Alright, last chapter, though it did gave me great joy, started much controversy. Mostly consisting between my friend and I's bickering. So, my warning to you is, don't say anything bad about the chapters unless you outweigh the bad with good. I DON'T take "constructive" criticism well. I just don't. Sorry if you review like that. Just, forget all that you know if you're going to review. :P

Now, there's been frequent questions on my whole Will/Alyss thing and why I have romance attached to almost all of my stories. Well, I have a bit of Alice Cooper in me. In the sense that I'm a sucker for romance. Alice Cooper has been married to the same woman for forty years. He's never been divorced, never cheated on her, etc. He loves her now more than ever. And he'll tell you all the time that he's a sucker for romance and he doesn't get why other guys have commitment problems and are afraid of marriage. I share the same feelings. I'm a sucker for romance. It'll be one of the main highlights of the story and there'll be some OC's that are woman in my story. Deal with it. If you're a "macho man" Than you can just skip it.

But anyways, guess what? The moment you've all been waiting for! TIME SKIP!

I don't know about you, but I've been wanting a time skip for a LONG time. And now it's finally happening. I'm going to skip one year. I can FINALLY make things go faster...

Just remember, I went through absolute HELL to write this. I typed in SO MANY versions and made SO MANY modifications. Be grateful for what you get no matter how much it sucks...

So, just remember, I go through hell to please you guys...

But, I'm also adding some nice spices to the story. Things have been going way too good. So, I thought I might add a little twists here and there...

P.S. In concerts, here's how it goes, because I'm getting tired of explaining who sang what and trying to figure out how to make the words long without making my grammar look horrible...

When Slade sings, it looks like this: Thunder! When the guys sing backup vocals, it looks like this: Thunder! When the crowd sings, it looks like the black print I'm using now. When Will, Steven, Gilan, Mick, AND the crowd sings, it'll look like this: Thunder So, use your imagination on whether or not the band and the crowd are singing at the same time, because I'm not doing it any other way... When the entire band sings, Slade as well, it looks like this: Thunder! If the next word is long, like, "Oooooooooooh." I'm going to make it look like this: Ooh. Meaning it's longer than that. Is everyone clear on this? I hope so because that's the best you're getting out of me...


"So it'll be a thirty concert tour?" Will asked Steven as he looked through all the locations that Steven mapped out.

That was one thing everybody loved about Steven, he'd been everywhere. And because of that he was an amazing band manager. Which everyone there could appreciate.

"Yeah. We'll go to Anaheim, then we'll go through Nevada, loop our way to Washington, and hit tours as we go down through California." Steven explained as Will nodded.

Everyone including Alyss was in The Gasworks. They were practicing, getting ready for their first official tour. From what they'd heard, it was going to be a big tour as well. The small shows would have about five hundred people, meaning things were finally taking off.

It was amazing how a band could spread so fast, Will thought. His Song By The Sword had become a sensation in the underground, and through that people would hear We're All Gonna Die, which was also a huge hit. He'd also made another song, Bang Your Head, which was his favorite of all his songs. But, he couldn't take all the credit. Eddie knew all the right people. He even knew a few producers and record labels that were going to be at a few shows, and he'd recommended the band to them. Meaning this could be more than just their first tour.

"The tour kicks off here, right?" Slade asked.

"Yeah, that's exactly right. I figured it would be complimentary to Eddie. He's done a lot of stuff for this band." Steven responded, and everyone agreed.

"Well, now that that's settled, I have a song in mind that I'd like to make. So, I'll be in the corner over there." Will said as he started walking off, Alyss following close behind.

Alyss and Will had become very close. So close that Will had given up drinking for her. But Alyss had made some rules, ones that were sometimes hard to follow. She had a no kissing and no close contact other than hugging rule. It was hard for Will at the start because he planned to do those things, but now that he'd gotten the hang of it, he had realized he would have it no other way.

Will grabbed his guitar and sat down, and thought up some lyrics. He remembered that Steven Tyler once said in an interview to make the chorus first. He knew what he wanted the song to be called, and what it was about. It would be the first song that had an actual meaning to it. By The Sword had a meaning, but it wasn't based off a true story.

"Hm..." He thought aloud.

"What are your thoughts?" Alyss asked as she took a seat. She already knew what the song was about. Will had told her the hour before and explained it to her, but he hadn't figured out any lyrics for it.

"I'm thinking up the chorus. I Hold On..." He started.

"What about, because I won't let go?" Alyss suggested, and Will shot his head towards her.

"Even though I know there's solitude below." Will said, finally getting a feel for it.

Will realized that writing was always frustrating, but it was much easier when you had someone like Alyss to help. It reminded him of when he once watched Behind The Music: Aerosmith, when Steven Tyler said that when he wrote the lyrics for Dude Looks Like A Lady, it was with another person and the frustration of writing was suddenly gone. It was more special in Will's case though, because he had someone he truly cared about to help write with him.


In an hour they had all the lyrics down, and Will was currently working on the intro.

"What about this?" Will asked Alyss, immediately starting to play.

Alyss listened to it for a moment, smiling.

"That's the best intro all day. Write it down." She said.

"It can also be the main riff. Which will make it a whole lot easier for me." Will said as Alyss agreed.

Will kept playing different ideas for what would come next and wrote them down, asking Alyss' opinions on them.

"I think the one you played just before was the best." Alyss said.

"I think so too." Will agreed, and wrote it down on the main tablature chart.


After an hour or more, they were finally done.

"Thanks. Things were a lot easier since you were there." Will told Alyss.

Alyss smiled and laughed a little bit. "All I did was give a few suggestions and opinions. You did all the work." She said.

"You did much more than you realize." Will said as he got up off the floor, offering Alyss a hand up.

"Whether I did a lot of work or not, let's go up and show the rest of the band." She said, dusting off her skirt.

That was like Alyss, Will thought. Working hard on a song, taking barely any credit, but still excited to show people the song. That was one thing he loved about her, and he hoped she never changed.

"Finally. I thought you guys would never be done. We've played the same songs a thousand times." Slade said.

"You can't tell me that you didn't get a thrill out of it." Will said as he walked up the steps.

"We did, I'm just saying we played them a lot." Slade said, a smile on his face.

Steven clicked his tongue. "Never satisfied..." He said, and everyone smiled.

"Yeah, well, we're done writing the lyrics and lead guitar. Start working on it."


After Will played it Steven looked a little puzzled.

"It's not as Hard Rock as I figured it would be." Steven said.

"What do you mean?" Will asked.

"Well... I grew up on band's like AC/DC. Where it's nothing but Hard Rock. I'm not saying the song is bad, I'm just saying it's not what I expected."

Will now had a puzzled look himself. "Uh huh... So do you like it or not?" Will asked.

"Yes." Steven answered.

"That's all I needed to know." Will said.


After a few hours they were done doing the final touches to the song. Heading out shortly after. They were playing at The Gasworks the next day, which would kick off their very first tour. Will was excited about that, of course. It was his dream to have a tour. Even if he only had one in his entire life, it was going to be great. The only part he didn't like about it was the fact Alyss couldn't go. She had to do school, which always got in the way of everything. Will knew that the average person needed a high school diploma, but he wasn't the average person.

But the worst part of it all was she planned on going to college. Which would start more problems. He reasoned with her, telling her that she was a great author in the first place, and she didn't need to go to college. Especially the state college. He'd seen it before. It reminded him of Motley Crue's Carnival Of Sins tour, where all the girls stripped down and had sex in the mosh pit. People were making out in the bushes, some even half naked, drinking and smoking pot. Yes, he was definitely concerned that she was going there. But, he didn't give up hope yet. He planned on talking to her dad about it before she made the decision.

Well, at least she'll see the first concert... Will thought absentmindedly as Steven parked the bus at their apartment building.

Will got up, leaving his guitars in the bus. The chances of someone actually breaking in the bus were slim, seeing as how Steven locked every window and had seven locks on the doors. If anyone broke in Will wouldn't be angry. He'd find the guy to find out how he pulled it off.

"Well, another successful day of Rock." Mick said.

"Yeah." Slade replied. "Definitely a good thing." He said as he followed Mick, Will and Steven out the front door.

"Hey guys, I need your opinion. I'm thinking of using my SG most of the time, seeing as how I'm in a huge AC/DC mood. Do you think I'm making a mistake?" He asked as he walked down the steps, jumping of the last, somehow managing to land on the ground without making any noise.

"I don't know how you do it." Steven said.

"Do what?" Will asked.

"Land on the ground without making any noise at all." Steven explained.

"It's 'cause he's so short." Gilan said jokingly. And it was true, he was only five foot eight. But it didn't bother him at all. Because Angus and Malcolm Young, in his mind the greatest guitarists of all time, were even shorter. So he didn't really care what anyone thought. Besides, five foot eight wasn't really that short anyway. It was just short compared to everyone else.

"Look at Angus and Malcolm Young. Big things come in short packages." Will replied.

Gilan smiled. "Yeah, whatever helps you sleep at night..." He said, making Will laugh.

"Yeah, well, at least I don't stomp around like you over-sized elephants." Will replied.

"Hey, leave me out of this. I'm only a little bit taller than you." Mick said.

Steven sighed. Getting tired of everyone's bickering. "Use both. It'll be hard to get the same tones on songs like By The Sword with an SG unless you know how to totally rig it. And I don't." He said, reminding Will of his original question.

"Thank you for staying on top of the subject." Will said as he started walking towards the apartment building.

Everyone soon followed behind. Truth be told, none of them were that tall. The tallest of the group was Slade, and even then he was six foot two. And, to be far, Will wasn't even that short anyway. Everyone just liked to give him a hard time.

"What time is it?" Mick asked.

Slade looked at his watch, and raised his right eyebrow. "What do I get out of this if I tell you?" Slade asked, walking through the door.

Will looked down, hit his head with the palm of his hand and laughed quietly.

"The magic of life." Mick responded, using hand motions while he said it.

"Good enough. Ten." Slade responded, once again making Will shake his head.

"I think this is the first time since I was six that I was so tired I was willing to fall asleep. I just wish we didn't have to walk up seven floors of stairs." Mick said.

"You're not the only one. I can't believe I'm gonna say this, but I could use some rest as well." Will agreed, coincidentally yawning right after.

"I'll probably watch VH1 Classic for a while. That Metal Show starts soon." Steven said.

"Thanks, Steven, now I have to stay up and watch it." Will said. (1)


The next day, everyone was getting ready. They were packing their clothes, and hauling their amps to the bus. Everyone was edgy. They'd done a lot of shows, but this would be a tour. And to them, simply being on a tour was better than any show they'd played.

Will carried his Les Paul in his right hand and his SG in his left. Over time, Will hadn't decided which guitar of his he liked more. His Les Paul had always been there with him, but his SG made the sounds of AC/DC. The problem he had with his Les Paul was the fact it was twelve pounds, compared to his three to four pound SG. After a while he decided that he would stop making it a competition and just call them equal. They were both better in their own rights.

The only thing he needed to buy for his SG was a case, and that was going to be easy to buy once he got the estimated fifty thousand dollars from the tour. He was going to have to split it, of course. But even then, He still had plenty of money in his pocket.

The thing Will was most excited about was going to be their last tour in San Francisco. It was going to be a stadium with ten thousand people in it. Which, he wasn't quite sure he was ready for, but, he wouldn't find out until he played there.

"Well, looks like we're ready to kick this thing off." Will said.

"What are we going to do for pictures?" Steven asked.

"Pictures? Sorry I forgot to capture these wonderful memories mom." Slade said.

Steven simply glared at him. "Have you ever watched Behind The Music?" He asked.

"Yeah. Thousands of times." Slade answered, wondering where Steven was going with this.

"Than you'd know they all had thousands of pictures. What would Behind The Music would've done if they had none?" Steven asked, not surprised when Slade had no response. "Exactly. It's important to take pictures."

"Whatever..." Slade said.

"Alyss was going to lend me her camera, actually. She's going to take pictures of us tonight." Will said.

"Oh, cool." Steven said.

"Alright ladies, we're ready to go." Mick said as he walked out of his room with his bag.

"Let's get this show on the road then." Gilan said, walking out of his room right after.


Everyone was getting warmed up in a private room. Gilan was playing a simple G on his black Fender Bass, which was usually how he started a warm up. He'd always loved the bass. At first he started out with a regular guitar, but in order to stop he and Will's fighting over who was to play lead in the band, he'd decided many years ago to sell his guitar and buy a bass. It was definitely the right choice. It stopped the fighting, and he found he enjoyed playing it more than a regular guitar. Something Will never got.

But, whether Will understood it or not, he didn't care. The bass was his passion, and he almost never put it down.

After twenty minutes or so, they heard the crowd cheering, telling the guys that the band before them was finished. And it was their turn. Everybody felt it; that jolt of energy that they always got before a show. It made them feel like they could do a backflip. But, in order to not cancel the show, and more importantly, the entire tour, they withheld themselves from doing things that they knew they were unable to do.

They started walking down the hall when Eddie walked up.

"Alright guys. Let's give them what they came here for." He said. He was truly excited for the band. He was always taking care of the band, and making sure they got to the right people. So much in fact that the band would sometimes jokingly call him dad.

"Not a problem for me." Will said as he slightly smiled at Eddie.

Eddie walked with them as they emerged from the back room into the left side of the main room where some of the crowd was.

"Excuse me, coming through." Eddie said as he escorted the guys through the sea of people. The place was packed, and it was nearly impossible to get to the stage. But they'd somehow made it there.

"I don't believe you guys need any introduction." Eddie said as he stopped at the stairs.

"I don't either. Thanks again Eddie." Gilan said as he followed Will up the stairs.

Not surprising he was the first up there... He thought. Will was the founder of the band. Therefore he was to be most excited about everything and was the person who put in the most effort. Gilan was, of course, the co-founder, but Will was the person who suggested the idea that they simply played instruments, let alone play in a band together.

The crowd cheered as they all got on the stage. It was rather uncomfortable to be on the small stage. It wasn't so small that Will couldn't do the duckwalk, but in order to do that Mick and Gilan were most likely going to be accompanying Steven on the steps of the drum platform. Which didn't bother them. They were more sit in the corner people as opposed to Will and Slade's outgoing approach on the stage.

Will tested his hands for a moment, looking downward at his SG and hands, praying to God that he didn't mess up the beginning of the song. He was warmed up, but it was rare that he did the intro perfectly with only thirty minutes of warm up time.

Nevertheless, he was giving it a shot.

The crowd's cheering tuned down to a deafening silence, and Will realized it was time to start the song. And in a mere moment, he started playing Thunderstruck. Steven accompanying him.

"Are you ready to do some singing tonight?" Slade asked the crowd, satisfied with the response.

"Oh whoa oh, whoa oh oh." Slade started, motioning the crowd to join him with his hands.

"Thunder!" The guys said in between.

"Oh whoa oh, whoa oh oh."

"Thunder!" This went on for about thirty seconds before Slade motioned for the crowd to stop.

"I was caught, in the middle of the railroad tracks."

"Thunder!"

"I looked 'round, and I knew there was no turning back."

"Thunder!"

"My mind raced, and I thought, what could I do?"

"Thunder!"

"And I knew, there was no help, no help from you."

"Thunder!"

"Sound of the drums, the beatin' in my heart.

The thunder of guns, yeah, tore me apart.

You've been... Thunderstruck!" He screamed, relieving Will because his hand would no longer have to cramp by playing the insane riff that was Thunderstruck.

"Out on the highway, broke the limit, we hit the top.

Went through to Texas, yeah Texas, and we had some fun.

We met some girls, some girls who gave a good time.

Broke all the rules, played all the fools.

Yeah yeah they, they, they blew our minds.

You've been... Thunderstruck!" He yelled once again. Will played the heavy riff that went with the chorus, jumping up and down, cursing himself when he made a slight but unnoticeable mistake.

"Thunderstruck! Yeah, yeah, yeah, Thunderstruck!

Ooh, Thunderstruck.

And I was shakin' at the knees, could I come again please?"

Will started the solo, doing the duckwalk for the first part of it. ending it with rocking his head back and forth as he walked back towards the drum platform.

"Whoa whoa, whoa oh oh."

"Whoa whoa, whoa oh oh."

"Whoa whoa, whoa oh oh."

"Whoa whoa, whoa oh oh."

"Thunderstruck!

Thunderstruck!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah,"

"Thunderstruck!"

Thunderstruck!

Yeah, it's alright.

We're, doin' fine.

Thunderstruck!"

"Thunderstruck!"

"Thunderstruck!

"Yeah, yeah, yeah Thunderstruck!"

"Thunderstruck!

"Thunderstruck! Oh you've been Thunderstruck..."


Five songs after, they were playing Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap. They'd already played songs like We're All Gonna Die, Bang Your Head and By The Sword. They didn't plan on playing the newest song until the very last show so it would be more focused on covers, and so far, the crowd was loving it.

"Dirty Deeds,"

"Done Dirt Cheap!"

"Oh Dirty Deeds,"

"Done Dirt Cheap!"

"Dirty Deeds,"

"Done Dirt Cheap!"

"Oh,"

"Dirty Deeds and uh Done Dirt Cheap. Dirty Deeds and uh Done Dirt Cheap." Will sang in a low growl-like voice, similar to Angus Young.


It was the last song of the night. They'd played a mind blowing two and a half hour show. They were all sweating, and Steven had gone through five drum sticks by now. As much as they enjoyed the show, they were exhausted. And they were currently ending the show with AC/DC's For Those About To Rock We Salute You.

As Will ended the mid-solo, Slade walked back up to the microphone.

"For those about to rock..." He sang as everything got quiet.

"Fire!" He yelled, and everyone heard a cannon firing off by a machine they'd bought for the show.

"We salute you!"

"Oh, for those about to rock... Fire!"

"We salute you!"

Will played a chord, almost immediately putting his hand over his SG's strings to stop it.

"... Fire!"

"We, salute, you!"


Steven drove the tour bus, laughing at the joke Mick had just told. They'd just loaded the last of their gear onto the bus twenty minutes ago. After the show they almost immediately headed towards Aneheim, Which would be a good three hours. After that, they'd sleep in the very back room with the bunk beds. In the meantime, they'd stay up with Steven and make sure he didn't fall asleep behind the wheel. Telling jokes and having a good time. However, Will's thoughts wandered elsewhere.

He thought of what happened after the show with Alyss at the roof of The Gasworks.

Will walked towards Alyss. She was right by the window, looking down upon the lower room where everyone was at.

"Hey." He said as he approached her.

She smiled back, approaching him slowly. "Hey." She said, hugging him immediately.

He held her in his arms, shocked as always at how amazing her hair smelled.

"Will, have a good time. I'll see you when you get back." She said.

Will looked at her, a small smile on his face. "How could there be a good time when you're not around?"

She smiled back and pulled his left arm in mock anger. "Come on, Will. I'm being serious." She said, slightly laughing.

"I am too." He said.

She stood there for a moment, trying to think of something to say. "I wish I could go. But, I just can't. If I'm even one minute late for a class and my dad finds out he's disappointed with me. Two months of missing school would give him a heart attack."

"I know. Don't study too hard though." He replied.

Alyss thought about it for a moment. Two months without Will was going to be hard. They would see each other almost every day, and when they didn't they at least called each other on the phone. Will wouldn't be able to call her except on a phone booth, which, became more and more rare as cell phones advanced.

"I wish I could stay longer, but the guys are waiting, and it'll be a good three hours to get there." Will said, and she nodded.

"Okay. Goodbye Will." She said as they embraced each other once more.

Will started to walk away, but Alyss grabbed his arm.

She grabbed his collar and slowly pulled him closer. Their noses touched, and she could feel her skin tingling as he lightly breathed on it. Their lips lightly touched each other. Will was in shock, but he immediately recovered, and slowly wrapped his arms around her.

After what seemed an eternity in heaven, they slowly pulled away and looked into each others eyes.

Neither knew what to say. They were both in shock, and couldn't believe what just happened.

"Goodbye..." Alyss said finally. Wishing she could go with him.

"Bye..." He responded, suddenly losing all excitement for the tour.

Will could still feel the softness of her lips. He couldn't believe it happened, even now. But even if this was some sort of sick dream, he was still happy.

"Will, you've been acting weird." Gilan said, shaking Will back into reality.

"What? No I haven't." He said abruptly, simply proving Gilan's point.

"I think," Steven started. "That something happened with him and Alyss."

Will looked at him and simply shook his head.

"What if I told you that I saw you two kissing?" Slade said.

"What? That's ridiculous! You know she has rules about that." He said, making a futile attempt to save himself of the never ending embarrassment that would come throughout the entire tour.

"Yeah. Besides, she's a good girl. I don't think she's one for kissing really." Mick said.

"The angels are always the wild ones." Slade said. "Besides, you're acting like kissing is compared to them doing it. It's just a kiss. It doesn't really mean anything."

But Will looked at him like he'd just said AC/DC wasn't good compared to Lady Gaga. "Are you kidding me? Maybe not to people such as yourself who were born with no souls, but to us regular people it means something special." Will said in defense.

"Aha! I knew you'd say that! Proving my point." Slade concluded.

But Will just looked at him in the same face. "No, actually. It just means you have no soul." He said.

"Will, I'm afraid I have to side with Slade for once." Steven started. Which Will responded to by giving him a look of betrayal. But Steven was quick to react. "Don't look at me like I just kicked a puppy, Will. Just wrap your head around my points here." Steven started. "You have the most dazed look I've ever seen you have, you're not paying attention or laughing to jokes you'd usually laugh at, and you don't seem to be too happy to be on the bus. Which all lead to kissing Alyss." He explained, sometimes not paying as much attention to the road than he should've.

Will sighed in defeat. Knowing Steven was very quick on his feat at all times. "We had to recruit the smart one..." He said, finally giving in.

"Aha! Liar..." Slade exclaimed.

Gilan wrapped his arm around Slade, sighing. "Our little boy's finally become a man..." He said, making Will a little mad.

"At least I'm the only one here who's had a successful relationship except for maybe Steven..."

But the remark didn't really faze Slade. "I was never a man for romance like the teenage love puppy here seems to be. I was too busy scoring with chicks."

"Slade, at which point in life did you sell your soul to the devil?" Steven asked.

"I think it was the first time I watched Motley Crue's Girls Girls Girls video, actually. So, if memory serves right, fifth grade." He answered.

"Oh." Steven immediately said softly as he nodded.

"Well, whether he has a soul or not doesn't matter. Let's just get off the subject." Steven said. He knew how his friend felt about Alyss. He noticed how his attitude changed when she was around. He'd go from being a rock star to some nice gentleman when she was around. And he knew that she knew that. He knew that Alyss had gotten the impression that Will believed she wouldn't like the real him. But, in reality, it was the real him she fell in love with. He just hadn't realized that quite yet.

"Oh, come on. It's not like this was his first kiss or anything." Slade said, but was surprised by the fact Will didn't respond. "Was it?" He asked.

Will looked at him, sighing in annoyance. "Yes, it was. Can we please just stop talking about it? It was private for a reason." He said with a tone he'd never used before.

"Whoa. Sorry if I was offensive or anything." Slade said, using quotation marks when he said offensive.

Will sighed as he got up, walking to the bunk beds in the very back.

"Oh, come on Will. Seriously?" Slade said, sighing himself.

It was a special, private moment, that I wanted to remember fondly. But it's lost it's original two elements of special and private now... Will thought as he got up on the top bunk. He laid down on it, noting that even though the mattresses were small and somewhat thinner than usual beds, they were still comfortable.


"Dude, I said that we should get off the subject because I knew he'd get mad after a while. Why'd you keep pushing on it?" Steven asked in a somewhat more raised tone than usual.

"How was I supposed to know that he'd go insane by it?" Slade asked, using a sudden argue-like voice he'd never used before.

"Because it was a special moment for him, and I gave you hints." Steven shot back.

Mick and Gilan rolled their eyes, getting tired of all the arguing.

"Why was it so special? It was just a kiss." Slade shot back.

"Because he plans to marry her!" Steven yelled, immediately cursing himself in his head. Damn, damn, damn it all...

"What?" Everyone exclaimed.

"Crud... Don't tell him I told you. He told me last week and said he'd kill me if I told anyone..." Steven sighed, wishing that he didn't accidentally blurt out the big secret.

"I have a question," Gilan started. "Why is it that he tells the guy he's known for twelve months instead of his childhood friend!" Gilan said, yelling at the end.

"Because you'd tell everyone and make fun of him, that's why!"

"Yeah, because you didn't tell a fricking fly!" Gilan yelled.

"It was an accident because you guys act as if this was a quick fling he's doing to get laid!" Steven shot back, remembering to sometimes look at the road and not Gilan.

"I don't get why he even wants to get married! He's eighteen! He should live up his young life having one night stands, like I do!" Gilan yelled.

"See, that, is one of the reasons he didn't tell you." Steven started, pointing his finger at Gilan when he said "that". "You've been childhood friends and you don't know a damn thing about him. If you really knew him, you'd know that he's always wanted a wife since he was five. And that he's a total sucker for romance. And, you'd at least know that his plan was always to get married early. I've only been friends with him for twelve months and I already know more about him than you do!" Steven yelled, re-adjusting his hat and moving in his seat to maybe help get rid of some of the stress. But, of course, it didn't work.

"I didn't talk to him about that stuff because unlike him, I'm not a total sissy who's been dreaming of the perfect wife ever since I was five!" Gilan yelled back, getting up in anger.

"Have you ever thought that maybe, just maybe, he's always been mature?" Steven asked, not yelling for once. "Besides, he was going to have you as the best man, but, seeing as how you're too busy skanking around Los Angeles, and yelling at me for nothing, it might not happen." Steven said, immediately shaking his head and getting back to the wheel.

Gilan just stayed quiet and walked to the very back of the long leather couch and laid down on it. He was angry. At everything. Even himself. But he was especially angry at his so called "best friend" Will.


"One damn night and everybody's already mad at each other?" Mick asked in bewilderment.

"That would be the situation, yes." Steven answered. He wasn't mad at Steven anymore, which was good. Steven was never one to hold a grudge for too long though. So it didn't surprise anybody.

"What do we do? It's going to be a long two months with everyone hating each other." Slade said.

"I don't know. Everything will probably be better with Will though. He loses grudges and anger very fast. So don't worry about him too much. It's just Gilan you should worry about." Steven said, and everyone nodded.

"Well, I suppose we'll go to bed. It might be a long day tomorrow." Mick said, getting up and leaving, with Slade following behind.

"Okay. See you in the morning." Steven said, but looked back quickly as they reached the bunk beds. "Wait! You were supposed to keep me awake!" He called, trying to get their attention.

"Drink some coffee." He heard Slade say and simply shook his head.

Well... So much for everyone helping me stay up... He thought as he turned on Classic Rock Nights with Eddie Webb.


Will's eyes slowly opened. He stretched out, yawning shortly after. He slowly got up, resting his feet over the edge. He dropped down onto the soft white carpet, and put his shoes and shirt on. He slowly walked out of the small room with all the bunk beds and squinted his eyes at the light. He walked to the small fridge and grabbed a can of Cherry Coke. Ever since he promised Alyss he'd stop drinking, he'd found a drink that was even better. He loved it so much that he'd sometimes say he'd switched addicting drinks.

He sighed as he sat down on the couch. He wasn't angry at Slade anymore, which he knew would happen. He didn't want to be mad at him, Slade was the voice of the band. And he'd become a good friend. Yes, he was somewhat oblivious to feelings, but he was still a good friend nonetheless.

He sighed again, hoping that Slade wouldn't still be angry. Slade was just as easy-going and laid back as he was, so he figured that he wouldn't be mad. But, still, it was something to worry about.

He had a drink of his Cherry Coke and immediately put it down. There was a different air to the bus. And he didn't like it. He looked left and saw Gilan on the couch. That's weird... He thought. He got up and walked over to him. He shook his shoulder, wondering what happened.

"Gilan? Gilan, wake up." He said, lightly slapping Gilan's face.

Gilan opened his eyes, becoming alert. Will smiled a bit, but his smile faded once Gilan gave him a cold look.

He got up and walked past Will. It concerned Will to great lengths, and he wanted to know what was wrong.

"Good morning Gilan." He said experimentally.

"Backstabber..." He heard Gilan say quietly.

"What?" He asked in confusion.

Gilan turned around and gave him an even colder look. "I said you were a backstabber." He said loudly, but technically not yelling.

"What are you talking about?" Will asked.

"Nothing. Nothing at all." He replied.

"It's obviously something." Will said.

"Way to follow the trail Sherlock."

"Gilan, if there's a problem, tell me. If there's not, than stop acting like a jackass." Will said, surprising Gilan.

"Oh, finally found some creative language? Interesting." Gilan said, making Will angrier and angrier.

"Quit it." Steven said as he walked towards them.

Gilan looked at him. "Oh, here you go Will. It's your best friend." He said in anger.

"Best friend? What are you talking about?" Will asked in confusion.

Steven sighed in his head. He knew Gilan was going to tell Will that he knew. And when he did he was afraid that Will would be extremely angry.

"I've been replaced by him. Everybody knows." Gilan explained angrily.

"You're both my best friends. Why do you think I like him more?" Will asked.

"Well, if you can tell him that you're going to marry Alyss and not me it's obvious you like him more." Gilan said finally.

Will was in shock. He looked at Steven as Steven sighed, getting ready to explain.

"It was a complete accident." He started. "Last night when you went to bed Slade and I were arguing and, it accidentally slipped out. Please don't be mad." He said, trying to save himself out of this one.

Will sighed, deciding to do what was right. "It's okay. Don't worry about it." He said in a forgiving voice. "But why do you think I like him more just because I told him and not you? I just figured you didn't want to hear about it. Whenever I would bring something up like this you'd get angry or ignore me." He told Gilan.

"So? I'd like still like to know if you're going to get married!" Gilan yelled.

"Than tell me that! How was I supposed to know?" Will said. "Besides, there's more to this." He said right after.

"No, there's not. Shut up and stop talking like a girl."

Will and Steven just shook their heads and gave sighs of exasperation. "Whatever. Just stop being in such a bad mood." Will said, and Gilan did actually shut up. Making Will happy.


How was THAT for a chapter and plot twist? Yeah, well, I just decided that it'd been a whole year so, I figured I might as well make things start happening.

So, the last chapter was six thousand words, and this one is seven thousand. I feel very proud of myself...

(1) Don't you just love That Metal Show? It's definitely one of my favorite shows on the planet. There's nothing like watching three metal losers with no lives interviewing rock stars and showing the world you don't need an education to get successful. You just need to be damn lucky is all...

Anyways, Since there was no answers to my question last time, I will only do this one more time. If it doesn't catch on, it was not meant to be...

Who's your favorite character in this particular story? I'm really starting to like Steven. I feel that I can do a lot with him. My least favorite is probably Gilan. I mean, I love Gilan in the real books. but in my story, I don't know. I just don't like to use him that much. And when I do you get this chapter.

Here are the links to all the songs I mentioned in this story:

.com/watch?v=vJChh7ghGnE (Quiet Riot Bang Your Head)

.com/watch?v=-f1cwycSWq0 (AC/DC Thunderstruck)

.com/watch?v=fvP0uwl3Q6A (AC/DC Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap)

.com/watch?v=F8UYGQeavRw (Motley Crue Kickstart My Heart. The song I forgot to give a link to last chapter)

.com/watch?v=xMUgmU_Hsjc (AC/DC For Those About To Rock We Salute You)

Anyways, read, review, answer, give tips, give ideas for the next chapter, mention awesome songs you'd like to be in the story, whatever you feel will fill your hole of a life. :P