A/N: Well, here's another update! Again, it's kinda short, but whatever. I won't have much time this week to update, so I figured I'd do it now! Enjoy!

"Dexter," Remy said. She was standing on a beach, clad in a flowy white dress, her blonde hair was wavy and blowing in the wind.

Dexter walked closer to her. "Remy, why did you break up with me?"

She frowned. "I would never break up with you. I love you."

Dexter looked confused. "But, the email…"

"I never sent any email," she said, her facials perplexed.

"You said you met someone else."

"Dex," she said, taking his face in her hands. "You're the only one for me. I love you."

Dexter smiled his goofy little smile. "I love you, too."

"Dexter…"

"Yeah," he said, leaning in closer to her.

"Dex, wake up!"

"Wha…?" Remy's face was getting blurrier.

"Dude, wake up before we do something gay!" Lucas said, shaking him awake.

Dexter shook his head, suddenly realizing how close he had been to kissing Lucas. He leaned back, taking in his surroundings. He was still on the tour bus, sleeping in his bed. It was all a dream. He let out a breath, then looked out the window. "Where are we?"

"About an hour outside of San Fran," Lucas said, hopping back onto his bed above Dexter's.

Dexter stood up, nearly missing Lucas's bed as he stood. He held onto ledge's around the bus for dear life, remembering the incident in Dallas. He made his way to the front of the bus, where Ted was eating a bagel. Dexter sat down across from him. "Dude," Ted said with a mouthful of bagel, "you wrk lak deaf."

"Thanks, Ted. I appreciate that."

Ted swallowed. "No problem. Still grieving over the loss of THE Remy Starr?"

Dexter frowned and ran a hand through his hair. "Gee, thanks for bringing that up again. It had only been about five seconds since I last thought about her."

Ted shrugged. "Well, you better man up and grow a pair. We can't have a depressed lead singer on stage."

Dexter rolled his eyes and stood up. "Remind me to come to you whenever I'm having a shitty day."

"Sure thing, buddy!" Ted said with a smile, then took another bite of his bagel.

Dexter wanted to just get off the bus already! He had been cooped up in their for God knows how long, and he needed to talk to people other than Lucas, Ted, and John Miller. He needed to talk to Remy, but that was out of the question now.

He tried to paint a picture in his mind of the guy that Remy had left him for. He would have to be the exact opposite of Dexter, himself, because Dexter was the exact opposite of the guys that Remy usually went for. He thought of the guy as tall and muscular, maybe blonde, probably a surfer, since she was in California, and definitely NOT a musician. He was probably similar to that Paul guy she dated for a little while between her time with Dexter. He walked back over to his bed and laid down again, not having much else to do. He tried to get Remy out of his head, but he knew that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.