6 months later.

"WE WERE BORN FOR THIS!" I sung/yelled. "WE ARE PARAMORE!" And we ran off stage.

"AHH! SO good!" I said.

"Yeah!" I high fived all three guys. My dad came up to us.

"Great job." He hugged me.

"Thanks, dad."

"I cannot believe we just played Mike's." Mike's was a really important venue in LA. All three of us had moved here.

Josh and I broke up for the sake of the band. So if we broke up badly, the band wouldn't break up. We're pretty much best friends now.

I hadn't seen any of the brothers in about six months. School was starting soon, and I would be forced to see him. I'll be going into my Junior year. With everyone I hated.

I was deathly afraid of it. But I walked inside. I shielded my faces from unwanted glares and made my way to my locker. Two hands covered my eyes. I wanted to stab them with pencils.

"What the!" I started. My eyes were quickly uncovered. It was just Zac. "Oh. Its you."

"Hayles. How you doing?"

"Zac, you do know my name isn't Hayley."

"Yeah… Izzy, right?" I nodded. "Well, your not a Izzy to me. Tha'd be weird if I started calling you that."

"Whatever. What's your home room?"

"212. You?"

"Oh, your gonna be with Jenny and Eric (lol). No, I'm in 109." He nodded.

"Ok. I should go."

"See ya, Zac." He walked off. I turned back to my locker and closed it. I turned around, and the one guy who I didn't want to see, locked eyes with mine.

His hair was curlier than ever. He needed a hair cut really bad, but he worked the long curls. His gazed stare was overwhelming. He was wearing a t-shirt. That said Paramore? What the hell? It was blue, and it had a really weird but awesome graphic on the front. I'd never seen it before though. He wore jeans and a pair of crossword Vans. He was even more adorable than ever. He was…

"Izzy?" My stare was broken by a girl's voice. I turned to see Mikayla, Miley and Sarah. I groaned and started to walk the other way. My arm was grabbed.

"Izzy! Oh my god! Where have you been!!!!!" Miley's voice yelled. I turned to her.

"North Carolina." I said coldly.

"We missed you soooo much." Mikayla said. I nodded and started to walk again.

"What's your homeroom?"

"109." I said, begrudgingly.

"Oh! That's ours too."

"OH great!.." I said sarcastically. They led me into homeroom and sat me down. Nick sat down next to me. I gave him a evil stare, then opened my notebook. I started to write a song.

Got the news today
But they said I had to stay
A little bit longer and I'd be fine

I looked up. Kunkle was our teacher.

Why the hell did I agree to this hell?