I opened my eyes and saw Tony looking down at me. He looked relieved. I tried to sit up, my head was still spinning.

"Mike," Tony said, sounding confused, "What happened back there? You just like passed out."

"I don't know," I said, Iwasweak, "I haven't been feeling very well all day..."

He looked worried, "Here, I got you a pop from the vending machiene. Maybe you're dehydrated."

He handed me an unopened bottle of Coke. I hesitated, but then took it, seeing it was diet. (0 calories)

"Thanks," I mumbled, taking a sip.

"Mike," he said, suddenly his tone was serious, "I noticed your eating habbits," Andyoueattomuchyoufatty "I don't think you've been eating enough..."

He put his hand on my face, causing butterflies to form in my stomach, "You're not fat you know," Stoplying, "You're really thin actually, too thin," Nosuchthing, "I'm not going to tell you what to do... Just be careful.."

He stood up and started walking back towards the music room to retrieve the guitar. Before I standing up to join him, I put my hand where he had touched my face. It was warm, and my face was tingling from his touch. Part of me wanted to believe him, but when I look in the mirror, it's just not there...

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At my house Vic showed us a couple of songs that he'd been writing resently. They were all pretty good, but Tony and I unanimously agreed on an unfinished on called "Chemical Kids and Mechanical Brides" After that Vic kicked us out of his room so he could work on finishing up the lyrics.

"Just go to the basement and jam or something..." he said before slamming the door in our faces.

I looked at Tony, he just shrugged, "So," I said, "To the basement?"

I walked over to the door leading downstairs, in the past few years Vic and I had taken over the basement, making it our practice room. We decorated it and everything.

When we got down there, Tony walked over and started examining all of the different posters on our walls. We has Green Day, Foo Fighters, Fall Out Boy, Blink and All Time Low.

He smirked and said, "At least you guys have good music taste..."

I laughed and shrugged, motioning to the drums in the corner and the guitar case Tony brought, "Ready to play?"

He smiled and walked over to the case, "Absolutly. You know Foo Fighters?"

I just smiled and nodded, walking over to my beloved drums. After a day like today, I really needed to just go hard and realeve this stress. That's what she said.

For the next hour we just jammed to various songs by Foo Fighters and Green Day. It was really awesome, their were no vocals because neither of us sings... But that's ok, because we out our own twists on the songs. Like during 'The Pretender' Tony added a wicked awesome guitar solo. I'd like think we sounded good together, because I really liked playing with him. He really went all out and I did to. It was pretty powerful actually. I liked it.

Notes

LOOK I KNOW THAT THE GUYS IN ALL TIME LOW ARE THE SAME AGE AS PTV. BUT FOR THIS THEY'RE OLDER, YOU'LL SEE WHY LATER. I NEED AN ALL TIME LOW SONG FOR SOMETHING I'M DOING LATER KAY.

I swear to god electronics hate me. Ugh I got an iPhone yesterday and I can't make it work correctly. Help?

I've been listening to Hey Monday resently, and it reminded me how much that I fucking miss them...