AN: Hey everyone!! Apart from being a huge Dark Angel Fan I also really love Good Charlotte!!! This is my first piece of writing about them so please be kind in your reviews. Thanks.

Amity opened the oven and placed her tray of neatly cut cookies inside. The timer began to count down steadily from 12 minutes.

'Finally, a break!'  She thought to herself, having anticipated this moment for a while now. Amity wasn't at work, but none the less she was fairly busy. All day she had been cooking for her new found friends who were all upstairs working on their new album. They hadn't thought up a name for it yet, in fact they hadn't even written more than 3 songs for it, but if it was like anything like their previous 2 albums, the first self-titled 'Good Charlotte' and the second 'The Young and the Hopeless', then Amity was sure it would be great.

It had only been little over a month since she had met her first member of the band, Paul, and since then, the other 4, Benji, Joel, Billy and lastly Dusty, plus Joel and Billy's girlfriends, Morgan and Amy. How nice they'd all been to her, this excluding Morgan who Amity was sure hated her, and how close they'd all become in such a short time.

The Oven beeped to signal that the 12 minutes was up.

'Had it been that long already?'

Amity dusted flour off her jeans and opened the oven door. A rush of deliciously scented warm air flooded out to meet her.

'Ahh…cinnamon' She relished the smell.

After she had neatly laid the cookies out onto plates to cool, Amity began the gruelling task of cleaning up.

'A good cook is a tidy cook' Her mom had always told her. The memory brought a stab of homesickness back to Amity's heart. She had seen her mom only last week and yet it seemed a lot longer. She'd had to give her a call tonight.

"Oh Cookies!!" came an excited voice from behind her. Startled, Amity spun around in time to catch Benji's hand, which was hovering over the plate, in hers.

"Wait till they cool!" She said, trying hard to keep the laughter out of her voice.

Benji looked disappointed but complied with a cheeky smile.

"How's everything going upstairs"? Amity asked, turning back to wiping down the bench.

"It's not going too good to be honest. We managed to get a couple chords down but the lyrics just ain't happening"

"So have you guys finished up for the day or what? It's been pretty quiet," She said, drying her hands.

"Nah. Joel's hoping to fit in as much work today as he can. He want's to take Morgan out shopping tomorrow" Benji's eyes seemed fixated on watching the steam rise from the cookies.

"What for?" Amity asked, her eyes following the tattoos up his arm as she found she often did when talking to Benji.

"Oh you know. Buy her more shit she don't need." He caught her eyes on his arm and held her gaze for a second before shifting back to the cookies.

"I think these are cool now"

"Same, go ahead" She said a little uneasily.

Just then, the rest of the gang arrived, much to Amity's relief. It wasn't, that she didn't like Benji, or that she felt uncomfortable around him. Usually she loved the time they spent together. But just then, the way he had looked at her, if it had lasted any longer…Amity placed a hand to her cheek as though to hide a blush.

"Look Paul, Amity made us cookies!" Benji said to an approaching Paul.

"And they're delicious" He smiled up at her.

Paul took a bite of his and it seemed his whole body slumped into it's own appreciation.

"Amity these are really great!" said Billy.

"Honey, try to get them in your mouth" Said Amy, as she brushed a few crumbs from his t-shirt.

"You know what goes good with cookies?" asked Joel

"Beer" he said before anyone could reply.

"Dude, get one for me" said Dusty, reaching in for a second cookie.

"Morgan, have a cookie" Amity encouraged. She knew that as a dancer, Morgan usually turned down this sort of food, and probably since this time she had made them, Morgan would refuse them again, but she had to at least try to be civil.

"No thank you" Said Morgan, staring down at the plate and then up at Amity.

"They're really good" Joel called from the fridge.

"I'm sure they are, and thank you for the offer but I'm watching my figure. Though, I'm not the only one who should be…" She trailed off but not before casting an accusing glare at Amy, who it was no secret had gained a couple of pounds over the past couple weeks.

If Amy had felt any hurt from Morgan's snide remark, she showed no signs of it. She just narrowed her blue eyes and tossing her bouncy blonde curls, continued to munch on her cookie.

Morgan stalked off quietly upstairs and soon after, Joel followed, claiming he had 'Morgan Maintenance' to attend to.

"Amity, you'll have to get me the recipe," Amy said sweetly as she finished up her mouthful.

"I'll call you tonight" Amity promised.

"We'd better get back to it" Billy said and took Amy by the arm.

They left the room leaning against each other and halfway up the stairs both broke up in a series of giggles.

"Come on Paul" said Dusty, tearing Paul away from the cookies and taking another can of beer for himself before ascending the stairs. As they were heading up Amity managed to catch some of their conversation.

"Buddy I think your dreams have been answered. Your Girlfriends a hell of a cook" Dusty joked.