I couldnt feel anything anymore. I had gone completely numb. I sat there on the bus for what felt like an hour. It was 12am on June 11th, which meant that the concert had ended an hour ago. But I didnt go. Even though I loved them to death, I just couldn't afford to pay for another ticket. I had already seen Panic at the disco twice in concert, and met them once. I actually got to go on their bus with them and hang out for a while because they thought I was cool. But they had to leave to go to the next venue, and I couldn't go with them. But that was years ago.

I got off the bus in front of the large stadium that they were playing at. The tour busses were still there. I didnt know wheather I should wait for them to come out and see if they still remember me. They probably didn't, seeing as they meet like 500 screaming girls everyday. I decided to walk over. There were two other girls standing waiting for a chance to meet them. They glared at me as I walked by. I leaned on the small baracade and I stood there for a few minutes and then finally heard the framiliar voices coming closer.

"Dude, it's so good to be home" I could see the outlines coming from the distance.
"I know man. Hey Jon, you going home tonight?"
"Nah, booked a flight for tomorrow. Spence, you gonna sign a couple autographs with us?" I saw four figures appear in a light. Three of them were looking at Spencer waiting for an answer; Spencer and I just kept eyes contact with eachother. His mouth was wide open and I smiled. He looked like a young child in a candy store. His shocked expression soon turned into a cute smile.
"Dude, what are you looking at?" Brendon looked over at me and grinned. "Chelsea?!" He ran over and gave me a huge bren-hug. The girls that were standing beside me were in complete shock. Apperently Brendon remembered me.
"Brendon! You remember me?!"
"How could I ever forget the girl who saved my beloved Ryan's life from that Orange soda?" Yes, I 'saved' Ryan Ross' life. While we were in the bus, Ryan had opened the fridge and gotten out an orange soda. He opened it and I could hear that it was going to explode. So I ran over and knocked it out of his hand before it stained his shirt. Haha. Good Times.
The rest of them walked over.
"Chels! How are ya?!" Ryan wrapped his arms around me. He was still as skinny as I remembered.
"I'm great. How are you guys? The tour is almost over, you must be happy!"
Brendon shrugged. "Meh, we'll miss it. I think the Honda Civic Tour is the best tour we've ever had. But I guess now we're just happy that we get to be home for a few days. Did you enjoy the show?" I looked down at my feet.
"I uh-I couldn't go."
"What? why?"
"Oh. I just could afford to buy a ticket-"
"If we knew you were coming, we woulda gotten you a ticket and a backstage pass and all that stuff." Brendon looked sad. I smiled.
"So is anyone going to introduce us?" Jon asked. Yes, I knew who HE was. I met panic back in the day when they still had Brent. I guess it's been a while since I saw them last.
"Here-" Brendon helped pull me over the baracade. "Jon, this is Chelsea. We met her a long time ago. Spence wouldnt shutup about her for the longest time when we had to leave. Chelsea, this is Jon." Jon held out his hand.
"But it's not like you dont already know who I am."He smirked. I looked over at Spencer and he was still blushing over Brendon's little comment. I could hardly see his face becasue of his long hair and beard, but underneath I could sill see the adorable Spencer I met a couple years ago. Ry, Bren, and Jon walked over and started talking to those bitches other girls who were standing beside me earlier. Spencer stood there looking at me.
"So you want to come on the tour bus with us and hang out? Actually. Nevermind we can just bring everyone to Ryan's or my house..." He scratched the back of his head.
"Sure." The other three guys walked back over to us.
'Hey Spencerrrrr! Can I have a hug and an autograph?' The girls called out. I walked over with Spencer to the girls who now HATED me. Pssh, what did I care?
"Did you guys enjoy the show?" He asked them. I could tell that they were in total shock,
''Ye-yeah. OMG your guys are amazing!"
"Oh thanks." He signed some things and walked away.

Let me introduce myself. My name is December Raymon; not Raymond, just Raymon. And yes, I was named after a month. I hate my name, so I just get everybody to call me Chelsea. I'm 19 and I live with my alcaholic father becasue I dont yet have enough money to move out. Yes, I have a job. I work at a samll cafe in a mall. We live in Las Vegas; entertainment capital of the world. Oh Joy. Some people describe me as...different?They can call me whever they want to. I usually like to wear my black skinny jeans and Red converse. And either a black or gray tank-top. Tonight I was wearing My 'Panic at the disco' t-shirt, my Skinny jeans, and My old pair of Black converse. My hair is pulled back into a loose pony-tail. I guess I'm about average height. I'm about as tall as Jon..If that gives you the right idea of height.....

"So we gonna head into the tour bus?" Jon asked.
"Nah, I can't even stand looking at that thing. Lets head over to my place for the night. Wanna come with us, Chels?" Ryan asked. I nodded my head. My dad was probably passed out on the floor anyways, so whatever.

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I stood at the end of the driveway. The house was HUGE. I began to shiver. It was cold and I didnt have a coat on. I felt something over my shoulders. I looked and it was a jacket, Not just any jacket; Spencer's jacket. I looked beside me and there he was with a smile on his face. "Just incase you get too cold. We usually sit outside around a fire for a little while." He said.
"Thanks." He put his arm around me.
"Me and Bren are gonna go get some drinks and stuff." Ryan and Brendon entered the house. Jon, Spencer and I walked along the side of the house to the backyard. It was a pretty large backyard. Sort of like a fairytale. There were 2 large trees that covered a small pond. The pond was surrounded by lights and there was a bench on the other side. It would probably look much prettier in daylight...
Closer to the house there was a small fire pit surrounded with chairs and small tables. The three of us sat down, waiting for the other two to come out.
"Guess we should light the fire..."Jon grabbed a match from a small box that was on one of the little tables and lit it. He threw it in the fire. I looked over at Spencer who was sitting next to me. The light was reflecting off of his eyes. I could tell he was lost in a daydream, gazing into the fire. It was broken with the back door opening. He looked up.
Ryan was holding a guitar in his hands. Brendon came out with an apron on and a tray with drinks on it. "Ello everyone. I'm Brendon. I'll be your waitress-I mean, WaitER for tonight." He said with a british accent.
He came around and gave us all a drink. "Okay Spencer and Chels, you guys get the little-kiddy drinks. Underage drinking is NOT prohibited at Ryan's house. HAHA Just kidding here you go." He handed me a drink. Honestly, I didnt want a drink, but I took it anyways. Ryan started struming.
"You are my NAAASTY looove" he sang. Haha. I know where that was from, the 'Mad Libs with PATD'. I smiled. Is still had spencer's jacket around my shoulders. I took it off and actually put it on. It was a little too big for me, but I liked it.
"So how long are you guys satying here?" I asked. Ryan continued to strum his guitar.
'Only a feeeeeew daysss we have another show here then we go to Californiaaaaa' he sang. He got a good chuckle out of that. Brendon joined in.
'youuuu cann hang ouuuut with uuus if you waaaaant toooooooo.' Jon also sang;
'Even though i just meeet youuu, you seem pretty coooooool.' We all broke out in laughter. I think they had a little too much to drink.
"I'd love too." I grinned.
"Let's go inside. It's to cold out here. I'll kick your guys' ASS at mariocart." We all got out of our chairs and went inside.
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Spencer's POV.

We all sat around in Ryan's livingroom.
I didnt really feel like playing mariocart and apparently either did Chelsea. She sat bedside me and she was still wearing my jacket. "You still cold?" I said, trying to get her to laugh.
"haha, what are yout alking about?" I pointed to the jacket. "Oh. no, I just like it."
"Hey Spence, you wanna play?" Jon held a controller in his hand.
"Nah. It's cool. You guys can play."
We just sat there, watching them. Ocasionally making a sarcastic remark.
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Decembcer [Chelsea]'s POV

Me and Spencer were having a good conversation about all the stupid things some of the fans do to get his attention. He left to go to the washroom. It was 2 am, I was SO tired. I closed my eyes and listened to the sounds of the guys playing videogames. A few minutes later someone sat down beside me. I fell over and my head landed on their shoulder. They out their arm around me and I fell back asleep.

I woke up in a large bed to myself. there was a clock hanging from the wall and it read 5:12 am. I had only been asleep for about 3 hours. I could faintly hear a guitar playing from another room and some singing. I couldn't quite recognize the voice. I got out of the bed; which I must say, was quite comfy. I was wearing the same clothes that I was wearing a day before. I opened the door. The music sounded louder. I felt lost in Ryan's house. Soon I came to a door. It definately wans't a radio that was playing the music, it was a person. I stood at the door for a few moments to hear what they were playing.

'Days passed by to slow
Waiting for the hour
to see your beautiful smile.
Now's the time to make a wish
Under the sky tonight.
I f I wished for you,
Would you wish for me too?
What would you do.'

I couldnt wait much longer. I opened the door and the music stopped. It was Spencer holding a guitar. He looked shocked. Since when did Spencer play guitar?
"Uh-uh Goodmorning Chelsea."
"Mornin' Spencer."
"Did you have a good sleep?"
"Yeah, what happened last night? All I remember is falling or leaning over on someone and falling asleep..."
"Oh, yeah. You fell asleep leaning against me, so I put you in the spare room. We didn't want to wake you up."
"Thanks." I said with a smile. " Hey Spencer, if it wouldn't be to much to ask, could you please take me to my house so that I can get clothes and stuff for the next few days?"
"Oh yeah! Sure, no problem."
"Thanks again."
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We pulled up to my house. My dad's car was in the driveway. I decided on sneaking in so that he wouln't hear me. "I'll be right back." I got out of the car and quietly closed the door. I walked behind the house and unlocked the back door. I could see me dad. he was still passed out on the floor. I put my key on the kitchen table and headed upstairs to my bedroom. I made sure that every step I took was quiet. I opened my door to my messy bedroom. I took a large bag from my closet and began to fill it with clothes. I heard steps come up the staris. SHIT. My door opened and it was my dad.
"what the fuck are you doing here? I thought I kickedyouout."
"Dad! Leave me alone!"
He slapped me. I could feel tears run down my face. My vision was blurred through all the tears. "Get out!" he yelled. I couldn't stand this. He grabbed my arm and began to twist it. I helplessly grabbed a large book from my floor and hit him iwth it multiple times. Finlly I hit him in the side of the head. His grip loosened on my arm and he fell over. I broke free of his grasp and I continued to pack with haste. I shoved everything I could see. I closed my bag, grabbed my purse and ran out the door as fast as I could. Spencer quickly got out of the car when he saw me.
"Chelsea! What happened?!" He looked worried. I ran into his arms, its the only place I felt safe at the moment.
"He-heslappedme.ItriedSOHARDTOGETAWAY.HESLIKETHATALLTIME!" He held me close to him.
"Calm down Chelsea."
"I just-I just need to get away from here. I dont feel safe anymore."
"Okay lets go. Everything will be fine." We got into the car and drove back to Ryan's house.
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I ran as fast as I could into the spare room that I was staying in. I slammed the door shut and tears came. falling down my face.
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Spencer's POV

She ran into her room crying.
"Dude, is she okay?" Ryan asked.
"I dont know." I sat down at the table in the kitchen with my head burried in my hands. Ryan sat across from me.
"You gonna go talk to her?" He asked.
"I dont know, Ry. I don't know what she's going through. You know mre about that stuff than I do...would you mind talking to her?"
Ryan got out of his seat and headed towards her room door. He opened it and closed it behind him.
I sat there alone for about 3 minutes, untill I heard the door open again.
"She wants to talk to YOU, Spence.Besides, I have to go take Jon to the airport. I'll be back later. Oh-and Bren's coming with me." I got up and opened the door. I closed it behind me. She was Sitting cross-legged on the bed. Her face lit up as she looked up and saw me. Her eyes were red and flushed with fear. I sat down close beside her on the bed.
"Uhm, Ry said you wanted to talk to me.."
"Spencer, I-I just wanted to apologize for everything. "
"You don't need to apologize, Chelsea. It's not your fault."
"Thanks, Spencer." She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. "You're like my brother....If I were to have one." I could feel my face getting more and mre red.


Chelsea's POV.

Yes, I just kissed his cheek. He was really sweet. I didn't just think of him as 'Spencer Smith from PATD' anymore. He was Spencer. My friend. I really liked him. His face turned red. Awe, how cute. He looked at me and managed a little smile. Through everything I've been through today, that made everything better.

"Listen, I know something that will make everything better." He said.
"Yeah? And what's that?"
"BAKING CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIEESS!" He said in excitement. He got off the bed, took my hand and we headed towards the kitchen. I stood there and waited while Spencer scrambled, searching through the cupboards.


"Four cups of flour." He said, reading the cookbook. I took the bag of flour off of the table and started walking towards the counter. I suddenly tripped on something and the flour went everywhere. I looked up to see that Spencer and I were completely covered in the white powder. "I said four CUPS, not the whole bag! You got flour all over my new shirt" He held out his hand to get me up. I took it and pulled him down beside me.
"That's not all your going to get it on!" We both laughed, throwing flour at eachother. "FOOD FIGHT!" I yelled. The I grabbed an egg and cracked it over his hed. He took the milk and poured it on my head. We both couldnt stop laughing, but I managed to take a bowl of sugar and toss it at him. We were having a lot of fun. The front door opened and we went silent.
"Shhh." Spencer took my hand and we snuck out of the kitchen and left through the back door. We went aound the back of the house to the front. There was a car in the driveway.
"What the hell were you two doing?" SHIT. I turned around and Brendon and Ryan stood there with grins on their faces. Me and Spencer burst out laughing.
"HAHA, its not what it looks like." Spencer managed to say.
"The kitchen is a fucking mess! I'll just hire someone to clean it up I guess..." Ryan scratched the back of his head.
"So where are we eating tonight?" Brendon asked. Yeah, leave it up to Brendon to ask about food...
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I tied my hair back into a neat bun. I was wearinga small black cocktail dress that I managed to shove into a bag. I must admit, I did look pretty cute. I looked into the small mirror to make sure I didnt forget anything. Then I remembered; My brand new Ocean Palm Breeze perfume. I sprayed some on and left my room. We didnt know where we were going to eat, so we decided we'd dress nicely incase we went somewhere nice. I closed the door behind me. When I looked up, I didnt recognize the guys infront of me. They were all so cute!

"Wow Chels, you look great." Ryan managed to say. They were all wearing nice vintage stuff. They looked good. (OF COURSE!)

We all crammed into Ryan's car. "Chelsea, just so you know, we NEVER ride in limos. They just attract attention.." Ryan strapped on his seatbelt in the driver's seat.
"Hahaha thats fine." I sat in the back with Spencer.

Ryan started the car. We drove for about 10 minutes. Brendon turned up the volume on the car stereo and Blasted 'Crank That' By Soulja Boy. He started dancing like he did in the 'Ask A Rockstar' video I saw of them on youtube.

"UUUH. NO!" Ryan turned it to the naxt station. Everyone recognized the music coming from the speakers. We only managed to catch the last few words.

"You are at the top of my lungs,
Drawn to the ones who never yawn."

'That was NOTHERN DOWPOUR by Panic At The Disco. I heard the music video is going for WORST music video of the year. Too bad. The boys of Panic have lost their touch. I guess dressing like clowns and trees didnt do the job this time. Better luck on the next video boys.'

None of us said a word. I didnt even know the music video was out already....Ryan turned off the radio.
"So who's up for some burgers?"
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We ate our bugers. We sat in the park stuffed with fast food.
"UuUuGhhh. I cant move." I said.
"Me neither." Brendon burped out.
"I cant believe we just spent seventy dollars at Burger Hut." Ryan laughed "Spencer, you there buddy?"
"UuUuuU." Spencer grunted back.
"I think Im gunno go home." Ryan said.
"Ill go with you." Brendon stood up, brushing leaves off his legs.
"You guys comming?" Ryan asked.
"Nah, I think I'll stay here." I said.
"Me too." Spencer looked over at me and smiled. Brendon and Ryan left us. Alone.
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Spencer's POV:



The lamp posts in the park turned on as the sky got darker. The sky was now filled with the blaring lights of Las Vegas. There were no visible stars. It was something I missed while being on tour; The fact that in some cities, you could see stars in the night sky. She took a sip from her drink. Then took my hand and pulled me down beside her laying in the grass. We looked up to the star-less sky. The warm breeze ran through my long hair.
"You know, sometimes when I look into the sky, it makes me think of my mom." She never told me what happened to her mom. She obviously didnt live with her. I was going to ask, but
"whathappenedtoyourmom?" SHIT. I let it slip out. "I-I'm sorry Chelsea." She turned her head towards me and smiled.
"Let me tell you something else first."
"Okay."I agreed.
"My name isn't Chelsea." What the hell?
"Oh. It's not? Well then what is it?" Was she just kidding around?
"December." The name echoed through my mind.
"Well December, I think that's a beautiful name." I said. She turned her head back to the sky.
"I was seven. My mother and father would constantly fight. I always tried to escape it, I never knew what to do. One night when I was 7, it got so bad. I had to get away, so I decided to run away from home. I packed a bag with clothes, stuffed animals, and money that I snuck from my mother's purse. Without anybody knowing, I snuck out through my window and ran as fast as I could to a park down the road. It was the only place I felt safe. I could still hear my parents fighting from down the road. I suddenly heard the front door open and my mother yelling my name. She got into her car and drove really fast down the street. Seconds later, there was a screech and a loud crash. My mother died in a car accident. I still blame myself, Spencer. I-I just can't handle the pain, with everthing going on in my life. Thats why my dad became an alcaholic." Her eyes got watery.
"Wow. I never knew-I' so sorry."
"Thanks Spencer." She smiled.

Chelsea's POV

Somehow we ended up back at Ryan's 20 minutes later. With our arms linked together, we stumbled through the front door.
"Where have you two been?" Asked Brendon. "It's 1am."
"Sorry, Mother." I laughed.
I pulled Spencer by the hand to my bedroom. I closed the door behind us and we both sat cross-legged on my messy bed.
"Spencer," I said. He looked at me wish his adorable eyes. "I just wanted to thank you." I smiled.
"For what?" He asked.
"Listening to everything I've said, Being my friend, and understanding me....Or at least acting like you do."
"No problem Chel-December. Do the guys know your real name?"
"No."
"Do you mind if I call you D?"
"Go ahead, BUT, only if I can call you J..."
"What?! Why?"
"Your middle name starts with a J. Does it not?"
"Fine. But listen, Im going to go to bed." He reached across the bed and gave me a long hug. "And remember, If you ever need anything, or need to talk about ANYTHING, I'm here."
"Thanks Spencer." I said. He opened the door.
" 'night D."
" 'night J." He began to close the door behind him. "Spencer-WAIT."
"What is it D?"
"Okay well...can I quickly ask you about something?"
"Sure, what is it?"
"Would you mind staying here until I fall asleep?"
"Sure."
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I woke up to the smell of bacon. MmMm, BACON!
I quickly got out of my bed and scrambled towards the door. I opened the door widley and saw Ryan making bacon and eggs.
"So you CAN cook." I teased.
"Shutup and eat you breakfast." He handed me a pate full of food. It looked GOOD. I quickly started to shove food into my mouth.
"Woah Chels. Take a breath!" He laughed. Soon Brendon came out of his room.
"Morning." His voice was groggy.
"Morning. How was your sleep?" I asked.
"Good. Yours?"
"It was fine."
The rest of the morning went by pretty slowly. As everybody got ready for the show later that day, I sat in my room.
The was a knock on my door. "Come in."
"Hey." It was Ry.
"Hey! You ready for the show tonight, you rockstar?"
"Hahha. Yeah. Uhm hey, can I ask you something?"
"Sure. what is it?"
"Me and the guys were wondering if you would like to come with us to California?"
"I'D LOVE TO!"
He smiled.
"Good."
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We arrived at the venue. There was already a long lineup at the front doors.
We entered through the backstage doors and walked through multiple hallways untill finally we entered a small white room. The boys put down their bags, and the security guard followed them with two guitars. We all collapsed on the couches.
"Chels, we have to go do soundcheck." Brendon sighed. The guys got up off the couch.
"Here, you can use this." Spencer looked through his bag and pulled out a laptop. "There should be a wireles connection in here." The guys left the room and shut the door. It was just me in the small room to myself. I turned on the computer and waited for it to start up. it finally finnished starting up, when all of a sudden AIM pops up on the screen. I looked at it for a few seconds.His display name said: Spencer-On tour. // Found my lost love. J
I closed the window because I didnt want to break Spencer's privacy. I opened the internet and went to youtube. I searched up panic at the disco. Various videos popped up inluding music videos, interviews and other things. I watched a few videos then logged on to my myspace account. I decided to write a new blog.

June 13 2008

Hey guys.
So much has happened since I was on here last. For one-I'm staying with my best friends and going with them to California tomorrow. They're ending the HCT there. If you haven't already figured it out, YES- my bestfriends are Panic At The Disco. Especially Spencer, he's like my brother. He makes me smile when I'm sad and helps me in the worst situations. I may not have known them for that long, but when we're together I feel happy. It's the one thing I've been missing my whole life-hapiness. These past few days has filled that empty hole of darkness. I can finally wake up and not fear anything.

Things Have Changed For Me.

December.

I saved the blog and I went back to the home page. Apperently I had 4 friend requests. I clicked on it and saw four names; Bden, JonWalker,RyanR,Spence. I accepted all of the requests. I heard a knock at the door and the door flung open. They guys were back. I quickly logged out of my account then handed spencer the laptop as he sat down on the couch across from me.
"How'd it go?" I asked.
"Pretty good. The Pearl is a pretty big place. The show is sold out, too. I'm really excited!" Clapped Brendon. Spencer opened his laptop.
"Here." Brendon passed me a VIP ticket for the show. I was in shock.
"BRENDON!" I smiled.
"It's a gift from all of us." I went to each of the band members and gave them all hugs. "You better go, the show starts soon." I smiled and headed out the door as I followed a woman dressed in black.

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Spencer's POV.

"Hey, she excepted our friend requests on myspace." I smiled.
"Sweet. But I never go on mine." Ryan yawned.
"Why?" asked Brendon.
"I dont know."
"Well there's got to be a reason.."
"No, there isn't."
"But-"
"BRENDON! SHUTUP!"
"Awee, come here snuggle bunny."
"Brendon, get off of me..."
I took my foucus off of Brendon and Ryan, and I went to see Chelsea's myspace profile. It said that she had posted a new blog a few minutes ago. I clicked on it and began to read.
"Especially Spencer, he's like my brother. He makes me smile when I'm sad and helps me in the worst situations. "
This made me happy. There was a knock on the door. " five minutes untill you're on."
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December's POV.

I was taken to the VERY front of the croud. The VIP seats were infront of the general admission barrier. I was excited. There were only two other people in the VIP section. Suddenly, the lights went dark. The arena was filled with screams and cheers. I could see them walk on stage. Music began to play. It was "We're So Starving." I began to scream in excitement. Then the stage lights came on. I was standing right infront of Brendon. He looked down at me and smiled as he continued to sing. Soon the song ended and it faded into "Nine In The Afternoon". I couldnt help but to jump around and sing slong. I could see that Ryan was laughing at me. The rest of the night went that way. It felt like it had been ten minutes when the last song -Mad As Rabbits- came on.
"Before we start the last song, we'd like to invite somebody onstage." Brendon held his hand out to me and oulled me onstage. "And her name is CHELSEAAA!" the croud cheered. Brendon gave me a hug and the music played.
"Come save me from walking off the window sill or Ill sleep in the rain-CHELSEA!" I began to sing;

"DON'T YOU REMEMBER WHEN I WAS A BIRD AND YOU WERE A MAP!" I laughed. The song soon ended. I walked off the stage with them. The rest of the night went by pretty fast, and soon we ended up back at Ryan's house.
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I crawled into the bed. There was a knock on my door.
"Come in." I groaned.
"Hey. Dont forget, December, we're driving to LA tomorrow." It was Spencer.
"Yeah, I know."
"And that means we'll be in the tour bus for a long time."
"I know."
"Hey, what's wrong?"
"I dont know..."
"You can tell me," Spencer lyed down next to me on the bed. I continued to stare up at the ceiling.
"I never knew, Spencer. I never knew what it was liketo be happy. I never knew what it was like to smile. I finally found a place where I dont have to worry about anything. I can just let go of my fears." I began to tear up. "It's like when I'm with you guys, I can do anything. Im not just one of those crazy-ass fans that will do anything to meet you, Im just me. And apperently Im good enough to be your friend. Thanks. Thanks again for everthing you've done." We were facing eachother now. I could tell he felt the pain as much as I did.
"Being yourself is the most we could ask for. We're sick of people not treating us like we're normal people. So really, we should be thanking you." I smiled as he wiped a tear from my eye.
"So what crazy things have fans done?"
"Oh they've made us cakes, made videos, and one time someone even saved Ryan from an orange soda!" He laughed.
"Well have any ever done this?" I quickly pressed my lips against his, then pulled back to see his expression. He was smiling just as much as I was.
"No, no they haven't."

"WOOO WOOO! Hey Ryan, Come take a look at this R rated action!" Brendon screeched.
"Brendon get the hell out of this room!" Spencer chased him out. A few minutes later, Spencer came back in.
"I think it's better that you go to sleep. Night, D."
"Night, J."
I could hear Brendon yelling something from another room. "Do you call her D because it's her BRA SIZE?!"
"Yes, Brendon, that's why." Spencer said sarcastically. He winked at me and shut the door.
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That night, I had a dream;

"December, watch out." Spencer has been telling me all day. That was the only thing that came out of his mouth.
"For what, Spencer?" I kept on asking, but no response came from him. We walked through the park with haste; Spencer told me he wanted to take me somewhere. We ran and ran. The faster we went, the louder the music would play. 'This was no accident'. We stopped somewhere in the middle the park. Nobody was around. He held my hands as we looked eachother in the eyes.
"It's coming, December, We can't stop it."
"Stop what?" I asked, getting a little frightened. It was dark outside now.
"It's coming, December, Don't let it get you."
"SPENCER! STOP! YOU'RE FEAKING ME OUT NOW!"
"December, I cant help you! Wach out! It's coming!" Suddenly, there was a bright flash. I closed my eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, I was awake. Spencer was looking down at me sleeping. "Is everything okay? I heard you yelling my name."

"Yeah, bad dream I guess.." I looked at the clock and it read 9am.
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I made sure I had everything in my bag as we left on the bus.
"Welcome to HELL!" Laughed Brendon.
"Thanks?" I said taking out my digital camera. I finally found it and turned it on. I first took a picture of Brendon, then Ryan, then Jon. "Where's Spencer?" I asked.
"He's sleeping in his bunk." Ryan replied.
"Oh...but we just left." I was confused.
Brendon smiled a you-dont-know?-let-me-tell-you smile. "He stayed uplast night because he was worried about you. You were yelling pretty loudly."
"What was she yelling?" Jon asked.
"SPENCER! SPENCER! SPENCER!"
"haha. I think someone has a crush." Joked Jon.
"Me? No way. I was just having a bad dream." I said nervously.
"Whatever you say.."Jon winked at me. I took a few more pictures untill I was bored.

"So what do you guys wanna do?" I asked.
"LETS PLAY TRUTH OR DARE!" Brendon shouted in excitment.
"Fine." We all sat on the couch. They all looked at me. Apperently it was my turn to start.
"Brendon, truth or-"
"DARE DARE DARE!"
"Fine. I dare you tooooooo....Tell the bus driver that you love him, and then hug him." Brendon nodded then dissappeared into the front of the bus. I heard footsteps coming from the bunks. Spencer appeared and sat beside me on the couch.
"What are you guys doing?" He asked.
"PLAYING TRUTH OR DARE!" Brendon re-appeared from the front with a smile on his face. "My turn!"
"Spencer, TRUTH OR DARE?!"
"I think SOMEBODY has had to many energy drinks today. Truth."
"Hmm.." Thought brendon "Do you like somebody?"
"Well, YEAH! I mean, I like you guys."
"No, I meant LIKE like. You know..."
"Oh..erm..."
"Comon Spence..."
"yes, I do. December, truth or dare?"
"Who's DECEMBER?" asked Ryan with a confused look.
"I meant Chelsea..."
"Truth." I said.
"Do you LIKE like anybody?"
"Yes, I do. Jon, Truth or dare?"
"Dare-NO WAIT, truth."
"do YOU like like anybody?" I asked. Lame, I know.
"What is this? Some kind of dating show? Yes, I do. My Girlfriend. It's my turn now, I guess. Ryan, truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"I dare you toooooo....do something funny on stage when we're preforming in California."
"Like what?"
"I dont know...go on stage with no shoes on."
"YOU go on stage with no shoes on!"
"Fine I will!"
"Okay, my turn." Ryan said, Jon walked over to the cupboard and opened it.
"Brendon, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Do YOU like like anyone?"
"Yes, I do indeed. His name is RYAN ROSS! just kidding, My turn now! SSSSSpencer! truth or dare?"
"Truth." Spencer shrugged.
"Is the person you like a guy? or a girl?"
"HAHAHA. a girl, duuuh. Brendon, I think you're the only one we should be questioning about that stuff."
"I LIKE GIRLS!" brendon screeched.
"Riiiighht. Anyway, it's my turn again. Jon. Truth or dare?"
Jon sat back down on the couch with a ziplock bag of Oreos clutched in his hand. "Dare."
"I dare you to...shove 5 oreos in your mouth."
Jon started stuffing oreos in his mouth as we all watched.He soon devoured them and swallowed. "My turn. Ryro, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Do you love BRENDON?!"
"GAH! NO I DON'T HE LOVES ME, REMEMBER?!"
The game went on like this for another few hours.
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The Next Day [Durring the show]

"Before we start this song, We'd like to introduce you to a great friend of ours. CHELSEA!" I walked on to the stage. The lights were relly bright and the crowd was screaming. Brendon playfully put his arm around me.

"Come saaaave me from walking off the windowsil or I'll sleep in the rain-CHELSEA!"
"DON'T YOU REMEMBER WHEN I WAS A BIIIIRD AND YOU WERE A MAP!" I sang. As the guys continued to play the song, I went over to the drumms where Spencer was playing. There was a broken drumstick on the ground, so I picked it up and began bashing it on the symbols. Spencer was laughing.
As the song finnished, we walked off stage and went backstage into a large room.

"Comon guys, we need to hurry! We have a party to attend." Brendon announced.
"Party?" I asked.
"Yep. Tonite was the last show of the Hond Civic Tour 2008."

When the guys were done, we all crammed into a small limo. We arrived at the club where the party was at. This was the first time I'd ever been in California, so I have no clue where the hell we were. We got out of the limo and walked in. There was loud music and a bar at the back. We sat around a table with drinks. (Yes, me and Spencer were underage, but nobody really cared..) All of us other than Ryan, who was already talking to girls using his charm.

An hour later, Me and Spencer sat at the table alone, watching a drunk Brendon and Jon dance around.
"D, you wanna go outside for a little walk? There's a nice park around here that I want to show you."
"Sure." He took me by the hand and led me outside of the smokey club.
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Spencer's POV.

We walked across the busy street and found a bench in the park. We sat down and looked eachother in the eyes. Something wasn't right-She looked worried.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Spencer-I need to get away from here."
"What? Why?"
"I need to leave!" She began to run away. I followed close behind her. Was it something I did?
"DECEMBER! WATCH OUT!" It was too late. There was a birght flash and a loud screecing noise. Her body was scattered across the street.
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ONE YEAR LATER

Dear D;

Im so alone without you by my side. Without you right where I want you to be.
Your smile. Gone forever.
I remember when we first met. How amazing you were..
You looked so beautiful, and I'm sure you always would.
My heart belonged to you, nobody else.
Everyday I ask myself. Why her?
How could this happen to somebody I loved so much?
I wish it wasn't you. But I guess it was something we could have never stopped.
I still cry myself to sleep. My heart has been broken,
and it will never heal. Not this time, D.
I had so many things I needed to say,
I wasn't ready for you to leave.
On that day, I lost the most imprtant thing to me.
I will never forget that. There will always be a place for you in my heart.
Everytime I'm lonely, I think of our cookie-making mess in Ryan's kitchen.
That's when I first knew that I loved you, December.
You were the perfct girl for me, and I knew that you thought so too.
We were made for eachother and I believed in that; I still do.
I love you December.

And now I stand here, before your grave.
Writing this letter with all the faith I have left.
Hoping that there'll be a better tomorrow.
You will always be my first and only love.

And soon, I will be with you again. Forever.

-Spencer James Smith V.



I put the note beside her grave.I sat by myself in the cemetary.
I closed my eyes. A breeze ran through my hair, I knew it was her.

A car pulled up in the small parking lot.

"Bye. I promise I'll come back for you. Don't forget about me." I whispered. I grabbed my small bag and got into the car. I sat silently with my face pressed against the window as we drove off. Ryan looked over at me.

"She'll be okay."

"I know. But I dont know if I will."

I couldnt feel anything anymore. I had gone completely numb. I knew that she'd be watching over me.



This was no accident.

-END-

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Please forgive any typos I may have made. I didnt really proof read it.

This message has been edited. Last edited by: diamond.daydream,

OH, and just so ya know...it takes place durring the HCT '08

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Just to make that clear

ANYONE WANNA READ IT? xDD

I just read that, it's really deep, you write about emotions really well.
(That didn't really make sense but yeah) Sorry!

TY :'D

Amazing! <3

It's sad..but still...

Thank you.

Is this a fanfiction or did this really happen?

wow that absolutely amazing.
so emotional.

yeah.
it was so awesome

yw.

i wasn't expecting that ending.

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Is this a fanfiction or did this really happen?

It's just a fanfic.

Thanks Everyone!

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wow that absolutely amazing.

TY

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yw.

i wasn't expecting that ending. Red Face

I like your avi!

i just read this...dooode why so sad? but it was really good....