One word to describe my life? That would be easy but the question is which one should I use? Boring? Useless maybe? The list goes on. All I am is the most worthless 19 year old girl you could meet. All my life consists of is a circle. I stupid cycle I can't seem to escape. It just goes round and round. Never stopping. Never ending. A boring, useless, worthless routine. That is until I met Jack. The wonderful, exciting Jack Barakat. The one who turned my worthless cycle of a life and made it into something. Something amazing. Something brilliant. Something worth living.

'Come on Tori!' my little sister screamed up the stairs at me. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my keys off the table, I'd promised her a ride to school. I charged down the steps and jumped over the last 3.

'You're so immature sometimes Tor' Jade said, rolling her blue eyes at me, I just shrugged and followed her out the door. For a 15 year old she was surprisingly mature, sometime I felt like I was the younger sibling. I drove her into school, the ride was quite but not awkward. Besides we'd come to the mutual agreement on playing Paramore on the way in so it was fine. That was one of the things I loved about her, I'd inflicted my music tastes to her and she's taken them in. I pulled up in front of her school.

'Have a good day Jade' I said and she smiled

'Thanks for the ride Tori' she said and hopped out, joining a huge group of friends who were standing right in front of the school gates. I sighed and pulled my vibrating phone out my pocket, it was a message from Nixon.

TORRRI! Band in 15, be there or be killed. We're finishing up recording okay?! ;)

I rolled my eyes at his text. Classic Nixon. I started up the car and drove off the recording studio we were using. It was called Juice. Stupid name, I know. It was a huge building with recording studios, practice rooms and instrument hire. It was young band central. Which is exactly why I was going, to meet my band. We were recording a demo and sending it off to numerous record companies, praying that for once someone actually liked us. I'd started the band in high school with my best friends, Scarlet, Nixon, Ronnie and Destery. We were called Fixed at Zero. I reached the studio and the dude who sits behind the counter, Dave, smiled at me.

'They're in c4 today' he said and I smiled

'Thanks Dave!' I said and wandered back into the maze of recording booths and practice rooms. Though I practically knew this place like the back of my hand. I found room C4 and could hear Destrey's distinct drum patterns from inside. I pushed the door open, and smiled at my band mates.

'And she finally makes it!' Ronnie said, his bright yellow batman guitar sitting on his lap.

'I know you all missed me.' I said and grabbed one of the cups of coffee of a table. The place was very laid back, there was a couch in the centre of the room a few tables then all the recording equipment was in the corner. I picked up my purple guitar and sat down on the couch with Ronnie. Scarlet was sitting on the arm of the chair, her bright green mic in her hand that was hooked up to all the recording stuff along with Ronnie's guitar and Nixon's bass and there was a mic beside Destery, who was sitting at his drums in the corner. It was one of the great things about this place was recording was totally laid back, you didn't have to sit in a booth, you could record while on couches.

We spent most of the day recording, we had about 9 songs, 5 of which we'd already recorded and had got through another 2 today.

'I better split guys, I got to get Jade from school' I said, pushing my guitar back inside its case.

'Okay, be here tomorrow though, we got to finish this soon' Scar said, pushing a blonde curl behind her ear.

'I will' I said laughing.

'See you tomorrow firetruck' Nixon said and punched my shoulder, I rolled my eyes even though it hurt like fuck. They always did. He called me firetruck because my hair was firetruck red. I called him banana boy because his hair used to be radioactive yellow but now it's sort of a green radioactive colour. I pushed the door open and turned to walk down the corridor and walked straight into someone who was carrying load of coffees most of which spilled down me, some on him, the rest went on the floor.

'I'm so sorry, are you alright?' he said

'I'm fine' I said pulling the wet material of my shirt away from my skin, the coffee was scorching.

'Sorry I wasn't really looking where I was going and I'm kinda lost' he chuckled. I looked up at the dude and smiled. He had brown hair that stuck up in spikes at the back and he had a long fringe pushed to the right side of him face. His eyes were a soft chocolate brown and looked friendly. He was wearing skin tight black jeans, a shirt that said JAGK on it and had a leather jacket pulled over him.

'My fault' I said waving away his apology 'Which room are you going to?'

'Uhm' he said and looked at the back of his hand 'C7?'

'Oh right, that's just down the hall' I said and jammed my thumb over my shoulder in its direction

'Oh right thanks, I'm Jack by the way. Jack Barakat' he said and stuck out his hand.

'Tori' I said in response and took his hand, he grinned.

'Nice to meet you, well it was nice to spill coffee down you' he laughed, I joined, he was so friendly and his laugh seemed contagious.

'Jack!' said a voice from down the hall, another guy ran over. He had the same sort of hair as Jack except his was sort of mousy brown and their eye colour was also the same. 'We're just going to leave now, if you're ready…' his voice trailed off when he noticed me standing there.

'Be there in a minute Alex' Jack said, the Alex guys smiled at me once before wandering down the hall again.

'So uh, could I get you a coffee or something?' Jack said with a smile

'Uh I really got to jam but another time?' I said resentfully, I really wanted to go with him but Jade would kill me.

'Oh okay' he said, his voice sounding slightly disappointed 'could I get your number?'

'Sure' I said with a smiled, he grinned. He pulled a pen out his pocket.

'Just do it on my hand, then I won't lose it' he said, I laughed and scrawled my number across the back of a hand.

'Cool' he said and smiled at me.

'I better go, my sister will kill me if I don't leave now' I said, he smiled.

'I'll see you around, Tori' he said I smiled and waved walking over to the door.