Some of these characters are not mine and are based on the members of All Time Low and other bands. I don't own All Time Low or any other bands, I am just a fan.

You know, I never thought I'd have a best friend as great as Alex. He's smart, funny, kind, caring and a complete and utter asshole but I think that's why I love him so much. He's always been there for me, ever since that first day in 9th grade when I didn't know a soul. I didn't have a clue where I was going, what I was doing or how I was going to do it but the minute Alex came along none of that mattered because he took care of me.

I was scared on my first day at high school in Baltimore. I didn't know what people were going to be like or whether they'd accept me or not. I figured I should be okay though, I'm not exactly the type of person who stands out. I never have been. I try and keep myself to myself. That all changed the day I bumped into Alex.

When I first bumped into him I was terrified. I think I thought he was going to be mean to me, I don't know. He was the exact opposite of my expectations.

'Hey kid, you alright? You look a little lost,' he paused for a moment and saw the terror in my eyes, 'I can take you to class if you like?'

He had obviously been at the school a little while longer than me, but that wasn't the first thought to cross my mind. In fact the first thing I thought was dayum. He had big gorgeous brown eyes, messy dark hair with an awkward pink streak through it and was reasonably tall. In fact, when I first saw him I didn't want to be his friend, I wanted to be his girlfriend. However, I didn't know anybody at the school as my family had just moved from London to America, so I gathered I needed all the friends I could get.

'Umm… okay,' I mumbled.

'Who's your teacher?'

'Mr Flyzik.'

'Me too!' Alex grinned. 'Follow me.'

I walked a reasonable distance behind him as he paced down the corridor. I thought about the awkward pink streak through his hair. This insinuated for me that he was a fucking bad ass, however kind he seemed to be at the time.

Looking back now, I wish I could have just walked away at this point and bumped into some other loser who would have been a much better friend to me.

'So what's your name?' he asked as he lead me to a door which had a golden carved sign reading 'FLYZIK9' on it.

'I'm Amber.'

'I love that name,' he grinned. What a goof-ball.

'Erm, yeah, what's your name?'

'Alex Gaskarth.'

'Sounds quite posh,' I commented.

'You sound posh with your English accent!'

I rolled my eyes at him but didn't respond.

He opened the door to FLYZIK9. The room was decorated full of paintings, photographs and posters. That was literally it. It was also a major mess and stank of boys!

There were around 12 boys in the class and 4 girls. I naturally sat down at the front with the girls while Alex looked slightly disheartened that I hadn't instantly wanted to sit next to him. The girls gave me a strange look as I sat down, as if I was an alien. While I waited for them to talk to me and for the awkward to disappear I wondered what Mr Flyzik was like. I wondered if he was going to be a mean and grumpy old man or a young, funny 'cool' teacher.

A girl wih long curly blonde hair spoke to me first. 'Hi I'm Juliet, and you are?' She was clearly chewing gum and had hoop earrings in. She was wearing a white vest top and pale blue jeans with uggs.

'Um. I'm Amber.' I offered out my hand to shake.

Juliet gave me a what the fuck look and declined as my cheeks turned bright red.

'This is Cassadee, this is Taylor and this is Hayley.'

Each of them had amazing hair I must say. Cassadee had blonde and black hair with a really messy cut, Taylor had slightly longer than shoulder length brown hair and really worked it, whereas Hayley had bright red hair. It seemed the rules for hair were breakable at this school.

Alex and 3 other boys whistled in my direction.

'Oi, Amber, come and sit over here,' Alex smiled. I had two choices. I could stick with the girls or I could move to the boys. Little did I know how much of an impact my decision would make in the long run.

'Okay…' I let myself smile a little. I picked up my bag and lugged it to the other side of the room.

There was so much I didn't know about Alex yet I already felt like I knew him just by sharing a smile with him.

'Amber, this is Rian, Jack and Zack.'

'And that's Rian with an I,' Rian said. Rian was really handsome looking yet reminded me of a potato. Jack was really tall and had dark black hair with a blonde streak, a bit like a skunk. Zack also had dark hair and was really muscle-y.

'Hey, I'm Amber.' I didn't offer my hand to shake this time.

'And you've already met me, I'm Alex,' he put out his hand.

I shook it.

The door to the classroom suddenly opened and a young man in a Mickey Mouse t shirt and jeans walked in. 'Hi I'm Mr Flyzik, I assume you all remember me from last year. Oh, and you must be Amber Greene!' He looked directly at me. Whoa, Mr Flyzik was gorgeous and you could tell every other female in the room thought so too. He smiled like he knew.

Mr Flyzik noticed I was sitting with the boys and told me to stay with Alex until I'd settled in more and knew where I was going. To be honest, even weeks after I'd been at the school I still had no idea where I was going but Alex still helped me.

The bell rang.

As we walked to gym class, Alex and Rian told me all about their band 'All Time Low' and how they'd written a few songs and tried out numerous talent competitions but nobody had taken a major liking to them yet. I told them how I always had been interested in music and how I could play guitar.

Alex's ears perked up at that point, I could see a little light shine in his eyes but he waited until Rian walked away to join the others to say what he was thinking.

'Hey, you can play guitar right?'

'Well, yes, that is what I just said.'

He stuck his tongue out at me. 'How about you come over to mine and jam sometime? I can play too and maybe we could write something, I don't know.'

I actually seemed pretty interested in this idea. It was my first day at an American school and I'd already made a really good friend/

'That would be lovely.'