Hope It Gives You Hell

[Patti's Point Of View]

The moment Cobra Starship finished, I looked at Sarah, who looked as though she was considering something.

"You have to leave now too, don't you?" I asked her.

"No. I don't." She said slowly.

"If it says you do, then you should." I said, hoping she'd give it thought.

"No, seriously. I don't have to leave." She laughed and folded the paper back up.

"Really? Let me see!" I tried to grab the paper from her, but she put it in her back pocket and I wasn't willing to retrieve it.

"Nooo… it has to be a surprise for you! Besides, I'm sure they're all different, cause Liz is back by the merch table looking lovey-dovey with Patrick." I looked back and sure enough, they weren't talking, but just smiling at each other and holding hands. How cheesy.

"Oh man, now I'm really nervous." I found myself saying, my hand around the piece of paper in my hoodie pocket.

"Don't be. It'll probably be like… a phrase anyway." Sarah reassured me, and we talked about random things until The Academy Is… finally came on.

"How are we doing Grand Rapids?" William called out. Basically everyone let out ear-bleed-inducing screams, making the boys smile.

"That's good. We're gonna kick it with the new music first, sound good?" More screams pierced ears before the music started.

If you knew, what you do
When no one's in the dark room
But me and you
A brilliant disguise

It's the taste of the chase
I do confess, it's the mess
That feels so right

Come on a Monday
Come on a Tuesday
They'll never know
Pop off a cork for Wednesday
Play with me Thursday
But you'll always be his girl

Come on a Monday
Come on a Tuesday
They'll never know
Pop off a cork for Wednesday
Stay with me Thursday
But you'll always be his girl
His girl Friday, His girl Friday, His girl Friday
His girl Friday, His girl Friday, His girl Friday

Just a kiss, he won't miss
I know your gonna miss this
As long as you live
When you were mine

Bite your lip, pull me in
It's not the sin, it's the mess
That feels so right

Come on a Monday
Come on a Tuesday
They'll never know
Pop off a cork for Wednesday
Play with me Thursday
But you'll always be his girl

Come on a Monday
Come on a Tuesday
They'll never know
Pop off a cork for Wednesday
Stay with me Thursday
But you'll always be his girl
His girl Friday, His girl Friday, His girl Friday
His girl Friday, His girl Friday, His girl Friday

If you knew, what I knew
You'd think that it's Friday
As I look, all of you

Come on a Monday
Come on a Tuesday
They'll never know
Pop off a cork for Wednesday
Play with me Thursday
But you'll always be his girl

The screaming was deafening, but their set was brilliant. The whole thing was amazing. After His Girl Friday, they continued with Slow Down, Attention, Seed, Checkmarks, Summer Hair = Forever Young, About A Girl, and Neighbors. By this time, I was incredibly anxious because William hadn't so much as looked at me through the entire thing. Finally they got to the end of the set, when he actually spoke up.

"Now, before we play our last song, we want to apologize to that pretty little girl out there nervously awaiting to read her cryptic note, but we figured it'd be much more painful for you this way." And what did everyone do? They laughed. Even Sarah was laughing.

"It's not funny." I glared at her.

"Sure it is. Besides, you get to find out what it is shortly after reading your note at least. I'm sitting here wondering what this cryptic psycho message is, remember?"

"True."

"Anywho, we're glad to see you're sticking with us even through what we're putting you through. Go ahead and read it sweetheart." William winked at me before they started their next song.

I’ve got that lefty curse
Where everything I do is flipped
And awkwardly reversed
You’re seldom known and barely missed
I always put myself
In destructive situations
I need oxygen
To be exposed where no one goes, where no one’s been
When it all comes crashing…

Yeah. It all came crashing.

I'll find you after the show.