*Basic Premise? Gravity 5 wins a song competition and gets to open for Kaydee Worth at an LA concert. While backstage the two groups meet, and suddenly realize that there are some striking similarities between Zander and this mysterious Rags guy. I was trying to find something like this and was shocked when there weren't more crossovers! I started this ages ago and there is now a very similar story up, but I am going to post mine anyways. Here it goes!

Chapter One

"Kayce, we're tired! We have been at this for five hours already, can't we take a break?" Kevin moaned from his place behind the drums. He was massaging his hands, holding them curled up protectively against his chest. The muscles were numb and bruised and his skin was beginning to chafe and tare. If they kept going at this rate, he wouldn't be able to play at all, no matter how good they got.

"Yeah, come on K. Even I know when we need to take a break. We at least need to eat something," Zander agreed. And that about sinched it. When even Zander wanted to stop playing for a while then you knew that they had pushed well over the limits of a normal human being. But still Kayce fought the good fight.

"Come on guys! We only have three days left until the concert and two of those days we have school! We need to practice!"

"No, we NEED to EAT," Kevin insisted, still massaging his hands. Zander grabbed the first aid kit from the wall and inspected their drummers hands before carefully covering the raw skin with medical tape in order to prevent it from tearing. Nelson had pulled out his phone and was already fiddling with it, texting in his order to Mario's pizza.

"I'm on it! Meatloaf ranch and hot sauce okay?" When the girls wrinkled their noses at his suggestion he sighed dramatically. "Fine. I'll get a vegetarian pizza too."

"No olives!" Stevie called out and Nelson nodded at her request, shaggy brown hair falling into his eyes as he did so.

"I thought you liked olives?" Zander asked vaguely in confusion as he finished wrapping up the last of Kevin's fingers, looping a strip of the tape around his own little finger, which had already torn and spilled a small amount of blood onto the strings of his instrument.

"I do," Stevie agree unhelpfully. "Just not on Pizza. They're better cold."

"Ah," Zander nodded in understanding, handing Stevie the medical kit as she checked over her own fingers. Nelson was just finishing up placing the groups order and Kevin was flexing his newly wrapped fingers experimentally. Meanwhile, standing perfectly still in the corner with clenched fists, Kayce was silently fuming and getting ready to explode. Zander flopped down on the couch next to Stevie, the other girl fiddling with the tape around her fingers as she tried to protect her abused skin without limiting her dexterity or range of motion. All of them oblivious to the eruption about to take place about ten feet behind them.

"Are you kidding me?! We have less than twenty hours of available practice time before we are due to go on and you guys are sitting here discussing pizza toppings!" Kayce practically screeched, desperate and on the verge of hitting something. "Do you guys care at all about the fact that we are going to be performing live in front of fifty thousand people in just three days time? This could be our big chance to break though! To get noticed by promoters and managers and everyone else! I could finally get signed onto a music deal and you guys are acting like you don't even care!"

"YOU could get signed?," Stevie asked, incredulous. "In case you haven't noticed, they didn't sign up Kacey Simmons. They signed up Gravity 5. As in, all of us, not just you."

"Yeah, but it's not like any of you guys are taking this seriously! This is just some game for you, a hobby to pass the time! It's not like any of you are really going to make it-" Kacey cut herself off when she realized what she had just said, but it was too late.

"Yeah, 'cus you're the only one who's really going to make it, right?" Zanders voice wafted up from the couch, his muscles tense before he stood and turned to face her, hurt and anguish lacing his tone more than anything else. "We're just the nerds, the losers who took you in when your precious friends turned their backs on you. And you know what, yeah, you may be good Kayce. But in case you hadn't noticed, you only started getting anywhere when you joined Gravity 5. You and the perfs were going for a long time without getting any traction and now that you've jumped ships you think it's all because of you?" Kacey had the good grace to look ashamed, starring sheepishly down at her feet, but Zander wasn't done. "We were a band before you ever got here, and in case you haven't noticed, we put as much into this as you do. You need to get used to the idea that you are not the only one here."

"Guys, I'm sorry!" Kayce protested. "You know I didn't mean that!"

"Actually, I think you did," Kevin said glumly, leveling the girl with an unusually serious look before he got up from behind his drums and went to sit on the couch with the others. Zander had sat back down and even Nelson had joined the little group, so that the couch was now jam packed. Kayce quickly jogged around the couch to look at her friends, all of whom were regarding her with angry expressions, their arms crossed over their chests in uniform hurt.

"Please guys, I'm sorry! You know I love you all, I am just stressed and tired and nervous and scared. I know you guys are serious about this, I just freaked out a little bit is all. Please? Please forgive me?" Kacey held her hands out in silent prayer that they forgive her, still mentally slapping herself for such an inconsiderate slip up and only hoping that her friends would be gracious enough to forgive her before the big concert on Saturday. "Please guys? What do I have to do for you to forgive me?"

The four band mates looked at each other for a moment, assessing each other's moods in such a way that it almost seemed as if they were having a silent conversation amongst themselves before looking to her and delivering their verdict in unison, heads bobbing enthusiastically as they spoke. "Pizza!"