Hey guys! Sorry I haven't been updating. I was at away camp for a week. Now I have so many ideas, so I think this chapter will be good. I hope. Plus, I saw Cute Is What We Aim For In Concert yesterday. Anyways, let get down to business.

As always, I own nothing, except those very few original characters.

Chapter 4: Moan (A Pile of Roses and A Room Full of Chocolate)

By the time I wake up, it's 5:00, 2 hours before we go on. I need to talk to Jude, badly. I need to make things right with her. I've made a complete mess of us lately. I reach into my pocket and open my phone. Great, my screensaver is still Jude and I. As I walk off the bus, I go to settings and change the screensaver to Wally, Kyle, and I looking like complete dickheads. Better than a girl who probably hates me. I walk into SME's dressing room, and on the mini fridge is a paper, held up by magnets to the door. It says "Falcone's Flowers." I dial the number and make an order. When Kyle and Wally walk into the dressing room, I realize that I need to ask them something.

"Hey, guys, can you do me a favor?" I ask them. The sly grin on Kyle's face makes me suspicious.

"What's in it for us?" Kyle asks.

"I'll go a week without pranking you guys back. Deal?" I ask. They like that kind of thing, because it gives them a chance to get ahead.

"Deal, what do you need us to do?" Wally asks.

"Remember that song I wrote a while ago, 'Moan'? I want to play that tonight, just in the middle of the set. Is that okay?" I ask. This is something I really need, and if they don't do that, I'm going to be pretty pissed.

"Sure thing, man. How does after 'How Strong' sound?" Kyle asks.

"Perfect!" I say and walk away. I've got other business to attend to. I see Jude walking down the hallway, and glance at her. She doesn't even look at me. Oh god, what have I done?

When I see John, our tour manager, I ask to borrow his car. He tosses me the keys, and I run outside to the car. I hop in and drive for about 15 minutes until I find the florist. It looks pleasant from the outside. I walk inside and see a nice lady at the counter.

"Hello, how may I help you?" The nice woman asks.

"Pick up for Spiederman, please." I smile at her and place my credit card on the counter. She retrieves a bag from the back and hands it to me. She hands me back my card after she swipes it, and hands me a receipt.

"Thank you, and come again!" I put the receipt and card in my wallet and walk out of the store. I drive down the street and see a Gourmet Chocolate store and park on the street. I bring the flowers, making sure that they don't wilt. I walk over to the counter and order their best chocolates. I pay for it and drive back to the theater.

I get pulled into the theater, while being yelled at by John for being 20 minutes too late for sound check. When we sound check, I don't even dare to get close to her because I'm afraid I might ruin what I already screwed up. We all retreat to our dressing rooms and I run out to John's car to get the flowers and chocolate. When I dash inside, I check first that the guys aren't in the room. Good, they're not. I shove the goods in the fridge and get out 3 cans of soda and put them on the table, so as to avoid them going into the fridge.

About 10 minutes later, both Wally and Kyle walk into the room and throw me an outfit, which I am supposed to wear, that I have worn for about, lets see, 3 weeks straight. It's only been washed once, and I'm not wearing it. Tonight, I think I'll wear something spiffy. I run out to the bus, and see a screaming line of girls waiting at the door, with signs and "I LOVE SPEED" signs. I put up my hood, and run through the line saying, "Excuse me, ma'am. Security." I run into the bus pick up my blue, plaid, button down shirt, and a pair of dress pants. I wear my new shoes, the etnies that I love. I shove them into a bag and I run out of the bus, head down, hood covering my face.

When I get back to the theater, I run into my dressing room and jump into my clothes. When I finish that, I put the flowers and chocolate in her room. At this point, I'm in the hallway and end up get shoveled on stage while putting on my fedora. When we get out there, I pick up my guitar and play the guitar solo in the beginning of "My Sweet Time." As the concert goes on we play through song like "Who Am I Fooling?" and "That Girl." And finally, we made it through "How Strong Do You Think I Am?" and I pick up the mic.

"I would like to say right now, that Miss Jude Harrison will be sitting out of the next song. We are actually playing an original song, which Jude has no idea about. So, Can crew bring out a chair, for Jude to sit on?" I see crew bring out a chair, and I start to drip even more sweat from my face.

"This song is called 'Moan.' I hope you guys like it!" I strum the first chord with the first line of the song.

"Swoon this is the same old blood rush with a new touch

I am safe, quaint and eloquent

But my bottom lip along with the top one too

Is chapped and it's all thanks to you

We all wet our lips to prepare for the kiss

But it never came

And we all we our lips to prepare for the kiss

It was all a game

You have a moan all of your own

And I can feel it down to the bone

You have a moan all of your own

And I can feel it down to the bone

The bone

You trained these lips when they were champs

And now they're itchin' for a comeback

So come back

It's a shame that your claim to fame

Hangs on someone else's name

So come back

Such a task and this is such a blast

And such a task

And such a task and this is such a blast

And all that jazz

You have a moan all of your own

And I can feel it down to the bone

You have a moan all of your own

And I can feel it down to the bone

You have a dangerous face and illegal taste

And that strap is fallen on that shoulder blade

Be patient

Behave

You have a dangerous face and illegal taste

And that strap is fallen on that shoulder blade

Be patient

Behave

You have a dangerous face and illegal taste

And that strap is fallen on that shoulder blade

Be patient

Behave

You trained these lips when they were champs

And now they're itchin' for a comeback

You have a moan all of your own

And I can feel it down to the bone

You have a moan all of your own

And I can feel it down to the bone"

I look around at the guys. The girls are screaming and the guys are smirking. A success I think, until I see Jude's face. She's frowning so hard, I can see the giggles accidentally leaking out of her mouth. Good, this is good. Maybe, she doesn't hate me after all. She gets up and picks up the mic from the stand.

"Thanks Speed. I'm sure that all these screaming girls loved it. I know I did. I think. Now we're gonna do a classic, that you all know. I want you all to sing along, kay?" She says, and points at me. I strum the first chords, and out comes, "I've been sitting in the dirt." And I mirror "24 hours." We play the rest of "24 hours" and play through the rest of the set. When we finished, Jude walked off in front of me. I grab the blindfold, and cover her eyes.

"Don't take off your blindfold until I tell you," I say and lead her into her dressing room. When we get there I open the door, and tell her to take off the blindfold. She opens her eyes, and gasps. There sitting on her dressing room table are pink roses, and all over the room are Belgian chocolates. She smiles and says to me, "Vincent, why did you do this for me?"

"Because, I messed up. I needed to do this for you," I say. I look at my shoes, and smile. She walks over to me. I look up and she hugs me. Of course I hug back. I look up and say, "So what did you think of my song?" She looks up and leans into me. As a spur of the moment thing, we kiss. It gets heavier, and I hear a doorknob turn. I don't care, and neither does she. But then the door opens and we instantly pull apart. And guess who's in the doorway.

Tom Quincy.

So, guys…did you like? I really like this chapter, and I hope you do, too.

Until next time,

EMiLY