"What the fuck is All Time Low?"

I'm obsessed with My Chemical Romance. Blink-182 is one of my favorite bands. I've been listening to Foo Fighters since I was eleven years old. But... what about All Time Low? The fact that I had never heard of them before, caused me great surprise. How did I let this happen? Damn.

I tried to collect myself. Who cares! The might be just another pop boyband for thirteen-year-old girls!

I stopped brooding over it and I came back to reality. Four men came on stage. No one looked older than thirty. They were wearing t-shirts, check shirts and ripped jeans. One of them was wearing even a boner shirt. I have to admit they seemed cool.

A guy with dark brown hair and eyes, who was wearing a black t-shirt on that said Originality is Dead, took the microphone off of the stand and started talking, being totally confident.

"Thank you Matt, I couldn't have done it better myself, you really know how to break the ice".

The crowd bursted into laughter and so did I. He was really funny and adorable to be honest, and he knew how to capture and hold the audience's attention.

"My name is Alex Gaskarth and I'm the singer and rhythm guitarist of All Time Low".

Oh, Alex, so that's his name.

Suddenly, the man with the boner shirt grabbed the microphone out of Alex's hand and started talking smack and briskly.

"My name is Jack Barakat, and I'm the lead guitarist and backing vocalist of the band. These two are Zack Merrick, the bassist and backing vocalist, and Rian Dawson, the drummer" he said, pointing at the man who was wearing a shirt with a sugar skull on it and was holding a bass guitar, and the man who was wearing a black muscle tank on that said All Time Low, your new album sucks and was sitting on drum kit. Both of them waved their hands and nodded, and the audience clapped their hands tremendously.

"And who the fuck is Alex Gaskarth?" he added, receiving cheers and chants. Everyone seemed to hayride, like they have known them their entire life. Oddly, even I had fun.

Jack handed the microphone back to Alex. "You're welcome" he said and winked an eye at him: both laughed. It looked like they had chemistry between them. They were coworkers but they seemed to be very close friends, like soul mates.

"Are we gonna start this or not" Alex screamed. All at once, the lights started moving around, building the excitement, and smoke was pumped onto the stage for effect. Somebody screamed "YEAH".

"It's called Missing You, it goes like this" he whispered at the microphone.

Everybody stopped talking at once. There was a short silence and, all of a sudden, Alex just got started singing while the other band members were playing along with him.

I heard that you've been // Self-medicating in the quiet of your room // Your sweet, suburban tomb // And if you need a friend // I'll help you stitch up your wounds

This band would never stop surprising me. The song was amazing and I was feeling like the lyrics were written just for me. They weren't that bad after all.

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This time the song of the chapter will be "I Feel Like Dancin".

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