“Damn we’re good,” Zack huffed taking a seat in one of the camp chairs.
“Right? I need an award for putting together tents,” Alex smirked getting scoffed at by nearly everyone else.
“Yah, that’ll be the day,” Rian joked. They were sitting around tired from all the driving and moving and setting things up. They weren’t too aware of the time, but it was somewhere around 9 no later than 10.
“Cold as hell,” Jack complained. Everyone groaned in obvious agreement.
“But c’mon, isn’t this better than the Halloween parties people are going to be throwing all weekend!” Cass cheered sarcastically.
“I’m sure there’s gonna be plenty of parties Tuesday since no one gives a shit,” Alex said which was true. When going to school with people like the ones at Bill Creek, you know for a fact someone would be holding a big Halloween Party.
They sat there for a little bit in a comfortable silence until Jack spoke up pulling his guitar out from seemed like nowhere, “Let’s be cute and have a real camp out.” From that, Cassadee hopped up from Rian’s lap going over to one of the tents and grabbing her guitar as well. Jack and Cass could pretty much play anything on the guitar, and if not, they could still do a pretty good job at winging it. Jack could and would sing, too at times while Cass was her own little singer songwriter. They
Cass took a seat in her own chair, so she would have room while Jack asked what song. Alex hesitated, but then got up grabbing a notebook from his bag. He turned to a page before saying: “Follow my lead”. As he started to sing along to the lyrics he had written down on the page, Jack and Cassadee were able to join along at two different tones balancing out perfectly.
Mayday situation overload
I'm restless, obsessed with your future
And all my worries they don't bother you
Collected, you render me useless
But I carry on

Rian and Zack leaned over at the page chiming in with Alex who still couldn’t believe he was doing this. Singing was one thing for him to do, but singing his own writing was another. He didn’t know how confident he was in his writing of music, but being the only person to see it, Margo liked the sound of it.

Right now, I think that you think that I'm
Half drunk, searching for something of
Substance, casually dropping a line, designed
To keep you next to me
I can't awkwardly craft in advance
I know, that you wouldn't fall for that
You say "Shut up and take my hand"
And we carry on

I don't wanna say goodnight
The city comes alive, when we're together
Why can't Thursday last forever
I don't wanna say goodnight
I've never been so sure
Just do it for the memories
Do it for Baltimore
And do it for me

Hot damn, look at me now
I'm all, caught up riding the high of my
Good luck, casually dropping a line, designed,
To keep you next to me
I bet you never thought you would fall again
So much for keeping this, just friends
Shut up and kiss me now
And we carry on
By this point, everyone was caught up with the rest of the lyrics to the song. On that Cold October night, they were a bunch of crazy teenagers singing songs underneath the boardwalk.

I don't wanna say goodnight
The city comes alive, when we're together
Why can't Thursday last forever
I don't wanna say goodnight
I've never been so sure
Just do it for the memories
Do it for Baltimore
And do it for me
(Do it for me)


Mayday situation overload
I'm restless, obsessed with your future
And all my worries they don't bother you
Collected, you render me useless
But I carry on


I don't wanna say goodnight
The city comes alive, when we're together
Why can't Thursday last forever
I don't wanna say goodnight
I've never been so sure
Just do it for the memories
Do it for Baltimore
And do it for me

“Like I said before, damn, we’re good,” Zack laughed as they finished. Alex was still a little flushed by what happened. No one saw his writing before. Margo saw it once by accident, but she was all for it and couldn’t get over his talent. Even with that, he was nervous how others would repond.
“Dude, what the fuck? Did you pull that out of your ass, that was awesome,” Jack said unaware of his friend’s skill.
“That was so good, man. Like seriously, whoa,” Rian said giving Alex even more of a reason to get red in the face. The mood was light and everyone was happy while the goofed around and Cass and Jack played random beats with their guitars. The night was finished off with another song made by mashing random lyrics from a bunch of different songs together. The frosty edge provided seemed like an afterthought, but it didn’t hesitate to return once they headed into their tents. Alex lay in his tent which he was sharing with Jack since Zack called dibs on getting his own tent. They made sure to brings loads of blankets and other things to try and keep themselves warm. Before falling asleep, Alex happened to glance at his phone seeing a message that was a satisfying surprise.
From: Margo Paisley~
Don’t have too much fun without me, Gaskarth(;
Not hesitating to reply, Alex smiled seeing the message.
To: Margo Paisley~
I’ll try, but it’s not the same without you, Paisley.

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