“Jack! Jack!” I yelled, running into the house. I was just at a small meeting thing with Matt. Grieco had to leave the crew to be with his wife, so now I was a full-fledged assistant manager for All Time Low.

“Yeah?” Jack asked, as I walked into the kitchen, finding him feeding Bailey. Yeah, we still have our dog, it's been a few years, and she still acts like a puppy. Even if she's a little too big to be galloping around like she does.
“I have amazing news.” I announced, while Jack took me into his arms. We shared a quick kiss.
“And that would be...?”
“Pack your bags babe.” I smirked. “We're going to Warped Tour!”


We started in Salt Lake City, and damn was it nice, but kind of hot. Right now, everyone was chilling on the bus, while Matt start telling us rules, schedules, etc. for when Warped officially started tomorrow.

“Alright, so we have signing to be at, every morning I'll tell you when those are, along with your shows. We're main staging it this year, so, it's gonna be a big crowd. You're free to do what you want, just make sure you're on time for those.” Matt started and started going on and on about staying hydrated and not getting lost. You know, things like that.

“Babe,” Jack laid his head in my lap.
“Yes?” I asked, running my hand through his newly re-done skunk hair.
“I'm not listening.” He smiled up at me, and I shook my head.
“Honestly, neither am I.”
“Don't you know most of this junk anyway?” He asked, and I just shrugged.

“Matt! The Barakat's are distracting me!” Alex whined, holding up his hand lie a student.
“Jack, fucking pay attention!”
“Why don't you ever yell at Ember!?” Jack yelled, and I just laughed.

Later, there was a Warped Tour Kick off party, and so many of our friends were plus new people we haven't meet yet. It was insane. Right now, I was talking with two guys from a band called Pierce the Veil, and damn, were they awesome.

“Wait, so, you're name is serious Hi Me?” I asked, laughing. The spike haired guy shrugged.
“Yeah, but it's spelled like J-a-i-m-e.”
“Jamie?”
“No!” He complained. “Anyway, who are you here with?”
“All Time Low.” I answered, and Vic, the shortest of them all whistled.
“Really, damn. They're pretty cool guys last time I checked. What are you, merch girl?”
“Assistant manager,” I corrected, and showed my ring. “And married to the guitarist.”
“Jack Barakat?” They both asked.
“Yeah.”
“So you're Ember then!”
“Yep.” I nodded. “I'm sure I can find my dork of a husband somewhere. Or our friends, wanna meet them?”
“Fuck yes.” Jaime answered. “Maybe we'll find Tony or Mike, they'd love to meet you.”

We all walked through the crowd, once in awhile I would see guys I know, sometimes Voc or Jaime found people they knew. Vic asked if I was going to drink anything tonight, and I just honestly told him I wasn't really feeling it. However, when we did find my boys, they were doing keg stands. Well, Jack and Alex were.

“Found them.” I pointed.
“Wow,” Jaime laughed. “They know how to party.”
“You're telling me.” I chuckled. Jack was declared the winner and both him and Alex looked ready to puke for a minute before recovering. “Hey guys!”
“Ember?” Alex looked over. “Hey!”
“Come over here for second.” I yelled, and the boys made their way over. “Lex, Jack meet Vic and Jaime.”
“Hello,” Jack said.
“Hey Vic and Hi-Ember.” Alex said, before giggling at his own joke.
“Ignore Pinky. He's already drunk and gone.” Jack laughed, elbowing his best friend. “Nice to meet you guys.”

We all started talking more with the Pierce the Veil guys, before moving on and meeting OM&M. Jack had stopped drinking after seeing me not doing it. After awhile, we had to dumb Alex into Rian's care, since he started to get too much to handle. Alan and I really hit it off, and by hit it off, we kind of wanted to hit each other. It was half joking, half serious. Jack and Austin were teasing us both as we butted heads one certain things. We eventually moved away from them when Jack saw Yellowcard and had a fan boy moment.

I let him have his fun, talking to the band for a bit. As it started to get later, and the party was buzzing, I eventually pulled him away.

“Where are you going?” He asked, as I got us out of the tents of the party. The night air was a little cooler, but it was nice.
“We're going to be on the bus for months around a hundred bands.” I smiled. “I think this might be the last time the bus is empty.”
“What...” Jack paused, before getting. “Oh.”

Now he was just as eager as I was. Time for our own kick off party.

Notes

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