Alex [You Talk Like You're Famous] Gaskarth [47]

"so what are you doing exactly, Jen?" Hunter asked me as we made our way to catering for a quick breakfast

I had just arrived in Pomona a few hours ago. I missed rehearsal day yesterday, so I had yet to be properly introduced to most of the bands. But I knew the guys in We The Kings and Mayday Parade and since that's who would be on the bus I was staying on, that's all that mattered at the moment.

"assistant stage manager, hurley stage" I shrugged "my job is mostly to make sure we don't get too many kids on the side watching"
"sounds easy enough"
"I'm hoping"

later in the day I found myself wondering around the Pomona Fairplex. The head stage manager for the Hurley stage was insane. At least, that's what I and the other asistant had convinced ourselves. He looked in his mid-30's, long red scraggly hair with a tangled beard to match. Always yelling at the techs, constant;y checking people for their laminates- he was intense, almost scary even.
So I made my escape after We The Kings' performance. I wanted to get away so badly I was practically sprinting off to any other stage I could find. When I noticed no one I liked was playing, I settled on wondering around.

I saw the guys in Valencia, that was relieving, more people I knew. I ended up sticking with Brendan and George for a while, even when they lead me to the Hurley.Com stage for smaller bands. I didn't know who was playing, but it didn't really matter anyway.

When Brendan and George started talking to the band that was about to go on backstage, I just stood there, smiling politely whenever my name was mentioned. From what I could hear of the conversation, this band knew my brother's band, so they were friends with Boys Like Girls, cool, that didn't really matter to me. I pulled out my phone, noticing it was on silent and I had a text from each one of the guys waiting for me. I replied to Jack and Rian's only. Rian was the only one in Baltimore, the other three were at my apartment, Jack would pass my message along.

a few minutes passed and I stood on the side of the stage with Brendan and George, it was then that I realized the band they were talking to, the band that was beginning their set now, was The Maine.
I had heard of them, sure.
They were young guys, I think they're from Nevada...Arizona? I don't know, they're from the west though, you can tell by just looking at them. West Coast kids just had a certain vibe to them, I noticed this when I was to New York, the differences were insane.

They were catchy too, but quickly through their set I found myself making fun of their appearances in my head. They all practically looked alike. Same stupid brightly colored clothes, same stupid scene haircuts. Could you blame them? They looked like the scene threw up all over them.

The set was short, the guys walked offstage, I said my goodbyes to Brendan and George, they had interviews to do. I stood backstage, watching the band talk to each other, still amused by their appearance, so cliche, so unoriginal, so st--

"did you like the set?" I heard a voice from my left, I turned andsaw a boy who looked vaguely familiar, then I realized he only looked familiar because I had just seen him onstage, he was the lead singer.

"sure" I shrugged "you guys are catchy I guess"
"you guess?" he smirked
"it was a first impression, maybe after the tour I'll grow to like you" I shrugged again
"not doing the whole tour, we're going out with Boys Like Girls and Metro Station in a few days"
"uh-huh" I nodded, not really interested, not even in the slightest
"my name's John" he smiled, now sitting beside me on the amp I had set myself on
"congratulations" I smirked
"what about you? you come with a name or just an attitude?" he smirked back
"just an attitude"
"and do people find that appealing?"
"my boyfriend seems to" I smirked
"ah, I see,think up aboyfriend, get the strange boy in a band to back off, I get it" he nodded
"not making it up" I laughed "but yes, my intentions were to get you to stop hitting on me"
"is he on the tour?"
"why do you assume he's in a band?"
"because there's only one type of a guy who could handle a girl like you, at least this is what I'm picking up by first impressions,that would be therockstar guy. So answer the question, is he on the tour?"
"not yet"I shook my head
"ah, so he will be" he nodded
"towards the end, yes"
"care to give me a hint?"
"nope" I shook my head and hopped off the amp "see you around John"
"yeah, see ya" he mumbled, watching me walk off