Ladies and Gentlemen, please return to your seats as the plane begins to land and thank you for flying with us, here at Milan International Airlines. Thank you and have a wonderful stay was heard over the intercom all around the plane. Everyone that heard was returning back to their seats or getting their smaller items together from the flight; however in first class one guy was still sleeping while his three friends were just beginning to wake up, oblivious to the announcement while a fifth person was trying to wake him up with little to no effect.

"Jack, wake the fuck up. The plane is about to land" yelled Matt Flyzik into Jack's ear. Matt knew that Jack was the hardest to wake up out of the four.

"But mummy, I don't wanna a pineapple cookie. Their icky; I wanna raspberry cookie more." Jack sleepy said.

"That's it! Alex, Zack, Rian; wake Jack up please, the worst way possible that you can do." Matt said to the three members of All Time Low. Alex, Zack, and Rian all smirked, but somehow Alex's' smirk was the largest of the three as a plan was starting to form in his head. He leaned other and whispered to his other friends.

"Zack, you go for the arm, Rian you go for the leg, and I'll get the honors of his head." he said as they all went closer to Jack with the smirks still on their faces but now trying their hardest not to burst out laughing and ruining Jack's personal wake-up call.

Smacks, curse words, and laughter were heard soon after and of course the first-class passengers all either turned in their seats to find out what happened so that they could gossip to their friends when they landed or just turned with their stuck up noses in the air. As the plane landed and everyone was finally able to leave, the mark of Alex’s hand-print on Jack’s face was extremely noticeable and if Jack's shirt and pants weren't on; the marks on his left arm and right leg from Zack and Rian would also be noticeable.

"I can't believe you fuckers did that. I was enjoying my raspberry cookie; which now that I think about it, I wanna try a raspberry cookie and see how they taste.

Matt, Alex, Zack, and Rian being so used to things like this; just ignored him and continued down to grab their luggage.

As Zack just grabbed his luggage, his phone started to ring.

"Hello?"

"Is this Zackary Steven Merrick of All Time Low?" was heard on the other end of the line.

"Yes, this is he. Who am I speaking to?"

"I'm Amelia; the secretary for Mr. Chris Fairchild. He was wondering if you would like to be the second photographer for a shoot he has planned for tomorrow? If you do decide; who should I send the information to?" she asked.

"I would like to. I'll let you give the information to the manager Matt Flyzik" I said as I handed the phone over to Matt who took it and instantly started taking down the information of where the shoot was located and what time I would need to be there.

As Matt handed back my phone he looked over to Alex and Jack with fear in his eyes; probably thinking of how much trouble they would get into if left to wonder the streets of Milan by themselves. After finally deciding on something, he called us over.

"Okay, everyone listen up; Zack's going to do a photo-shoot with Milan's own Chris Fairchild tomorrow so that means we will be tagging along only because it would give him some support and also because I'm afraid of what two of you (and with this he looked over to Jack and Alex) would get into if no was there to watch you. So as soon as we get to the hotel; unpack, relax, and get a good night’s rest.