With the tour officially kicking off tomorrow as the first show, everyone taking part of the tour felt ready for tour to begin. Kenzie and Alex were still at odds with each other, but had kept their distances from each other so they couldn't fight each other. Kenzie didn't let Alex being a dick to her stop her from making friends with his band mates or hang out with her cousin. She just made sure if she was hanging out with Jack, Zack, and Rian and Alex joined in she had Mason and Matt present to keep peace through the truce between the two vocalists.

"Hey Kenz," Mason called as he poked his head into the van, "There you are, writing as always."

"What's up Mason," Kenzie asked as she stopped her metronome app on her phone and laid her acoustic guitar on her lap.

"All Time Low is hosting a kick-off party for the tour," Mason replied, "Do you want me to count you in? You won't have to interact with Alex there."

"Hell yeah," she replied, "I'm always down for a party. Do I need to look nice or is it a casual party?"

"Completely casual, it's a barbecue," Mason replied, "Plus there is really no need to doll up anyway since these guys will see you covered in sweat after your sets and shit."

"Thanks Mason for telling about the party," Kenzie smiled at her big brother, "And thank you for being my tour manager. I couldn't think of anyone better to help keep me in line on tour than my big brother."

"Hey thanks for giving me the job," Mason replied, "After finishing school I needed a job like this."

"That's why I felt you were the most qualified Mason," Kenzie replied.

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The party was in full swing when Mason, Kenzie, and her band got to the park Matt booked for the tour kick-off barbecue. Kenzie rocked a simple outfit: just a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, a Green Day t-shirt, and her black TOMs. Mason and Kenzie's band wandered off to mingle with the other bands and crews to enjoy the relaxed vibe before tomorrow night's show. Kenzie went over to Matt and Vinny, All Time Low's merch manager, over at the makeshift bar.

"Hey Kenzie," Matt greeted her with a smile, "What can I get you to drink?"

"I'd like a Mountain Jack, double on the Jack," she replied.

"You got it," Matt replied as he started mixing her drink.

After her second one, Alex wandered over with his empty beer bottle in hand. Kenzie hadn't moved from her seat at the "bar", not feeling in the mood to dance or fight the crowd to get a bite to eat. Alex took a seat next to Kenzie, making her move over a little to make a buffer zone between the two of them. Matt got Alex another beer without saying a word.

"I'm sorry for treating you like shit this past week," Alex finally spoke, breaking the silence that had hung between them.

"Why were you such a dick to me," Kenzie asked. She knew that Alex was only talking to her and apologizing because he was drunk. The truth tends to get out when you're under the influence.

"I have no idea why you ended up as the target," he replied, "I might be drunk right now, but I do mean it."

"How can I be sure you won't blow up on me again," she asked him as she spun her straw around her cup.

"I'll prove to you I mean it over dinner when we're in Seattle," he replied, "We can even have Mason and Matt at the restaurant at a separate table if they need to keep peace between us."

"If you stand me up or you decide to be a rude douche bag, I will never forgive you," Kenzie warned him, "I'm not about to let the guy I look up to musically tear me down like all my bullies in the past."

"I swear I will make it the best dinner you've ever had," Alex promised.

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Kenzie was pacing around side stage, warming up her voice while trying to kill her nerves. Mason came over with her in-ear monitors and her first guitar for her set. He knew that Kenzie was nervous. This was her first show on a pretty big tour. But he knew she was ready for this, she worked her ass off to get to this point, he'd be damned if she let her nerves sabotage her first set.

"You got one minute," Mason told her as he got her monitors in first before draping her guitar over her shoulders.

"My nerves are killing me right now Mason," Kenzie sighed as she held out her shaking hands to him.

"You got this Kenz," Mason reassured her as he took hold of her hands, "You are going to kick ass out there. The crowd will love you, even if you are only prepping the crowd for the other bands. After this tour stint under All Time Low, I'm sure you'll get your first headliner."

"Bishop, you got thirty seconds," Evan, All Time Low's sound engineer, said to you since he was playing the role of stage manager for the first show.

"Knock 'em dead, Kenzie," Mason cheered before hugging his sister and kissing her forehead.