So sorry for the long wait but it has been crazy busy, not to mention I've had extreme writers block, hope you guys enjoy this chapter I worked for a while on it.

We had Had finally made it to town after spending over an hour trying to find a parking spot.

"Hey! Watch where your going assholes!!!" Saydie yelled as she was nearly knocked over by two rowdy teenagers. "Why does it have to be so God damn busy?!"

"Well not only is it Vanetian festival but it also happens to be the buisiest time of the year." I replied.

"That was a retorical question Whitney."

"Oh..."

We made it to the venue at last, It was very beautiful outside, it was warm and the sun was just on the verge of setting. Saydie and I were looking for a spot to sit but weren't having that much luck.

"How about over there?" I asked pointing to a staircase by the stage.

"Perfect!" Saydie exclaimed. "Lets hurry up before there taken."

It was almost a front row veiw which we were very lucky to have found due to the fact that there was well over a hundred people there to say the least. The only problem with sitting on a staircase though was how many people actually used them.

"Well this is annoying. When does this thing start again?" Saydie asked me.

"Tell me about it. It suppose to start at six so about another 45 minutes give or take a few." I said this while pulling out a cigarette and a lighter.

"Do you have to smoke now? You know I'm trying to quit."

"Yes, yes I do. You know I smoke when I'm nervous, depressed, and pissed, and right now these people are pissing me off." I said the last part rather loud which caused a few people to turn and stare. "What are you looking at?!" I yelled and took a long drag.

"Calm down Whitney! Your embaressing me!"

I rolled my eyes and mutterd "Sorry."

Toms P.O.V.

I got out of the tour bus and made my way down the stairs towards the stage when I heard someone yell "What are you looking at?!" I looked down to see two very different girls obviously waiting to see our band preform. I have to admit though that I admire their courage dressing the way they are, especialy the red hed, punks and country music don't usually mix, or so I've been told. I was also surprised that they didn't go all fan-girl on me when I passed them like most girls did, and what was that alluring scent? I shook my head and made it on stage to set up when I noticed how beautiful and all around georgous that punk girl was. Yes this definetly was going to be one hell of a night.

Normal P.O.V.

"Did you smell how good that guy was?" I asked.

"Oh my God yes! It was absolutly mouth watering!"

"Close your mouth dear people are starting to stare." I told her.

"Hmmm fine. Oh ho ho ho! Looks like that smell came from the lead man and eep!!! He brushed up against me!"

I put a hand on her shoulder. "Calm down spazzy."

"Yeah yeah yeah, hey don't look now Whitney but someones got their eys on you!" Saydie said in a sing song voice.

I looked up to find that she was indeed right, he was definetly looking right at me, so I did what any self respecting woman would do. I gave him a smile and a wink.

I think I embaressed him though, the dropping of the guitar and the blushing kinda gave it away. I just giggled as I put my cig out.

"Whitney you're such a tease!" Saydie said as she elbowed me.

I just smiled a sly grin and said "You know it bitch!"

Oh yes this is going to be one hell of a night.