My lovely readers, I wanna apologize for three reason. I always feel like it's a long wait between chapters, this one is shorter than usual, and it would've been up sooner but it seems the site was having problems the past few days. Hope you enjoy!

This chapter is dedicated to DannySamLover20 and AmandaSimmons95.

I don't own Radio Rebel

Part of Radio Rebel's Tuesday night SLAM segment stayed with the group. Even Stacy, who normally pretended not to care what she heard.

"Sometimes we're not okay. Sometimes we don't even know why we're not okay. But that doesn't mean things won't look up. Everyone has off days. For some, it's more than just a day that's off. But it helps to find people to talk to. Even on the days where you don't know what to say."

Stacy knew why she wasn't feeling okay. Annoying as he could be, Barry had kept her motivated. Even when he wasn't around to help her out, she was reminded to do some good. That got her up early, prepared for a day of retracing her steps.

Her dare partner was on the way to school, wearing a cap he hadn't had in his possession for days. "So… this was just sitting in the mailbox?"

Larry couldn't look at him when he replied. He had to keep his eyes on the road. "Sparkling clean." He said with a smile.

"No note or anything?"

"You know who it's from." Larry reasoned.

"Yeah, but… I expected a 'Here's your stupid hat back' or something." Barry explained as they pulled into the parking lot.

The walked toward the front doors of Lincoln Bay, but stopped walking when they saw Kim sitting on the steps.

"Trying to trip me up again?" Larry teased, both surprising and confusing his brother.

She giggled. "If I was, I'd be just tripping you, period. Tripping you up is like…" She trailed off, then looked to Barry. "How do you explain that?"

He shrugged. "I don't know, it's never happened to me." He joked. Like he'd never made a mistake. He still wanted to believe that helping Stacy out would work out well. He wanted to believe that he hadn't struck himself a raw deal.

Not wanting a lull in the conversation, Kim said: "Hey, I haven't seen that in awhile." referring to Barry's flat cap.

"Wasn't it stuck in a tree?" Larry asked his brother.

"Yeah." He confirmed. Then he looked back at Kim. "Stacy got it back for me."

Kim looked baffled, especially when Larry said: "Barry probably has you to thank for that."

"Me?"

Larry nodded. Even his twin didn't see what he meant, so he made it clear. "I think when you… showed an appreciation for my sense of style, it inspired her."

Kim giggled, thinking back on when she showed up to school in mismatched clothes. "I don't think so."

"Makes sense to me." Barry said after some thought. "You inspired Larry to have more fun, so maybe you inspired Stacy to be nicer. See my side a little."

"Nah, I think that's all you."

Larry wondered why Kim didn't want to share some of the credit. Especially because she was the one to tell Stacy to retrace her steps. "I have to agree with my brother on this one."

"Well, I guess when she's back to being Barry's dare partner… we'll ask her." Kim decided.

The group, minus Stacy, found each other during lunch. They were sharing a table, and discussing a new idea Audrey had. "Kim, you inspired me."

In response to this, the twins wore matching smirks.

"How?" She asked, while she tried to pretend she didn't notice.

"Because you didn't let Barry be alone while Stacy's on dare probation." Audrey answered, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"The warden's on probation." Gabe whispered to Tara. "How ironic."

She was the only one who really heard him, even though she was waiting on Kim's response.

"Oh, well, thanks." She said with a bright smile.

"How was hanging out last night?" Everyone looked interested to hear about that.

Even if Kim's reply would make the most sense to the twins. "It was a fun mess."

"That sounds amazing." Audrey said, looking around at the others around the table. "It sounds like something that none of us should miss out on."

Gabe held out his hands in a show-offy way, which was tricky since he was crammed in between his best friend and dare partner. "It's always fun with the GGGG's. Even just half of 'em."

"Perfect," Tara said while Gavin laughed silently. "because with us it's alway a mess." Her tone was soft, but no one held back their laughter.

"So we balance each other out." Barry said.

"We shouldn't waste that." Gavin said, trying to see all their points. He looked across the table at his dare partner. "You want us to starting hangout out as… as this." He said, realizing the plan was already put in motion before anyone but Audrey knew of the plan.

"I know we all have our obligations," She said, without even knowing what all those obligations were. She felt that this plan of hers was more important. "but we managed to squeeze in time for the dare, so…" She trailed off.

"Why not?" Tara filled in.

Her dare partner backed her up with an echo. "Why not?"

Audrey sat in the passenger's seat of Gavin's car. They were en route to his job. She waited until he was parked to show him the pictures she'd been swiping through on her phone. From Stacy's fanpage.

"Barry is not gonna be happy about this." She said, showing Gavin the screen. He looked over to see pictures of his prom date that she took herself, just minutes earlier. In each one, she was modeling a different hat.

"Kim told her to retrace her steps, right?" He asked, his voice quiet with disappointment. "I'm guessing they didn't do any shopping."

"Nope." Audrey said, to confirm Gavin's thought. "Larry and Kim are the ones who went shopping together."

"Hmm." Gavin said. At first, Audrey thought that was over what she just told him. Though his focus was still on the pictures. "It looks like she's in a thrift store."

They had never known Stacy to shop there. They exchanged strange looks over it.

Audrey had a theory. "Maybe she's trying to channel Barry's energy and wasn't sure which hat to use to do it?"

With a happy laugh, Gavin opened up his door. He wasn't sure how else to answer. Even if Audrey's theory held water, that wasn't a good way for Stacy to show she was taking the campaign seriously. It just looked like she was spoiling herself. Oddly enough, as frugally as possible.

"Whoa, what do we have here?" Asked the woman at the front desk of the nursing home. She was referring to the box Stacy brought in.

"Lucky hats for everyone involved in the Bingo game Barry and I were in charge of Saturday."

"Oh, how nice of you." The woman said. Though Stacy noticed she didn't smile until the mention of Barry's name. This was because she wasn't following what she was saying before then. Guilt over the situation Stacy landed herself in kept her from seeing that.

"It was nothing. I got them at a thrift store, but I washed them all before coming here."

The woman could tell that just by the way they smelled. She was actually wishing she could keep the box at the desk a little while longer, so that she could enjoy the fresh scent. "Washing hats? That sounds complicated."

Stacy shrugged that off. "I've had some practice." After a pause, she said: "I have to get going."

"Okay. What would you like me to tell the residents?"

Stacy's answer took no hesitation. "Lucky hats courtesy of Barry."

The woman laughed, out of surprise. "But you brought them."

"He gave me the idea." She reasoned with a smile.

The lounge at SLAM had become one of Tara's favorite spots. Especially now that she not only shared it with Cami, but Gabe as well.

"Now that you're in the club, it's about time you got your own mug." Cami said to Gabe.

"Thanks." He told her. Then, as an afterthought, he added: "I'm surprised yours isn't striped."

In response, Cami just laughed and took her seat at the table. "Great job tonight, Tara."

Tara appreciated the compliment. It was touching because having a secret identity meant not many people could say that to her face.

"You too."

"Doesn't she just push buttons?" Gabe teased.

"During my segment, yeah." Though, next to Radio Rebel, Cami Q was easily SLAM's most popular DJ.

"That takes talent." Cami insisted. She had to know the right buttons to push. She knew how to do that in the figurative sense, too. "That's why we don't let you near them." She said to Gabe.

He nodded, as if to say he deserved such a comeback.

"You are great at moral support though." Tara informed him. Though doing so didn't mean she condoned his teasing.

He didn't see her words as much of a comfort. In fact, they made him feel worse. If only about himself. "That's 'cause all I have to do is show up."

"That's not true." Cami argued. "This dare is a compromise. Tara's giving you the best resource she has for getting your band exposure-"

"and what am I giving her?" He interrupted.

"Encouragement." Tara supplied. Surprised at how quickly she spoke. She could see in Cami's expression that it surprised her, too.

She also had something to add. "Along with less of a burden in keeping this secret." Neither of them wanted Gabe to feel like he wasn't pulling his weight here. "Only one person took shortcuts in this dare." Cami had heard about the situation with Stacy.

And though none of them knew how that would turn out, Tara was sure of one thing. "She's paying for it now."

"When did you learn to rollerblade?" Barry had seen Larry's new rollerblades leaning against his closet door that morning. Which was to be expected, as his 'neat freak' brother never left anything lying around the house.

"Kim taught me." Larry told Barry, gesturing toward her kitchen door from where he sat on the living room couch.

"Okay, that doesn't exactly answer my question, but it makes sense."

She had a knack for getting Larry to loosen up. "She's a lot of fun to hang out with," He began, before lowering his voice. She was in the next room, and he didn't want to offend her. "but it seems like every time we talk… she asks me something I don't have the answer to. It makes me nervous."

"That's typical of you." Barry said with a laugh, knowing a lot of things made his brother nervous. He was about to ask what kinds of questions she had, when she interrupted his thoughts by reentering the room.

"A healthier snack this time." She said, putting a tray of rice cakes down on the coffee table. Barry took note that none of them were touching, which he could bet was done for Larry's benefit. She took a snack for herself, but before biting into it, she asked: "So, have you guys gotten used to just listening to Radio Rebel by now? Minus the whole stakeout aspect?"

"Yeah, it's actually good to have a break from that." Barry admitted. By the look on his face, that was something he never thought he'd say.

"Is listening to Radio Rebel any different for you now that we're around?" Larry asked Kim.

Since her mouth was full, it took her a few seconds to reply. She was glad to be stalled by her own chewing, because she hadn't thought about the answer until he posed the question. "Well… I don't have to listen to Stacy complain after every segment. "That's a nice change. Even if I get where she's coming from."

That last bit of information came as a shock to the twins. Larry nodded. He didn't want to press the matter any more. He felt like he was opening up an old wound.

"What does she say?" Barry asked in a whisper. By his brother's count, it's like he was pouring salt right into that old wound.

Kim ran a hand through her hair as she spoke. "I don't know if you guys have noticed, but…. Radio Rebel's kinda… weird."

"That's why we love her." Barry reasoned.

"She's one of us." Larry added. Now that he knew this conversation couldn't be avoided, he saw no reason not to contribute to it.

A look of guilt entered Kim's eye because she was spilling someone else's secret. "Well, it bothers Stacy because Radio Rebel gets praised for the same weirdness that… she was outcast for as a kid." While the boys' jaws dropped, her eyebrows drew together at the thought that crossed her mind. "I guess Stacy just wants to figure out how Radio Rebel made it work."

Gavin and Audrey were having another game of catch before they had to go home for the night.

"That was an… interesting experience." Audrey said of going to work with him.

"It's doesn't really count as an acting gig, but it helps." He needed whatever money he could scrounge up to put toward putting the GGGG's on the map. Even if he had to get it by dressing up as a giant sub.

"It's definitely different." She agreed. "Instead of selling a story, you're selling a sandwich." It wasn't the most serious job, but it was a job Gavin did well. The both laughed, and then Audrey said: "You'll be ready for a real performance on Sunday."

Hearing that, he almost failed to catch the ball. "I really hope so." He said this more to himself, but she overheard.

She knew it hadn't been easy for him, adjusting to being under a spotlight that seemed to glow brighter with each passing day. "Aren't you excited? You love music, and you wouldn't have formed a band if you didn't want to share that music with the world. Unless, of course, you're perfectly content with singing to the clutter in Gabe's garage."

"It's comfortable." He admitted, not seeing what was wrong with that. "We're working on some new stuff. With less of a party vibe. At first, I didn't get why Gabe was so…. against that." Gavin said 'against', but Audrey knew he meant 'afraid of'." Which is how she figured out that he was afraid, too.

"It's a new direction." A change of pace wasn't the scary part. The consequence of it was something to be feared. "You might lose fans over it…."

At these words, Gavin took his eye off the ball. So, instead of landing in his glove, it hit him in the shoulder. "Ouch." He said under his breath, wondering if he should even bother to keep the game going.

"Sorry." Audrey said in a wince. Knowing she not only made him lose focus, but confidence. "What I was trying to say is… I don't think you can make a wrong move. Not if what you come up with means something to you."

"Thanks," He said. Feeling recovered, he picked up the ball. When he threw it her way, he asked: "but don't you kinda have to say that?"

"What makes you say that? I'm not your BFFTLEWE." She reasoned.

"No… but you are my dare partner."

"In that case, I dare you to figure it out." She challenged, sparking a smile. "I can give you all the advice I have. You're the one who has to put it to the test."

He knew she had a point. What he said next was a genuine compliment. "Another brilliant idea from the mind of Audrey Sharma."

"Thank you." She told him under laughs. Almost automatically, she curtsied hearing this.

Audrey wasn't sure how it happened, but somehow Gavin's ball ended up in her glove. During their last game, she made sure he took it back with him. Her mind was so preoccupied, she didn't notice the extra weight in her bag. Not while her mind was weighed down by his worry. Even if he left smiling, she know he still had mixed emotions about the concert.

She tossed the baseball up in the air a few times and caught it. As she watched it fall back down into her palm, she thought of something. "Another one of my brilliant ideas." She murmured. Then she went to ring the Adams residence.

Delilah picked up. "Audrey," She greeted cheerfully, though she sounded like she was in a rush. "you just caught us. Rob and I were about to leave for a date."

Audrey answered with an excited gasp. "Oh, I'll make this quick then. Have fun! Can I speak to him for two seconds?"

"Sure." The woman said, handing her husband the phone. She knew that if Audrey had wanted to speak to Tara, she wouldn't have called the landline.

"Hey there, Leading Lady." Rob greeted casually as he got on the line.

Her mind was already on the GGGG's, but now she was thinking about her role in their music video. "Have I thanked you for that a thousand times for that yet?" She asked in a single breath.

"Audrey, you've thanked me a million times." He assured.

"Well then hopefully, this is my way to repay you."

Rob didn't need to be repaid for the favor, especially since he considered what Audrey did a favor for him, his step-daughter and his step-daughter's dare partner's band. Still, he was just curious to hear what she had to say.

"What do you have in mind?"...

Thanks for reading, PLEASE REVIEW! I'm so excited to write about this concert that the next chapter might have a little bit of a time jump. We shall see. Let me know if there's anything you want me to elaborate on, or if their are any spelling/grammar/phrasing mistakes.

By this time next week, I'll be back to school. But as always, I'll update ASAP! =]