Aah, Paramore has done it again. They released their third album called Brand New Eyes today. Thus the title above. I almost forgot about the release date, good thing I saw 'Ignorance' while I was watching MTV.
Brand New Eyes is one of the best albums I've heard so far. As of now, my favorite song of theirs is 'Brick By Boring Brick'. It has this really catch beat to it and I just can't help but dance along to the song.
Yes, I'm still in the process of listening to the whole album. I'm currently on the ninth track of that song and as I'm listening to this song I'm reading a fan-fic made by XoShellyoX on quizilla. It's her Alex Gaskarth 'This Love Is Accidental' story. I was saddened because Jack, my favorite person in All Time Low becomes this evil conniving guy. I have always pictured Jack as this really hyper guy that acts like a random five year old, not an evil bastard.
This is probably one of the worst week I've ever had. Classes are suspended until Friday, which is a plus because I don't have a monologue to memorize which was supposed to be performed on Friday but having no classes and being stuck at home because some areas are flooded is starting to make me crazy.
I saw We The Kings vocalist, Travis Clark's tweet and made me laugh at the same time be awed. Here's what he tweeted:
I'm gonna send a box of WTK merch to the phillipines as well as lots of macaroni and cheese :) what will you send?? 1:16 PM Sep 28thfrom Echofon
That was really sweet, the Philippines, my home country needs as much help as we can get. Any form of donation would be really helpful to the families that lost their homes, loved ones, and even their enemies.
I heard there's going to be a stronger typhoon coming on Thursday, stronger than typhoon Ondoy. I want you guys to pray for every one's safety. I hope no one dies, everything will be alright as long as we have faith in God.
I experienced being in that storm a few days back. It was a Saturday when me, my brother, and my mom went out knowing there was a storm. For the sake of the people in my mom's office, she wanted them to have their pay so that they could feed their families while me and my brother don't. We just wanted to stay home, but we had to follow mom's orders. So we couldn't find a road that wasn't blocked with water. People were stopping us telling us that the road was closed because of the flood. After a few hours we made it to her office, and when people had their pay we thought we could go home. No, we faced flood again.
I was actually scared that the car would stop in the middle of the flood we were going through. The radio started going off and the lights were dimming, good thing the office was near my Grandma's house. We spent a few hours there and went home. My dad on the other hand was sick and all alone at home, where there was no electricity.
I was glad we were able to get home, need I remind you the whole day me and my brother haven't taken a shower. We thought the trip would take only 30 minutes, not 7 hours.
Holy cow. We won. Yes, the much awaited math dance finally ended with us taking the first place followed be Fermi and Evans. This award was not expected to tell you the truth. Most of us were expecting Fermi to take first place, I guess luck was on our side now.
How did it happen? We don't know, I have a wild speculation that it was because of the Audience Impact.
THE STORY:
Everyone in our group was nervous. My hands were trembling, as if any small touch could kill it or something. At first, Jaypee, Jard, Ian, and Gerome entered the gymnasium. The rest of us were scattered and wearing hoods like what the jedi's wear. Then we approched them in a zombie like walk, Michael Jackson's 'Thriller' was playing. The CD was remix so it had songs like 'Thriller', 'My Humps', 'Nasty Girl', 'Don't Cha', and 'Dora Opening Theme Song'. It was one of the most fun thing I've ever done in my life.
Back to the dance, the CD made a sound and 'Nasty Girl' started playing, we were still wearing our hoods so it was sort of awkward. Then it made a sound again, we went to our positions in 'My Humps' we took off our hoods, making all the audience scream.
I think the best part was 'Don't Cha'. Every song that was played made everyone in the audience cheer and yell. It was the best feeling I ever had. The audience cheered for us because I don't think they know what's going to happen next. We wrapped the boys in one big black cloth and when we released the cloth, all of them were wearing skirts. It was the best thing ever.
The audience must've been thinking 'oh what's going to happen next?' I love it.
Each one of us gave every energy we had on that dance, considering we've been practicing all day. It was such a miracle we had that kind of energy in us. I felt a surge of energy pulse through my veins and made me dance livelier than I normally would have :)
I just wish we're like this on the cheer dance, if not better.
Can't wait for October. It's going to be the best month ever!
♥Chapter 3♥
Nothing More Than a Casual Fuck.
‘I took a walk for the very first time on the dark side of the dance floor,
Lit a match just to heat things up but I got more than I bargained for;
Mixed drinks, mixed feelings of elation,
I should have known it was a one night invitation.’
I stared at him in shock. My mind was telling me to run and ignore him but my body was doing the exact opposite. It was like every feeling I’ve blocked for years came crashing down on me. I tried to speak but words won’t come out of my mouth.
“Cassie, is that you?” He asked, disbelief filling his voice.
“…no” I said, walking away. Sadly, he grabbed my arm making my escape unsuccessful. Damn.
“Wait, it is you! I’d recognize that face anywhere!” He exclaimed.
“No, you must’ve mistaken me for some other girl. I get it all the time, if you don’t mind I have other business to attend to.” I snatched my arm back and walked away. Just like I did two years ago. Only this time, I knew this isn’t the end of it.
I made my way to the tent and helped the merch guy sell merch. I felt someone staring at me but I shook the feeling off. I decided to watch The Maine’s set which would be on the center stage at five in the afternoon; it was already four-thirty.
A Rocket to the Moon was playing their song ‘I’m Not Saying Goodbye’ which is one of my favorites. I decided to stay and watch them play, taking occasional pictures when needed. After their set, I congratulated the guys and watched The Maine play. These guys really know how to pump up the crowd. Every fan on the venue was either singing along or screaming their lungs out, if not both. Even back stage; I could see people bopping their heads to some of the songs.
I snapped some pictures, Kennedy saw this and grinned. I chuckled at his silliness. When I was satisfied, I turned the camera off and waited for them to finish. Each of them gave me a hug, when they finished.
“Ew, you’re all sweaty!” I made a face at them.
“Suck it up! You know you love us” John grinned.
“Well if you keep doing that, I don’t think I will!” I joked, making John put a hand on his heart and acted like he was hurt.
“Hey, are you going to All Time Low’s party?” Jared asked.
“Duh.” I smiled.
“Great! Let’s go!” Pat started dragging me towards the buses.
“Pat, wouldn’t it be more appropriate if we changed and didn’t smell like sweat?” I asked.
“Oh, right” He stopped and once again dragged me to the buses but only in the other direction.
I got out of my sweaty clothes and changed into a Glamour Kills tee and my black shorts, to top it all off I wore my purple high tops. I waited for the guys to finish, as of now I am living proof that guys take longer than girls. Thankfully, all the waiting paid off; they looked handsome.
We walked to All Time Low’s bus, which was not really far from us. I could feel the beat of the bass.
“Cassie! Glad you could make it.” Zack said, hugging me.
“Come on, it wouldn‘t be a party without me.” I kidded.
“True, drinks are over there.” He pointed to where people were sort of crowding.
“You know my weakness, Zacky” I bid him goodbye and headed over the drinks area. I took a red cup that was filled with coke and vodka. The usual.
After a few cups or so, I was feeling ecstatic. I walked over to the dance floor and danced. I soon felt someone’s arm around my waist and was grinding onto me. I felt him kiss my neck, the smell of alcohol coming from his breath but since it was a party I ignored it. Soon enough, I felt him tug my arm, leading me outside. I assumed that he was leading me to his bus or whatever, I was correct. When we entered, he roughly kissed me. I kissed back with the same amount of force he gave. The boy remained unknown to me, all I know is he’s in a band.
I removed his shirt and soon enough every article of clothing on our body was gone. I felt his kisses trail from my jaw line to my neck. It was one of the most amazing things I’ve ever experienced. We both collapsed on what I supposed was his bunk, panting.
I woke up with a massive headache and an arm around me, I saw who the arm belonged to and it was none other than Alex Knight. Shit. I had sex with him. This wasn’t supposed to happen! I got up carefully and got dressed. I tiptoed to the lounge and, trying not to wake anyone up.
“So you’re just going to leave like that?” I heard someone ask me from behind; I turned around and saw Aiden with arms across his chest. I stayed silent, taking a sudden interest on the floor.
“Cassie just talk to me, please” He said, coming closer. I walked up to him and hugged him, tears falling from my eyes.
“I missed you, Cass” He mumbled.
“I missed you too.” I
“Now, care to tell me what happened?” He asked, I blushed.
“Not here” I looked down.
“Over breakfast perhaps?” He suggested, I nodded my head in response.
We walked to a diner which was across the venue. We sat on a booth and ordered, I had pancakes while Aiden had bacon and eggs. While we were waiting, Aiden started the conversation.
“So Cass, tell me.” I took a deep breath and replied.
“Well, I left two years ago because I wanted change and the internship was a way for me to do so and I’ve been asked by Chris, my boss, to take pictures of your band but I was scared of what’ll happen so I declined. This year I was fooled by my boss into Warped Tour, I thought you guys weren’t here so I accepted. I arrived yesterday and was invited by Rian, a good friend of mine, last night. Last night, I got drunk and here we are.”
“Why?” He asked.
“What ‘why’?” I tilted my head in confusion.
“Why did you have sex with Alex?”
“I was drunk.”
“Why did you leave?”
“Because it would be awkward and I feel like he’s mad.” I looked down, I heard him sigh.
“Cass, he’s not mad. When you left he was really torn up. You’ve made such an impact on his and our lives as well. I know how much this hurts but you’re the reason why he wrote all these songs; you were, you are and you will be his inspiration no matter what. In some fucked up way, we thank you for it at the same time the hurt is still there.”
“I’m sorry.” I closed my eyes, the band’s faces filled my mind.
“It’s okay, we still love you nonetheless” He smiled, taking my hand in his.
“Even Alex?” I looked up with hopeful eyes.
“Even Alex. Trust me, he’s never set eyes on another girl but you.”
“What?” I asked, shocked. Why? Did he have feelings for me?
”You know what I mean, Cass.” At this point, he was smirking.
“No I don’t. What are you saying?” I asked.
“Nothing. Look our food’s here!” He shrugged the topic off, not letting it rise up ever again. It left me wondering.
We ate in silence with occasional small talks. I was a little happy that even if I did something hurtful like that, someone would still forgive me. I’m glad I have a friend like Aiden. I can finally feel my life fall back in to pieces little by little.
‘Say hello to goodbye
Cause just one sip would make me sick
I used to be love drunk, but now I’m hung over
I’ll love you forever, but now it’s over’
We arrived at the venue. I wasn’t out of the car yet I could feel the heat radiating through my body. Thank goodness I decided to wear something Warped Tour material. I stepped out of the car, backpack on one of my shoulders. I’ve been to Warped Tour twice but the exhilarating feeling never left my side.
“Cassie, we’ll get you settled in then Garrett will give you a tour of our bus and shit, okay?” John asked.
“I guess” I shrugged.
“Wait, where will I be staying?” I followed up.
“At our humble abode of course!” Pat exclaimed, his arms around my waist.
“Pat…” I trailed off.
“Yeah, Cassie-bear?” He asked, looking at me with those innocent eyes of his.
“Can you please let go of me before I trip and fall?” I gave him the cutest smile I could without falling.
“Nope!” He popped the ‘p’.
“Dude, stop being gay and let go of Cassie.” I saw Kennedy smirk at his statement. This made Pat and Kennedy argue about Pat’s sexuality.
We arrived at The Maine’s tour bus; I must say it was bigger than I expected. They showed me where I would be sleeping in for two and a half months. I shoved my bag in the bunk and took my camera and phone with me, I decided to go and explore the venue. I saw the guys playing ‘Halo’ in the game room.
“Hey, I’ll be heading out now. I put my number on your phones so just text me if you need anything” I said, walking out the door.
When I caught a glimpse of the outside world, I saw a merch tent nearby. It had a sign that said ‘All Time Low’ on it; I decided to start my work and head over there. I saw them looking at me, smiles adorning their faces.
“What’s up, homies?” I waved at the five boys before me.
“Cass, gangster’s not your thing and it never will be. Anyways, here we are handsome and sexy as ever, you like?” Alex finished with his famous cocky smirk.
“No dear Alex, I don’t like” I stuck my tongue out, Alex cried out in mock-horror.
“I see you’re looking fine as always, Cassandra” Rian smiled his piano key smile. He insisted on calling me Cassandra for some reason.
“Cassie! How’ve you been, sweet thing?” Jack gave me that cheeky smile of his.
These boys really know how to light up my day. I met the boys on my first Warped Tour two years ago; they were one of the bands that really welcomed me. Alex was like a caring, flirty brother that I never had. Rian and Zack were like my over protective brothers and Jack was my random, hyper best friend.
“Enough of the chit chat; can I take your picture?” I asked them
“Yeah sure, you mean as a fan or…?” Zack trailed off.
“It’s for work.” I smiled.
“Oh okay, now?” I nodded my head.
They then posed for the picture; I snapped a couple of shots when I was satisfied, I thanked them. Before I could leave, Rian caught up with me.
“Cassandra, you want to go to our kickoff party tonight?”
“Sure. What time?” I asked.
“Around seven. Every band will be there.” He smiled.
“Okay, see you then” I waved goodbye and headed off to some random place I could think of.
I spotted a tree that could provide me some shade and headed over there. I looked at the sight in front of me, every crew of every band were everywhere; they were setting things up for later. I felt my thigh vibrate, signaling that I had a message.
‘Cassie-bear! I miss you. Where the fudge are you?!?!?!’ –Pat.
Pat can be such a sweetheart. I replied saying where I was.
‘Cassie-bear. I’m too lazy to go there and we have sound check in a few. I guess we’ll see you later :D – Pat.
I got off my seat and decided to The Maine’s merch tent and help out, but before I could do so, I saw Forever The Sickest Kids’ tent. I decided to steal some of their Kool-Aid.
“Hey you! Where do you think you’re going?” Kyle asked.
“Nowhere?” I smiled, nervously.
“Cassie! I knew it was you!” Caleb greeted me with a hug.
“Yeah, so I’ll be going now.”
“So soon? Why?” Kyle asked. This boy is full of questions now, isn’t he?
“I have to help The Maine set up.”
“So you came here to steal some of our drinks?” Caleb smirked.
“Yeah. See you!” I waved goodbye and made my way back to The Maine’s tent.
I turned on my iPod and decided to listen to some music while walking. I wasn’t paying attention where I was walking and accidentally hit someone’s chest. I spilled the Kool-Aid I was drinking, I saw that some of the Kool-Aid was on his shirt.
“Oh shit, sorry. I wasn’t paying attention.” I said, not looking at the guy’s face; I was trying to wipe his shirt, hoping that it’ll look a little bit better.
“No, it’s alright. I needed something to freshen up with, though Kool-Aid was not what I was looking for” He chuckled. I laughed along with him, I looked up and saw someone I’ve been avoiding for years.
He looked different, in a good way. His hair was still on one side but now it had highlights in it and it was darker than the usual brown he had, his eyes were still the same shade of blue that made me want to stare at it for days. He matured over the years. Somehow my heart was still beating ten thousand miles per hour. I can’t believe he still had that effect on me. My breath got caught in my throat. He was absolutely gorgeous. The same boy I fell in love with, only more mature.
I guess he still recognized me, his eyes were as big as a baseball and his mouth was wide open. His expression was shocked, his eyes showed a mix of anger, shock, and happiness in them.
Today's events were both exhausting and satisfying. We're almost done with the song and everyone is having fun while practicing.
As of today, I am now living proof that rain can really make you relax and feel happy. After our practice, we had to walk down the streets to get a ride. We left our friend, Lucky's house around nine-thirty in the evening. It was raining cats and dogs then.
We walked out of the subdivision, soaking wet. It made me feel like I was a kid again, running around in the rain not caring about anything or anyone around you. Me and the gang boarded a tricycle and we could all feel the cold breeze the vehicle made. I was shivering at that point.
We then boarded a jeepney and soon we went our separate ways. As I was walking around our street, the rain was pouring like there was no tomorrow. When I got home, I received one hell of a scolding courtesy of my mother. She was bombarding me with questions like 'why are you soaking wet?' 'where's the umbrella I asked you to bring?' 'why are you home so late?'
I couldn't even answer all her questions because she asked me to take a bath. This day was probably one of the best I ever had. Sure it was great, but tonight I'm having the biggest headache I've ever had so far.
Great I think I'm going to be sick.
We have practice again tomorrow, I wish we'll be the winners on Friday.
As I saw this picture, I had a flashback of all the fun things I did in my childhood days. Playing in the rain, touching dirt like it was no big deal, playing with dolls, and all the other stuff little children do. I pondered about one thing. What if we all had the attitude of little kids?
When two kids fight, it'll be over in a few minutes or so; when people our age fight, it'll either be over in a few weeks or it'll never be over. People our age hold grudges over little things like forgetting their birthday or leaving them 'alone' (when they're not really alone, they have other people to hang out with). I don't know, it's just I miss the good old days.
I remember when I would throw tantrums because of little things like my parents not buying a stuffed toy I want. I miss those days, those carefree days. Today our group had a practice at a basketball court near our place. It had a playground next to the court, I couldn't help but unleash the inner child in me. The swings, see-saws, monkey bars, and the slides. I miss being able to run around, having nothing to worry about. It was just me and my friends playing around and having a good time.
Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I didn't switch schools or what would happen if I didn't act the way I did. Even if I found an answer to these questions, would I be happy?
Actually, I'm pretty content with the life I'm in right now. Though sometimes, I just can't help but wonder what if--
I feel like sometimes all I need is a good cry, but I can't bring myself to do so. This sucks like one big butt.
I really wish I was a kid again, no drama what-so-ever. Now, everything is filled with drama. Alex Gaskarth's Sick Little Games keeps on playing in my mind right now.
'We're all part of the same sick little games. And I need a getaway, getaway. I'm wasting my days, I throw them away. Losing it all on these sick little games'
I don't know if I'm being dramatic here or I'm just being nostalgic, but yeah. I guess last night was really an eye-opener for me. Who knew drinking and talking with my dad could really do this to me. I wasn't drunk I guess I was tipsy, maybe not. I could still recall all the things I did and didn't do.
Drinking was I guess another way for me to feel relieved, happy even. As I was lying on my bed, the memories seem to flash as if it were a movie. All the fun things I did with my best friends. Hanging out at the beach, swimming, my best friend and neighbor teaching me how to play volleyball and badminton, playing hide and seek, and most of all the little arguments I had with my brother.
This afternoon, I played in the said playground. I couldn't help but remember the times I played in our playground at our street. The good old days.
‘Tell me that you love me, And it’ll be alright. Are you thinking of me? Just come with me tonight. You know I need you, just like you need me; Can’t stop, won’t stop; I must be dreaming’
“Cassie, Mr. Richards is looking for you.” Amy, my co-worker and best friend for two years said.
Mr. Chris Richards is my boss. For two years, I’ve been working for him, meeting new people and interviewing them as well. Thankfully, I haven’t come across Split Second Eternity in the years that went by.
I made my way to his office; I knocked on the door and went inside the room.
“Hey Chris.” I said, giving him a hug. “Hey honey! How are you? I haven’t seen you in a while. My, don’t you look fabulous!” He held me by my shoulders and looked me up and down with a smile; did I mention he was gay? Well, he is. “Thanks. You look beautiful yourself. I love the new haircut!” “Oh stop! Anyways, I called you because I am in need of your fabulous pictures again. Take a seat” “Okay, what band?” I asked as I was sitting down. “Every band on warped tour, honey” He beamed. “Stressful but okay, when will I be leaving?” I stood up, ready for my departure. “Now.” I got up and made my way outside the building. I was used to him telling me events in the last minute. For a best friend, he sure is bossy.
Once I reached the parking lot, I got on my car and went to the airport. I left my Audi at my dad’s and decided to buy a 2009 Lamborghini Gallardo once I had enough money to buy one. Chris told me that I would be meeting one of the bands in warped tour once I landed in California, he wouldn’t tell me what band it was; all I know is, I was in for a surprise.
For two years, I’ve successfully avoided Split Second Eternity. I ignored their calls, e-mails, and even their texts. I want nothing to do with them, as selfish as it may seem. I didn’t want to be a bother to them; I didn’t want to be the people that’ll make the group disband. Before I left, I could feel the tension between Alex and Derek even if they didn’t mean to show it, it was just there.
Soon enough the phone calls started to deescalate, the text messages stopped as well as the e-mails—we went our separate ways.
As of now I’m living my dream, doing my three favorite things: traveling, taking pictures, and meeting bands. In a span of two years, I became the Photo Journalist for Alternative Press Magazine, just like I wanted to be. I can pay the bills, shop, and give something to my brother who’s been there for me all the way.
I checked my luggage in once I reached the airport. I went to the gate and went inside the plane that Chris arranged for me. Private plane, sweet.
I decided that it would be a good time for me to sleep; I have had some unlikely experiences inside a plane. To cut it short, I’m afraid of heights.
“Ma’am, we’ve arrived” I heard the stewardess said as she was shaking me awake. I groggily stood up and collected my things, making sure I didn’t leave anything important. Before I could get out of the plane, the same stewardess gave me a folder which contained the names of the bands I was assigned to take pictures of. It involved bands such as All Time Low, A Rocket to the Moon, The Maine, and There for Tomorrow.
As I was scanning the paper, I couldn’t help but gasp at the name that I’ve been avoiding for so long. It was the band that wrote an album full of songs about me; telling me how much they miss me and how bad I was for leaving them. They were the people I’ve tried forgetting but I just couldn’t. It was Split Second Eternity.
I called Chris and asked why he chose me for this project.
“I know you have talent sweetie and no one is going to notice that if you’re rejecting all the big offers I gave you just because it involved them. I know that you shared something very special with them but if they’re the ones holding you back, I guess it’s time you face them and get this over with.” He hung up.
I sighed and made my way outside the airport where I saw a big sign that said ‘Welcome Cassandra Avery!’ being held by five guys. One was the tallest of them all, he had the heartbreaker smile. The guy next to him had orange-ish hair. The other two had almost the same height but one of them had sunglasses and reddish brown hair. The last one was the smallest; he was holding the sign with a big smile on his face. They were all looking at different directions, probably finding a person that looks like their name is Cassandra Avery.
“Dudes, I think that’s her!” The smallest one pointed at a girl that was wearing something that’s too revealing for the naked eye. “No, you idiot that doesn’t even look like the girl in this picture!” The guy with orange hair thumped him. “Oh right.”
I laughed and made my way to them. The tallest guy was the first one to notice me; he gave me that smile that could melt every girl in this airport.
“Hi” I waved. “Hey, you must be Cassandra right?” He smiled. “Cassie, but yeah.” “Okay, wait here.” I nodded. He went to the direction of the four boys and probably told them that it was me they were looking for. Together, they made their way back to me.
“So Cassie…” The guy with reddish brown hair said. “Hi, may I ask who you people are?” I smiled. “Oh right! I’m Garrett” The reddish brown haired guy said. “I’m John” The tallest one waved. “I’m Kennedy” The guy that was the same height as Garrett said. “I’m Jared” The orange haired guy said. “I’m Pat!” The smallest one said.
We all went to the car that I guessed was rented and drove to the venue. John was driving and Jared was in the passenger seat leaving me to sit with Kennedy and Garrett while Pat was in the back.
“Hey, you come here often?” Kennedy started. “No, but with you here I don’t think I’ll ever come here ever again.” I smirked at his shocked face. Everyone in the car shouted ‘Burn!’
“Cassie, I think this is the start of a very beautiful friendship.” Garrett said as he put an arm around me. “Yes Garrett, I think it is.” I smiled.
Just then, it all clicked. John, as in Johnohhh. Pat, Garrett, Jared, and Kennedy. They’re the members of The Maine. Why didn’t I notice it earlier? Chris said it was a surprise, a surprise indeed.
I squealed making John swerve the car.
“Damn it Cassie, keep the volume normal” John said. “You guys are The Maine!” I ignored John’s comment. “Yes, I think we knew that since the day we stared the band.” Jared said. “You are The Maine!” I said, a huge smile on my face started to appear. “Yes.” They all chorused. “You’re Garrett and you’re Kennedy and you’re Jared, Pat, and Johnohhh!” I pointed at them. “Yes.” “This is so cool.” “Fan girl moment, Cassie?” John smirked. “No.” I looked down, hiding my now red cheeks. “Aww! A fan!” Kennedy cooed. “Shut up. John, hurry up!” “Anything for our little fan” The smirk was still placed on his face.
I groaned in response. Oh great.
Two years and I still haven’t gotten over the whole fan girl thing.
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