You're So Infamous

It had been a year since everything with All Time Low. About a month after I’d left, none other than The Summer Set had answered my Craigslist ad. So I set off on tour with them immediately, except I wasn’t Dallas anymore. I went by Kennedy. That’s what I introduced myself as. That’s what all my social networking profiles said.

I left everything from my old life behind. I deleted the boys from my phone, and got rid of any way they had of contacting me. I even had to cut Adelaide out of my life, because if she knew where I was, she’d no doubt tell the boys and all my efforts would be for nothing.

I cut my waist-lenth hair so it came down to my chest, and dyed it a medium brown. I switched from contacts to black, thick-rimmed glasses. I pierced my nose. I even got a few tattoos. I did everything to my appearance that I’d always wanted to, and pretty soon even I didn’t recognize myself.

As for my future, I was working on an online degree in journalism. I decided that I wanted to go into music journalism, and for practice, I’d update all of The Summer Set’s social networking sites.

Right now, we were off from tour. I had moved from Maryland to Arizona to be closer to everyone else in the band, and to ensure I never ran into anyone from All Time Low ever again.

Currently, I was out shopping with Jess, the drummer, and Stephen, the bassist.

“So you know we start tour in a month, right?” she asked.

“Oh cool. Who with?”

“Uh, We Are the In Crowd, Go Radio, and um, All Time Low,” she replied casually.

“What?!”

“Kennedy, are you okay?” she asked, concerned.

I shook my head, backing up, but I suddenly felt the ground become unsteady beneath me, as I fell to it. I vaguely registered Stephen catching me under my arms.

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Alex’s Perspective

I hadn’t seen or heard from Dallas since that night that she disappeared. No one had. Not even Adelaide, who was still with Jack and hopped on the occasional tour with us, and who also still had a bit of a drinking problem, which had gotten worse since Dallas left.

Actually, it seemed like everything had gotten worse since Dallas left. None of us really got along anymore, and the fans could sense this. We were thinking of calling it quits after this one last tour with old friends, including The Summer Set.

Notes

Title: Lyrical Lies, Cute Is What We Aim For

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