Alex Gaskarth has it all, a perfect life, awesome hair, and a pretty hot girlfriend, but his world is turned upside down when he meets a girl who calls him out for his faults. He hits back, telling doesn't know him at all, and never will. But the clock strikes midnight on Thursday the 12th of June, and the two are about to know eachother better than anyone ever has. Call it an out of body experience.

Keep The Change, You Filthy Animal – Chapter One – Thursday, 12th June, 2008.

If you're not into magic or fantasy, then don't read on, because this is both.

I may indeed point out that this story is somewhat along the lines of it's a boy girl thing. There will be 17 chapters. Just because it's my favourite number. Set In America. For Obvious Reasons. It may be smutty. You'll deal :')

Without any further Adieu, onto chapter 1!.

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"I feel the pressure…It's coming down on me, it's turning me black and blue…whoah-"

The music blurred through my cheap earphones, meshing with my emotions exactly.

It was a Wednesday night in a wet June, and I was at home, again.

I just couldn't afford to go anywhere lately, my funds were running dry, and the only thing I had going for me was my knack for writing.

A knack which didn't lead to as much money as I'd hoped.

My hair fell in my eyes, and I brushed it aside for the millionth time that rain soaked night.

Tipping back my head, I reached for a pen again, searching for the right words to create a lovesick melody, but they just wouldn't come.

It wasn't fair.

I shuffled through the papers on my desk, sorting through different lyrics from different bands.

Escape the Fate and All Time Low seemed to be the bands which really got their meanings across.

It's a shame that they had changed since the beginning.

Everyone was so much more interested in Image these days, rather than music.

I flicked through to a picture of the one and only Alex Gaskarth and snorted, proving to myself my point again.

Why was it that all the guys in bands these days were so obssessed with their hair?

I would much rather have a boyfriend with normal locks, not electrocuted hair.

Not saying I didn't like his though.

I chucked the paper to the side, and closed my eyes, rubbing my temples.

Come on words, come, I chanted, praying for a new idea.

But they didn't.

I turned the music down on my ipod, before switching it off completely.

I supposed I really should have a blank slate for creating lyrics.

They were no good if they belonged to someone else.

Speaking of blank slate, maybe after a shor t nap, my mind would be more refreshed.

"Noah, turn out the lights would you?" I called to my roomie, and, within a few seconds I was shrouded in darkness.

Noah didn't mind having the lights on, or off, and he seemed to be happy with having them off tonight, and I assumed that seeing as he was over by the switch, he wouldn't mind turning them off.

I guess I think too much.

Rubbing a hand across my eyes, I rolled over to my side, noticing that the said hand was covered in eyeshadow.

Damn makeup, again.

I never remembered to take it off.

Screw it.

I flipped onto my back again, when the image of Alex Gaskarth floated into my mind again, just as my phone rang.

"Take off your makeup and put down the camera, choke on the drama that makes me want to-" the phone rang, and I picked it up.

"It's Riley. And it's also 1am, what's up?" I blurred out.

"Ohai Riley! It's Steph!" the overly cheery voice blared from the small phone speaker.

Did I even know this girl?

I thought back, checking for any mention of a steph.

Nup.

"Do I know-?" I started, before being cut off by her obnoxious voice again.

"It's steph from school!" she sounded cheery still.

God I hated fake cheer.

School?

High school had been four years ago.

This girl must have been going through her phonebooks.

"Yeah, so, what's up steph?" I implemented a bit of false bravado.

"Oh, well, It's my 21st this Thursday and I was just inviting you to my party!" I heard her excitement.

I didn't even know this girl, and she was calling me at 1 in the morning to invite me to her party?

"That sound's great, " I said bluntly, "But-"

"Oh!" Steph interrupted again, "Dress up a bit yeah? Because I got – you'll never believe this!- All Time Low to play at my party!"

Her voice squealed a bit at the end.

She had All Time Low at her party?

Suddenly, I remembered her, the rich Barbie doll steph from school.

I shuddered a bit, and then smiled, I would put up with this.

If only to see All Time Low.

"Okay," I made an effort to sound cheery, "I'll be there."

"Great!" she enthused, "I'm having it at the hall where we had the school ball, you know the one?"

"Yeah," I sighed.

"Awesome!" her fake joy rung through my line, "I'll see you there then!"

Yeah, 'Awesome!', I thought, and I put down my phone next to my bed.

I guess I'd be seeing one of my favourite bands, for the first time since they hit the big time.

Should be interesting.

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I packed up my gear and zipped up my bag, all set to go.

Jack sauntered over to me and grinned ''Tonight'll be good huh?"

I couldn't help but grin back, as I climbed into the shotgun seat of the car.

Jack climbed into the drivers, and the boys followed in the back.

Yeah, tonight would be good, better than touring around.

Way more time to sleep, and fuck around.

Literally, when Sarah was around.

She was good for that kinda thing.

I looked into the rearview mirror, as I replied "Yeah bro, It'll be sweet."

Rian drummed a method on the back of my chair, and Zack hummed to himself.

We were all pretty pumped for tonight, even though this wasn't a big venue, or even a real concert.

"So what's the name of the chick we're performing for?" I said through a mouthful of donut.

(Don't ask where that came from, it was just in the car)

"I think it's steph," Jack glanced at me quickly and then turned his attention back to the road.

"Is she hot?" my voice was muffled by donut.

"Really, Alex?" Rian sighed.

"What?" I shot a grin at Rian, "Is she?"

"Dunno," Zach answered, "But Sarah is, why don't you keep your attentions to her?"

I sighed through my donut.

Little did they know, but, even though Sarah was good in bed, she was dead in the head.

I'd been trying to break up with her for a bit now.

I perked up again though, when a little lightbulb flicked over my head.

"I bet she is hot."

"Alex!" Rian and Zack chorused.

Who knew they could harmonise?

And when did they become so mature?

I was allowed to have a little bit of fun now and again.

"Go for it bro," Jack grinned at me, he was always behind my decisions, and that is why I loved that boy.

Not in a gay way, you understand.

I nodded to myself, and finished off my donut.

"I think we'll start with Coffee Shop Soundtrack," I turned back to the powerpuff girls, "Its good for parties, and, well, I just wanna start with it, okay?"

"Yeah, we're cool with whatever," Rian replied, "Just tell me a bit before we start Mkay? And I'll give an intro."

I settled back into my seat, and looked at the passing landscape.

America was a beautiful country.

It was about 5 minutes before we would reach our destination, or so said Jack.

We passed the time with a game of I-Spy.

Jack, naturally, went first.

"I spy with my little eye," he turned and looked at me, before grinning "something beginning with B"

"Bird?" Rian guessed, always the mature one.

"Boobs?" Zack asked, which was closer to the sort of thing Jack would be spying.

"Keep your eyes off of my incredibly perky nipples," I covered said objects up with my hands.

"Nup," Jack replied, "But the object in question is part of something which has those things as well."

"What? Birds?" Rian asked, confused.

"No," Jack chuckled, "Boobs."

I sighed, and then looked down.

By the way Jack was staring at me, I'm pretty sure I was the something that held the object in question.

I did not have boobs!

I ran my hands over my chest, and not feeling a noticeable rise over my ribs I glared at Jack.

He simply laughed.

"Tool?" I guessed, looking straight at Jack.

"Now now Alex, that starts with T," Jack took one hand off the wheel and patted my head.

I glared.

"Belt?" Zack continued guessing , "Bra, boots, brains, books?"

Bra? Really?

"Nope," Jack grinned like a loon, "Give up?"

"Yes," Rian said, at the same time as Zach said "No!"

They kept going until with a final attempt "Brown Hair?" they gave up.

Jack burst out laughing as he choked out the answer, "I can't BELIEVE you didn't guess this, it's a trending topic within ourselves."

I rolled my eyes, and looked down.

"Boner!" Jack laughed.

"Should have known," Rian and Zach sighed.

"Well, I forgive you," Jack grinned at them, "It is incredibly small and hard to see."

I'd like you all to know that I did not have that object at said time either.

"We're here!" I said eagerly, happy to end the taunt.

Bright lights encompassed the hall, and I was slightly dazzled as I stepped out the car.

Cool.

My 21st hadn't been like this, I was on tour at the time.

:(

I looked around, before my eyes settled on a bright pink dress, moving our way.

A bright pink dress attatched to a body, that is.

"Hi!" an overly cheery blond greeted us, "I'm steph!"

Huh, so this was steph.

I was right.

She, was hot.

"Im Alex," I grinned saucily, at the same time as Jack stuck his hand out with "I'm Jack."

"Great!" Steph smiled brightly, "I'm so glad you guys are here! If you could set up over there-"

She pointed to a stage, "That would be awesome."

Rian lugged up his kit, and moved over there, Zach following.

"Righty," Jack smirked, "We'll be ready in a bit."

And with that he followed them.

I stayed behind a second, and grinned at steph again.

"Maybe I'll see you after the show," she winked.

That satisfied me, and I turned to make my way to the boys, before replying, "Maybe you will."

I loved parties.