"Hey, isn't that Kennedy from The Maine?" Michael asked. I turned my head to where he had nodded and found Kennedy along with Garrett walking into a tent surrounded by people.

We walked up to the tent to see that the band was doing a meet and greet. I caught the crazed look in Mel's eyes. I could tell she wanted to meet the rest of the band, so I grabbed her hand, pulling her into line with me.

When we reached the front of the line Mel did a happy dance and I had to laugh. She was such a fan girl. When it was our turn we walked up to the guys. Garrett, who was closest, gave me a hug before saying, "Hey, aren't you the girl John was talking to earlier?"

John must have heard because he turned immediately. "Roni! Three times in one day, are you stalking me?" he teased.

I laughed. "That might be true, except for the fact that you came to me last time," I stated with a grin.

He smiled brighter. I think Mel was in shock, because once again she wasn't talking, which kind of scared me. I hugged the rest of the guys, including John, before grabbing Mel's hand.

We were almost to our boys, who were waiting outside the tent when I heard John's voice again.

"Wait." I stopped and turned to face him. "Can I, uh, get your number?"

I couldn't hold back the smile that spread across my face, but true to character, I played hard to get.

"No." His face fell slightly and I smiled to myself. "But I have a feeling I'll see you really soon. Like, say, in two days," I trailed off as I backed up towards Tommy and Michael. I threw a small wave over my shoulder as I turned back around. That was fun.

"What was that about?" Tommy asked as I looped my arm in his while we walked off.

"John wanted Roni's number." Great, now Mel decides to find her voice.

"And?" Tommy prompted looking down at me.

"And nothing," I said coolly. At Tommy's questioning glance I finished my thought. "Don't worry I'm still 'hard to get,'" I laughed. And he joined in.

We saw a few more bands, some we knew, and some we hadn't heard of before. Eventually we made it to the main stage where All Time Low would be performing at the end of the night.

It was already crowded, even though we were probably a half hour early, so we found a spot on the hill behind the majority of people. While we waited we sat down in a circle similar to the one we were in this morning.

"Okay. So what's the plan? Are we leaving right away, or do we want to find a hotel and leave in the morning?" Michael was asking.

"Why don't we just leave right away? We can take turns driving so everyone can sleep on the way, and we'll have the whole day tomorrow to walk around Vegas," I answered. I loved Las Vegas; it was probably one of my favorite cities.

"Sounds good," Tommy chimed in.

I was lying with my head in his lap looking up at the stars that were barely visible in the sky. Mel kicked my foot and I looked up.

"What?" I asked, kind of annoyed.

She just nodded her head towards the crowd of people. I couldn't see anything from my spot on the ground so I just shrugged and closed my eyes. A moment later Tommy shook my arm.

"Hmm?" I mumbled without opening my eyes.

"Lover boy is back," he said in a singsong voice.

My eyes shot up to his, questioning what he meant. He just looked in the direction of the stage so I followed his gaze. I found John just a few feet away, walking in our direction. Seriously? He was making my 'hard to get' act harder to keep up.

"Now who's stalking who?" I asked in a sweet tone.

"Uh, I guess that'd be me," he answered with a smile.

I felt Tommy tense under me but I ignored him. "You watching the competition?" I asked John teasingly.

"They're not really competition, good friends actually," he responded.

"Really?" Mel questioned incredulously.

John nodded.

"All Time Low is my favorite band ever! I've been waiting for tonight ever since my dad gave me these tickets," I said.

"You mean, we're not your favorite band?" he asked, referring to The Maine.

"No. But you're a close second, or third…" I trailed off, half jokingly.

He smiled down at me.

Just then the lights from the stage flashed and an automated voice came over the speakers signaling the start to All Time Low's set. I rose to my feet, dragging Tommy with me. There was no way I could sit through this show.

My favorite band walked on stage and the crowd responded by screaming and calling out the guy's names. Mel was one of them, screaming Jack's name loudly. I smiled as I hollered with the rest of the crowd.

The band started in with Dear Maria, and the crowd started dancing right away. Mel and I joined them and began singing as if we were at home in my room. John, who was still right next to us, chuckled lightly.

"What?" I asked. "We're showing our support for the band."

"Do they always act like this?" I could hear John ask the guys.

"Pretty much," Tommy answered. "You should wait and see if they play Shameless. That's a sight."

"Stop talking about us like were not here," I said as I glared at Tommy.

"I'm just answering his question," he said with his hands in the air, as if in defense.

"Uh, huh. Likely. You don't need to go around telling everyone about how I was dancing this morning," I said shaking my head.

"And how was that?" I heard John ask Tommy quietly, probably so I wouldn't hear.

"Don't you dare, or I will tell everyone about spring break," I pointed at Tommy, warning him not to answer.

We went to South Beach for spring break. Tommy had just turned 21 and we were out on the beach having a bonfire with some people we had met earlier in the week. Tommy was beyond plastered and ended up hooking up with some girl who has been stalking him ever since.

Everyone thinks she's just some girl that likes Tommy a little too much, but I swore I wouldn't tell anyone what really happened that night.

He must have taken my threat seriously, because he didn't say another word.

The show was amazing. They played all of my favorite songs, including Shameless, which I danced to, although not as crazily as this morning.

When the show was over we said good-bye to John, who asked what I meant earlier by seeing him in a few days. I just shrugged as we made our way towards the parking lot, leaving him standing there alone.