.

"Tristan, wait for me! Tristan, wait in heaven and I'll be okay! Tristan, if you love me, you'll wait for me," I finished, making sure I landed the last note. Hopefully.

Everyone clapped. Alex and Jack from All Time Low whooped and cheered. Everyone scattered. We put the guitars back. Nate patted my shoulder in encouragement. I nodded. "Thanks." I took a sip of my water. I turned around to see a blond boy and a dark-haired boy, both about our age. I almost ran into the dark-haired one. It was Cody Simpson and Greyson Chance.

I had to keep my cool. "That was awesome," Greyson said.

"Um, thanks," I said. He handed me my bag and smiled. He stuck out his hand.

"I'm Greyson, by the way. And this is my friend Cody," he introduced himself.

"Yeah, I'm a huge fan. Like, huge fan of yours," I replied. I probably blushed, as he did.

"I get that a lot. I mean, it feels awesome, but sometimes I'd just like to see someone say 'who the heck is he?' or 'oh, that beiber like kid'. I'm sorry, that was awkward," he said. "I babble when I'm nervous." Cody came up behind him.

"He actually does," Cody agreed. "You should have seen him when he met Lady Gaga. I thought he was having a talking seizure or something." I laughed.

"It's actually kind of cute," I replied. Greyson shot me a look of greatfulness.

"Hey, I was kind of wondering, did you want to go to dinner or something? There's an awesome place down the street," Greyson said. I nodded. Did Greyson Chance just ask me out? My dreams must have been coming true.

"Um, sure! Let me ask-" Jake stopped us.

"I'll do it," he volunteered. I gave him a silent smile and a million thank-you's and I'll- find-a-way-to-repay-you look. Greyson grabbed my bag.

"Here. I'll get that," he said, taking my bag for me. I smiled. I was really liking Greyson Chance.

Three hours later

"Thanks for the ride, Mrs. Chance!" I said to Greyson's mom. She dropped me off and I walked in my house. My bags were already packed, probably Danny's doing. I picked up my guitar and walked in my room.

There's Your Prologue! I hope you enjoyed it, I enjoyed writing it! Just so you know, she and Greyson are JUST FRIENDS. I modeled this band after mine, but changed a lot of stuff, including members' names and junk, and the number. We only have 2 leads, guitarist, and drummer.

And I didn't really have a brother, I have no siblings. I've already started chapter 1, so I can't wait to see what you guys think, if you wouldn't mind giving me a review. Then again, people are really lazy nowadays. I know, I'm probably one of the guilty parties.