Ryan's P.O.V.

A couple of weeks later Pete called me during lunchtime. I moved away from the others and answered. "Hey Pete."

"Hey Ryan. Look, how many songs have you got pieced together? I've got a recording studio ready to take you guys in for a month to polish up your songs and record them. It's in america but I'll pay to fly you and the guys over. Hows that sound?" My jaw dropped.

"Loads of songs.. thanks so much Pete.. I'll call you after school to finalise everything...thank you!" I grinned and ran to the others and told them the news. Brendon grinned and hugged everyone, and so did Becky. Becky - that means I'll be away from her for a whole month! All my happiness fell through the floor and i looked at Becky. "Whats the matter Ry? Aren't you happy about all this?"

"I am, its just, we will be away from you for a whole month" Becky realised this and looked at the floor. "Well we don't know when we are going so how about we enjoy the time we have together and have a party at that new club in town the night before we go?" Brendon said and Becky smiled. "Oh yeah, bring on the alcohol!" said Jon and we all burst out laughing. But I still felt terrible deep down.

Everything was finalised within the week. We only had a week left. Everyone at school now knew about it and people who had hated on us and Becky now wanted to be our friends. Becky just brushed all the fakers off and ignored them. But with her friends she told them all about it with the help of us guys. And as much as I can't wait to record our album, I don't want to be away from Becky but Pete said he couldn't pay for her as well as she wasn't in the band. Her and Brendons friends hit it off and she was finally the singer and bassist. The band was called Critical Indifference. I've heard one song by them that Becky wrote, called Walk Alone. It's really good! I want our band to take off just so that we can help hers.

The final night came and when i woke up I could feel dried tears on my cheeks. Part of me doesn't want to go but I really do want to go. I know I am going to go but it doesn't stop it hurting. In the evening Jon and Spencerturned up and then Brendon did. "Becky says she might be a tiny bit late. She couldn't find her straighteners." Brendon told me, rolling his eyes. We sat in the front room and finally the bell rang and from outside I heard Becky yell "See you tomorrow Mum!"

I opened the door and in stepped Becky, but not as I've ever seen her before. She wore a white blose with billowy sleeves and ruffled on the front. Then a black milk maid skirt started from under her chest and ran half-way down her thighs. She wore black tights and knee high, lace up, high-heeled boots. Her hair was straighted completely and looked black. Her eyes looked blue-grey and she had black eye-shadow and eyeliner framing them perfectly. "Wow Becky, you look fantastic!" She blushed and looked down and her hair fell over her sholders and she flicked it back, untangling it from her black and white dangley earrings. I shut the door behind her and she walked in, smelling of perfume. The guys stood up. "Becky you look amazing!" said Brendon.

"Yeah!" said Spencer and Jon nodded. All of us were wide-eyed! She blushed again and told us to just go to the club. "Ok ok! Mom!" My mom came downstairs and started fussing over Becky as well. "Who knew there was such a little star inside you!" Mom chuckled and led us into the car. I sat in the front and becky sat on Brendons lap, blushing furiously, simply because there wasn't enough seats. Brendon didn't seem to enjoy it as much as he would have last year. I hope that means he doesn't like her anymore? Because everyday my feelings toward her get stronger.

We pulled up at the club and I helped Becky out. She smiled warmyl at me and I grinned back. Everyone got out and we went inside. "House Of Wolves" by My Chemical Romance was on. Becky and Brendon looked at each other and went "Oh Yeah!" and headed out towards the middle of the dance floor. I grinned and rolled my eyes. Me, jon and Spencer headed over to the bar. Jon, being older than us, bought us all drinks. Carling for him, a shot of vodka for Spencer who would drink that and not drink again for the rest of the night, more Carling for Brendon, red wine for me and white wine for Becky. The song finished and Brendon and Becky came to the table we all settled at, red in the face and laughing. We passed around the drinks and me and Becky chinked glasses elegantly and she sat by me. "Ry, you know I'm going to make you dance with me don't you?" she smiled then laughed at the look on my face. "Oh come on Ry! It will be fun!" I sighed and nodded reluctantly and sipped my wine. Becky sipped her wine, decided she liked it and drank it a little faster. When she finished a Blink 182 song came on and she dragged me to the dance floor. Becky swayed in front of me, laughing and telling me to relax. She put her hand on my shoulder and I started dancing to the music, singing along to the song. She was right, this is fun! The song ended and we headed back to the table. Everyone sat and talked and laughed for a while, and drank some more. Becky had another two glasses and drank Spencers second shot that he didn't want but Jon had bought him anyway. It was already midnight and my mom was coming to pick us all up at one, and then us guys would sleep in my room and Becky would have the guest room. We all went to the dance floor and boogied till we could hardly stand. The lights kept on flashing and Brendon danced with some girl none of us knew. Then, at one we trudged outside to wait for my mom. Becky stumbled drunkedly and I caught her quickly.

"My hero" she said, smiled, her words slurred slightly by the alcohol. My mom pulled up and everyone tumbled into the car. Becky seemed to hammered to care about sitting on Brendons lap, but Brendon wasn't happy. I suppose a girl you don't fancy anymore, drunkness making he rprone to do stupid things she doesn't mean, sat on your lap isn't exactly thrilling. I wish it was me though.

Mom left us to sort ourselves out when we got back home. I helped Becky up the stairs and she clung onto my arm tightly and as we got to the top she wrapper her arms around me and kissed me on the lips. I just looked at her while she kissed me, to shocked to kiss back. She opened her eyes and saw my face. Bec pulled herslef away and began crying "God, I'm sorry, I didn't mean... oh god!" and Bec ran down the stairs. I ran after her, wanting to tell her its fine, I feel the same way but she disappeared out the door.

I woke up and started crying as the previous night came back into my head. The drink made her kiss me, and the fact she didn't like me made her pull away. I pack my last things and head to the airport. Brendon patted me on the shoulder, thats about as close as us guys get to huggin each other in public unless something is really really wrong. As in, life threating or something like that. I know that the guys knew exactly what was running through my head. I suppose they just don't have the enegry to deny it like they normally would. Or maybe they are shocked as well.

Brendons P.O.V.

The recording place is amazing! Really high tech. Becky would love it. I don't know quite what happened the other nice with her though. She got really drunk and Ryan was so shocked by her kiss that he didn't respond to it. I suppose he spent so long denying her feelings that it just didn't register. Ryan still seems to think she doesn't like him though! "She was pissed and didn't know what she ws doing. Can we plese not talk about it?" So I've hd to leve him to it. I walked down the corridor and what I found was shocking. A girl I didn't know, snogging Ryan! And even more shocking, he was kissing back! I grabbed Ryan by the arm and dragged him away. "What the hell do you think you're doing! You love Becky and you are betraying her!" I yelled.

"No I'm not! She doesn't want me so I'm trying to forget her!"

"By basically cheting on the girl tht truely loves you and who you love back but are to blind to see and by using some girl?" I say, quietly, despertly. Ryan sighs and tears slice down his cheeks and he nods. "OK, your right, I shouldn't use that girl. I'm sorry Brendon" he walked away.

Ryan's P.O.V.

I wrote more lyrics to that song fter the fiasco with the girl who works at the recording studio.

I am alone in this bed, house and hell

And she never fixes this but at least she

I am lone in this bed

She never fixes this but t least she

makes me forget

Says it all really. I hand the completed lyrics to Brendon and the others and we build the song. Then we ll head over to the recording room and recorded it. Nails For Breakfast, Tacks For Snacks. I like it and writing it has certainly helped me vent some of my feelings I suppose. Only one week has gone by. I can't wait to just get back and sort it out between me and Becky.

ONE MONTH LATER

Me and the guys climb off the plane and Brendon whips out his phone. I don't know who he is calling but he's aranging something. We all grab our stuff and wait. A taxi pulls up and the next thing I know I'm being hugged. I step backwards and see a tearful Bec stood infront of me.

"I'm so sorry about all this Ry! I didn't mean to kiss you. I'm sorry!"

"It's ok! I forgive you." I cringe inside at the fact that I didn't have the guts to tell Bec how I felt but I'm pretty relieved as well of course. I hug her tight and we climb into the taxi and head to my house.

THREE MONTHS LATER

Brendon's P.O.V.

We go on tour soon. And we have a birthday surprise for Bec. Her band, Critical Indiffence are going to be our support. Our Singles have had such an amazing responce that pete wanted to start our touring. It's Becky's Birthday so I go and pick her up in my car. "Happy Birthday!" I cheer as she opens the door and hustle her into the car. We drive to Ryans house.

Ryan's P.O.V.

Brendon and Becky arrive and we shower her in "Happy Birthdays!" and hugs. Jon runs and gets the cake which is done to look like her bass guitar. "Oh my god guys!" she squeales and blows out the candles. Spencer hands her a big knife and she cuts us all slices of the cake. Its all choclatey and bits of melted chocolate dribbles everywhere. I spent hours making the cake for her, with little silvery sprinkles on it and black icing, chocolate cake mix and loads of different chocolate drops which melted when I baked it all. "Who made this!?" Bec exclaims after biting and eating some of her slice. Brendon pointed at me and I looked down, bright red. "You bake Ry?" I nod, still red and Brendon is pointing at my face and giggling like a maniac. That makes me smile. "Well, Mr. Ross, a man that can bake is very shexy indeed" Bec says, patting me on the head and wolfing down the rest of her slice. I go totally beetroot and eat my slice.