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I stood side stage and watched as they played one of my favorite songs. Garrett bounced around the stage and they girls in the crowd went wild. I was sure some of them out there wanted him more than I did. The sad part was neither of us had more of a chance with him.

I watched a few more songs as I sipped at my water and rested my aching throat. We had just finished our set and I had given it all I had. It definitely had nothing to do with the fact that Garrett was standing watching the whole time. Definitely didn't.

"Hey girl!" I heard a voice behind me exclaim and I turned to greet their face. Rachael stood before me and I swallowed hard. She was beautiful. I couldn't deny it. She wore one of Garrett's favorite shirts and long washed out jeans. She wrapped me in a hug and I couldn't help but wish she wasn't here.

Of course I was jealous of his girlfriend. Well wanting to be her more than jealous. I'd always had the biggest crush on Garrett but I didn't think much of it. But ever since the tour started he was all I thought about. I even dreamt about him once or twice. I'd wake up and realize it wasn't real and just want to crawl under a rock. I didn't want to admit it, but I was falling in love with him.

"How've you been?" Rachael asked me once our voices were audible over the now calmed crowd.

"I've been alright," I replied, "this tours been amazing."

"That I hear!" Rachael smiled, "John said you guys have been unbelievable. He's so glad you're on the tour."

"John?"

"Yeah," she shook her head, "John O'Callaghan."

She had talked to John? John had known she was coming! And he chose to not tell me. Why would he not tell me Rachael was going to stop by on the tour. But then again, why would he? He had no clue I had a crush on his band mate and best friend.

"You feeling alright?" Rachael asked and gently grabbed my elbow. "You look a little woozy."

"I'm fine," I replied with a fake smile. "I think I may just need to lie down. Our set just ended."

"Yeah, sorry I missed it." Rachael shot me a sympathetic look and I shook my head. "It's alright, I'm guessing it was quite the drive here."

"Oh it was," Rachael smiled, "but totally worth it. I mean, I get to see my guy."

She winked and it felt like she had stabbed me in the gut with a switchblade. I nodded and started back towards the backstage entrance.

"Si Si," she called after me.

"Uhm hm," I replied as I turned around.

"Feel better soon!"

I shook my head in thanks and continued backstage. I fumbled into the main room and plopped down the couch. Devin and Blake sat on opposite sides of the room on their laptops and shared funny YouTube videos with each other. I groaned and threw my arm across my face.

"Hey you alright?" Blake asked.

"Just fucking fine," I replied.

"You saw her didn't you?" he asked.

"You knew she was coming!" I exclaimed as I sat up and shot him a "you've got to be kidding me" look.

"Wait, who is 'she?'" Devin blurted, "I want to know."

"She's no one," I coldly replied. Turning my attention to Blake I yelled, "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME SHE WAS COMING?"

"I didn't know until a couple of minutes ago when she walked in here, I swear!" Blake replied, "she actually, she asked where you where."

"Wait, so you're talking about Rachael?" Devin asked us both.

"YES!" we both exclaimed.

"Sorry," he winced and returned to his laptop screen.

I turned back to Blake and studied his expression, he seemed to be telling the truth so I asked, "why'd she ask where I was?"

"She said she wanted to see you, I'm guessing she missed you…"

"What-the fuck-ever." I rolled my eyes and lay back down on the couch. Rachael was a great girl, don't get me wrong, but we weren't "buddy-buddy." I barely knew her.

"Where is everyone?" I asked the room in general.

"Rocket is upstairs eating whatever the ordered from some Chinese place, and I do believe Brian and all them are in the venue somewhere meeting fans," Blake replied.

I heard the door creak open and I looked to see who it was. Kennedy's girlfriend Britta stepped in carrying two icy water bottles. She smiled and sauntered over to me.

"I just talked to Rachael and she said you weren't feeling good, so I brought you these." She handed me one of the waters and put the other on the edge of the couch. She was so nice and such a good friend. We only became really close once the tour started but I had known her for a while. She and Kennedy had been together for nearly three years and they were completely inseparable.

"Thanks Britt." I grabbed the water and took a cold sip.

"No problem," she replied, "do you think you're hungry? Do you want to try some of the stuff up stairs? I don't know if you like Chinese but we have a shit ton."

"I'm fine, thanks though."

"No problem," she smiled and sauntered out of the room. I cradled the water and squeezed my eyes shut again. This was just fucking great. Half the tour thought I was about to blow chunks everywhere. And the other half couldn't care less. I didn't even want to imagine which half Garrett belonged to.

I finally dragged myself off the couch and left the dressing room. The stairs were to my left and the stage to my right. I decided to take the stairs. I climbed up and heard yelling and the blasting of a song I didn't recognize. I reached the top step and entered a crowd of eating band guys. Halvo sat in the corner munching on chicken and broccoli while messing with his iPhone. Nick was strew across a couch, a platter of boneless pork in his lap and a iHome in hand. He selected another song and lay it back on the table.

"Well hello there Sierra," Justin greeted me and waved me over. I plopped down on a folding chair next to him and smiled. "Want some?" he motioned a fork full of pork fried rice at me and I declined.

Britta soon emerged in the doorway and smiled when she noticed I was up here as well, "she's alive!"

"I'm alive," I fake enthused.

"Glad to here it," she smirked and I dropped my gaze to the floor. Before I knew it Britta joined Halvo in the corner and she plucked a piece of chicken out of him metal try. He shyly smiled at her and motioned it towards her. She shook her head and covered her mouth. "I'm good," she replied.

Why Britta was hanging out with Halvo escaped me, but I let it go and leaned back in my chair. "Be careful!" Justin warned just as I felt the legs coming off the ground. My chair stared to tip back farther and Justin caught my back.

I felt my heart rate pick up as I began to return to the ground. "Sorry I forgot to tell you about the chair," Justin apologized. "But don't lean back."

"I got that now," I replied.

I sat up stairs for a little while longer and just spaced out. No one but Blake and I knew about how much I wanted Garrett but I felt like everyone knew and was taunting me over it. Garrett being the worst. The way he walked, the way he smiled, it was all a tease. I just wanted him, that's all I asked for, was that to much to ask?

Soon enough I heard a stampede of footsteps erupt up the stairs and sat up in my chair. The first one to reach the top step was Kennedy. He trudged through the room sweat rag in hand and made his way over to Britta who had migrated from Halvo's side of the loveseat. He plopped down and she began to rub his shoulders. She kissed him on the cheek and he smiled as he caught his breath.

Next was Jared followed by Pat. Pat shook his damp hair and I flinched hoping not to attract any sweat. The next that came up stairs was John. He was of course shirtless and sweaty as hell. He spotted me and came bustling over, his hips swiveling with each step.

"Hey, I didn't get to catch you before our set, but you were fucking amazing tonight!"

"Thanks John," I tried to smile as I looked past him and watched as Rachael and Garrett came upstairs hand in hand. My heart sank and I shifted my gaze to the floor again.

"Hey you alright?" John asked.

"I'm fine thanks," I replied.

John sauntered away and grabbed a shirt out of his bag. The threw it on and took a seat next to Halvo.

"So how was the show?" Halvo asked him.

"It was great, but I'm so fucking tired," John replied.

"You know what that means…"

"PARTY!" Eric and John slapped hands and I rolled my eyes. The last thing I wanted to do was party.

After putting on a fake smile and meeting as many fans as I could outside the venue, I climbed on The Maine's bus and joined the party that had already started. I figured if I got to bored with it I could just leave and crash in the back of our van. Tomorrow was our day off, we weren't going anywhere.

John and Halvo sat on the bench, beers in hand, watching something on the mini TV. Pat sat in the fetal position at the kitchen table playing with hair and typing on his phone.

"Some party guys!" I fake enthused.

"Oh it hasn't even started yet," Eric laughed, "just wait."

Just then I heard a door burst open behind me and various members of The Summer Set began mounting the bus. John Gomez and his girlfriend Lacey stepped on the bus carrying a 30 rack of Coors Light and John squealed like a little girl when he saw them. Soon Britta and Kennedy joined the party but decided to walk right past us. They stopped in the doorway and exchanged a few words I couldn't make out. Soon she leaned in and lay a kiss on his lips, he smiled and lay a hand on her hip. Kennedy slid open the door to the bunk rooms and Britta put up her pointer finger symbolizing "one second." Kennedy slipped into the bunk rooms and Britta began pacing towards me.

"You sure you up for partying girl?" she asked.

"You sure you're up for whatever's about to go down in there?" I laughed, pointing my eyes towards the bunkroom.

"Nothings going to happen," she rolled her eyes.

"Are you sure Kenny knows that?"

"He will," she chuckled. "But really though, you sure you're up for a party?"

"I'm fine," I replied.

Just then Garrett and Rachael stepped on the bus and I froze. They pushed past me and Rachael gave me a slight smile, "glad to see you're feeling better."

I smiled but was shaking on the inside. Britta could tell and she pulled me aside. "You were never sick were you?"

"What do you mean?" I replied, pretending to act like I had no idea what she was talking about.

"You're not sick Sierra, you're in love."

"Oh shut up!" I laughed it off, "you're insane."

"No, you are if you think I can't tell. I've seen that look a thousand times before. It's the same look Eric gives me. You so have the hots for Garrett and you are insanely jealous of Rachael."

"No, I am not."

"Yes you are!" she exclaimed, "why didn't you tell me?"

"Tell you that I'm in love with a guy who could give a fuck less if I was alive?" I shot back.

"He does too give a fuck!" Britta urged, "you just, oh my god. You're in love with Garrett."

"Just don't tell anyone okay," I shifted my eyes to the party to see if anyone could have heard our conversation.

"I won't tell anyone, but Sierra, you're so missing out right now!"

"Missing out on what?"

Britta softly chucked and lay a hand on my shoulder, "you don't see it do you? You're too wrapped up in Garrett to see it."

"See what?"

"John!" She whisper-yelled, "John totally wants you. Like badly."

"O'Callaghan?"

"No Gomez," Britta rolled her eyes, "yes O'Callaghan. You know what, this might work."

"What might work?" I asked, completely confused.

"Operation: Green Garrett. Act like you're into John and make Garrett jealous."

"How am I going to make a guy with a girlfriend jealous?" I scoffed, "there's no way this is going to work."

"Trust me, it will. If Garrett see's you tripping over yourself trying to get him he won't think anything of it, but if you start to show interest in someone else, especially his best friend, he'll go nuts. You'll be him in no time."

"That's not going to work," I shook my head, "there's no way…"

"There's a way, just trust me on this."

"You're insane…"

"Go!" Britta pushed me into the party and I stumbled over to John.

"Well looks like miss Si Si is already feeling a little loose," he giggled.

"Are you kidding me," I turned on my sexkitten voice, "I haven't even gotten started."

An "Ohhhhh!" went around the bus as I took a seat next to John. "Well let's get it started," John purred as he handed me a frosty can.

"Let's," I said as I threw up a cheers and quickly looked over to see if Garrett was going to join in.