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[ABIGAIL SKYLARR VALENTINE]

for the past hour or so, abigail had been sat wide away in her bunk, snuggled up with the sheets wrapped around her fragile body and a certain stuffed teddy bear that she took everywhere with her sat in her lap idly. the clock had probably just taken to a few strokes after midnight, and abigail had nothing to do since the male portion of the band had decided to go out and, were more than likely, painting the town red whilst out on their antics, throwing themselves out into all sorts of chaotic situations, but abigail wasn't one for bar crawls with a fake id dripping out of her hand. bus parties and house parties though, were a different thing. they were more sociable, and usually led to less menacing behaviour from everyone, and that was definitely a good thing in abigail's books since she was known for doing all sorts of stupid things whilst intoxicated with alcohol.

the dvd player that was strung above her head was no longer holding abigail's interest, especially since all of her favourite movies had decided they were going to go on hiatus, and bury themselves into the depths of the unknown. every single one of the disney movies that she had brought with her on tour ( which was pretty much the whole collection of animation ) had vanished; every. single. one. she had her hunches, though. one of the boys had probably decided they were going to play some sort of prank on her that wasn't going to end well at all. if she found out it was one of them, though, then shit would hit the fan, and every single drumstick, plectrum and foot pedal would be finding its way onto the other side of the world, or at least she would be helping the fans get what they wanted out of their music. yeah.. something like that.

being on tour meant two things for abigail. one) abigail had the chance to offer every single one of those kids who had turned up to see the band an escape, whether that escape was only for a ninety minute set, or for a ten minute conversation before or after the show was another thing, but it was an escape from reality none the less. and two) the past two years of sleeping in vans and crashing at motels, and in one case, a fans house since the place they were going to stay at was completely booked out, and all of the standing outside trying to hustle their ep out at other bands shows, it was all beginning to pay off. being on tour offered everyone an escape, and also offered to bring abigail's dreams out from her brain and into the open reality, there really was nothing more to it than that.

abigail unwrapped herself from the blankets that she had been enclosed in, shut the dvd player off and slipped out of the bunk. she spun around randomly in the middle of the passage way, and scattered into the kitchen area of the bus, reaching a hand straight up into one of the cupboard and pulling back the box of chocolate covered cornflakes. boredom eaters, for the win. abbi looked around the bus, pouting her lips a little and contemplating on what to do next. tour was never lonely. there was always someone who was willing to do something that was completely out of the ordinary, such as building forts out of the merch boxes and tangled wires, or pulling pranks on people by stuffing brownies into door handles and trashing their buses by throwing toilet paper around every single place possible. it was just a bummer that every single one of abigail's band members were all busy doing something, and abbi really didn't want to pester anyone into doing anything at such a random time in the early hours of the morning.

with the cereal box dripping from abbi's palm, she shovelled herself out of the bus door and wondered around the parking lot in a pair of pyjama bottoms that weren't hers and that were far too big, and plain black vest top, but now that she was outside, she'd regretted at least not pulling a cardigan around her shoulders. there were people scattered over by some of the buses, more than likely crew members who were trying to take everything down from the night's headlining band, ready to put all of the equipment up for tomorrow's headliners. a drum box wasn't far from sight, and since she had nothing better to do, abigail had decided that she was going to pester one of the crew members into doing something completely unpredictable. abbi pushed herself up onto the crew box and drew her hand into the cornflake box, pulled it out and randomly and threw some into the darkness in front. "if that just hit someone, it means you've just won me for the next few hours. yay."

TIERNY & CALEB . FAIL AMOUNT OF WORDS . THIS ACTUALLY SUCKED, AND WILL GET BETTER D;

[caleb benjamin dawson]

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nights

[/i][/color][/font][/size] to yourself on the tour bus were something that caleb actually found himself to enjoy. every once in awhile, he'd decide not to go out and party like he usually does. he'd stay behind and just chill or relax in the bus. his band mates found it boring, of course, but it was something cale liked to do. he never had a plan of what he would do on this night to himself. usually he'd find a movie to throw in, or some food to pig out on, or even a video game to play. but tonight, none of those things were interesting him. letting out a soft sigh, the twenty-year old looked around the bus for something to entertain him. he smiled when his eyes laid on his cherry red electric guitar. he got up from the chair he was sitting on and walked over to grab his guitar. he sat back down and let his fingers strum across the strings, making sounds with each note he played. music was caleb's absolute passion, and it had been since he was in second grade. the guitar had always amazed him, and sometimes it still does. there's nothing cale loves more than being up on that stage, playing songs with the band, having a blast and just going crazy. even though his parents thought he was stupid for blowing off college to be in a band, they knew he was passionate about it and weren't going to stop him from living his dream. and that's exactly what caleb benjamin dawson was doing~ living his dream.

caleb[/i][/color][/font][/size] had been on the tour with his band for quite awhile now. but this is what he loved, he loved being out on buses driving around to different cities, meeting new fans, playing more songs. it was all so great, and he wouldn't want to be doing anything else. it was definitely better than just playing in the garage with no audience back home. the band had really gone far, and were on their way to being something greatly successful. his bandmates are his best friends, the people he confides in for everything. it isn't hard for cale to make friends, but those crazy guys in his band are the ones who truly know him for who he is. the crazy ass that he is.

back[/i][/color][/font][/size] home in chicago, cale had a big name for himself, but it wasn't necessarily a good one. he has never had a serious relationship, because his life has always been strictly music. he didn't want to get himself distracted with some chick. so he never let himself get into a relationship, which just resulted in him not believing in love. but maybe it's not so much that he doesn't believe in it, he's just never experienced it, so he doesn't know if it's out there or not. but either way, cale's a flirt. a big one. he uses his sweet talking and adorable smile to woo the ladies into his pants, to put it plainly. he's slept with too many girls to count, atleast back in chicago. now that he's on a tour with all new people, he has even more girls to sleep with and to woo into his pants. the thing with his one night stands though, is that he doesn't let feelings or any type of attachment get in his way. he doesn't let him feel anything except for the great sex he's having. he won't develop feelings or "crushes" on anyone. it just isn't for him. atleast not yet, not until he finds that one special girl that makes him think. the one who won't put up with his sweettalking.[/font]

after[/i][/color][/font][/size] caleb finished jamming to a few songs, he set his guitar down and walked out of the bus to get some fresh air. he forgot what he was wearing, and ended up walking outside with no shirt on, and a pair of black batman boxers. he shrugged it off and walked around the area, looking at all the buses and thinking how great it was to be on this tour with so many great bands. it was dark outside, since it was the middle of the night. caleb had never been one to go to sleep early, he was a slight insomniac and found himself up for too many hours into the night. he was wide awake right now, and was just walking aimlessly around the area the buses were parked at. it was a little chilly, since he barely had any clothes on, but he didn't really care to go back to the bus and grab a hoody. cale saw some crew members putting away some things, probably from the set the night before or something. he decided to go walk past. since it was dark, he couldn't see exactly what was around him, but all of a sudden something hit his head and landed at his feet. a piece of whatever fell on him was on his shoulder, he picked it up and examined it. ooh, cereal.[/color] he said to himself before popping the piece of cereal into his mouth. then he heard the voice of a girl, saying that apparantly he had won her for the next few hours since she hit him with cereal. he let out a laugh. oh really? next few hours? in the middle of the night? does that mean hot sex?[/color] he smirked, looking up to see who the voice belonged to. he smiled when he realized he knew the girl who was talking to him. his lovely new friend abbi valentine, the cute little thing that she was. oh it's you, abbi.[/color] he smiled again. isn't it past your bedtime?[/color] he laughed a little as he looked up at her.

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[ABIGAIL SKYLARR VALENTINE]

abigail was a genuinely innocent person. half of the time when she spoke, she didn't really realise what it exactly was that was parting from her tongue. it led her into all sorts of trouble, but it wasn't her fault that the only thing driving her, and driving through~ her for that matter, was her hormones. she was different in comparison to other people, mainly because she was still holding onto her youth when a lot of people her age were just trying to let it go as far away as it could do as possible, and also because abigail was a hopeless believer for the big word that was known as love. ah, now, that caused a conversation whenever brought up. it wasn't that abigail had anything against sex or the morals behind it, because she was some christian that only believed in sex after marriage and all that sort of talk, but it was because abbi had a strong belief that fell for love and all that conquered it. if you weren't in love with someone, then what was the point in performing such an act?

the grasp of cornflakes that had flew out of her hand had apparently hit someone like she had planned on doing, but in all honestly, abigail really did have a terrible aim and was surprised that it did catch someone's attention. now you see, it wasn't all that hard for abigail to even try to get people to listen to her, since she was usually that free-spirit that ran around the parking lot pretty much naked throwing glitter at everyone who got in her way. why? because she got bored easily, and probably because she was adhd, she really should go and get checked for that. then again, abigail valentine was never someone who thought about consequences or the after effects of events that were about to occur. there wasn't an undo button on life, anyway, so why did it matter? it wasn't as if she was going to regret having fun anytime soon.

the leg that swung down from the box that abigail had climed up onto was now crossed over the other one in somewhat of a childish manor, with the cereal box wrapped up in her arms and cuddled into the opening of her lap. " oh really? next few hours? in the middle of the night? does that mean hot sex?" the voice was familiar; it was her new founded friend, caleb dawson. ah, it didn't surprise her as to his reply, mainly because she was used to the constant hitting on from about any male with a pair of balls on the tour, and.. well it was caleb. "uhm. not yet. we're not allowed to, because we don't love each other." technicalities, technicalities. "but we can snuggle?" because that really was what abigail valentine was all about; the snuggles and the cuddles and all of the wonderful feelings that came with those certain moments, pf, not a sap at all, what are you talking about?

the amount of personalities that were thrust into the open whilst on tour was phenominal, especially when all of those personalities became something wonderful when thrown onto the stage for the first night, and even the last. most of the bands crowded around on stage and joined in for the last band's set, running up and down then almost everyone throwing out into the crowd for some oddly shaped reason. it was the buzz that drove abigail, the buzz of being there every night couldn't be compared to anything. it was the moment she lived for all year round, and if she was lucky enough, the band could do it up to three times a year, though it was usually ( for the most part ) two tours a year, a month off, then the rest of the year was album recording and promotion for that said album. it was a brilliant life, really.

"isn't it past your bedtime?" abigail pouted, and threw another handful of cornflakes into caleb's direction. "be nice." she said, shuffling her position on top of the drum box and sliding over a little. "everyone's boring. they all went to pick up girls, and no-one loves me enough to watch lilo and stitch for the millionth time, and all of the rest of the disney films went bye-bye. it sucks." oh, how tragic. abigail paused for a few moments, before sticking a hand out and thrusting it towards caleb. he was pretty darn awesome, to be honest. he was a good friend, despite his whoreish tendencies, but they weren't that much of a problem; not really. "if you love me, we can piggy back to my bus and watch lilo and stitch? i'll even throw in oreos."

CALEB AND TIERNY <3 . FAIL AMOUNT OF WORDS AGAIN |: . I AM HONESTLY, SO SORRY D; MY MUSE IS TAKING A VACATION. BUT I'MA LOVE YOU AND THEM <3

[caleb benjamin dawson]

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despite

[/i][/color][/font][/size] the fact that caleb is basically a total manwhore, he's actually a good guy. he's decent. he isn't an asshole like most of the other guys out there. sure, he like to flirt and make out and have sex with random girls, but that was just his own problems with commitment. maybe if he met the right girl, he'd be able to change. but he had never really thought that far ahead, he wasn't sure if he could ever hold down a relationship. he needed a special gal to change him. so other than being a manwhore, cale is actually a total goofball. sometimes he just acts plain weird, but he doesn't even care. he's out there and funny and doesn't give a fuck what anyone thinks. maybe the commitment thing has to do with his fear of growing up, because he's terrified of the real world. luckily, he's doing what he loves and hopefully will always be doing this so that he won't have to experience the legit 'real world'. sometimes he's just a big baby who's scared of life, but he won't let anyone catch on to that. people who take the time to get to know mister caleb benjamin dawson, might just pretty damn surprised at what they see.

ever[/i][/color][/font][/size] since his sophomore year in high school, caleb has been a pretty big partier. whether it's his love of alcohol, or drugs, he's always having a good time. though while he's been on tour, he's toned it down a tad just because he doesn't let that stuff affect his guitar playing. he's always sober for the shows, despite what people may hear or believe. sometimes caleb depends on his partying to get him through. some nights he gets in a funk where he's just lonely and kindof hating how he is with the women, so he drinks his thoughts away. it usually works, until the thoughts come back some other day and he has to drink them away yet again. it's an ongoing process that he's getting pretty sick of. but why does he feel so lonely? he's with his best friends playing awesome music. there's tons of people around him at all times. there's no reason to feel lonely, right? well maybe he's feeling lonely because he actually does want a girl. maybe deep-down to the core of caleb dawson, he secretly wants a girlfriend but even he won't admit that to himself. what a complicated mess this poor boy is.

caleb[/i][/color][/font][/size] was glad he wasn't the only crazy ass awake in the middle of the night. his lovely new friend abbi valentine was also awake and randomly wandering around the bus area, just like he was doing. though he did happen to get cereal thrown at him, it was still nice for someone to keep his company. it was times like this, in the middle of the night, that his lonely thoughts got to him and he'd drink until he passed out. bad bad bad. he looked around before looking back up at abbi and flashing that gorgeous smile of his. but then his smile quickly faded when he heard what she said. he tilted his head a little. because we don't love each other? dear, you don't have to love someone to make it.[/color] he winked at her before letting out a laugh. but ferreal. love is just a myth, anyway.[/color] he sighed a little. but his grin came back when she talked about snuggles. you know i'm always up for snuggles.[/color] he shifted his feet to lean up against the drum box that abbi was sitting on top of.[/size][/font]

this[/i][/color][/font][/size] was what got poor cale in trouble. snuggling with adorable girls. but with abbi, he knew not to try anything or make any moves. it was sortof different with her, in a way. he couldn't exactly figure out what it all meant, but he didn't mind it. he liked hanging out with her, she was fun and silly just like he was. so they never failed at finding something to do. all of a sudden he was being pelted with cornflakes again. he laughed and tried to dodge them but it just didn't work. awh, i'm sure that's not the case. just because they went to go pick up girls doesn't mean they don't love you anymore. what happened to all your disney movies!? i brought some of mine though, so we can always watch mine if you want.[/color] he flashed a smile before he got all excited when he asked her to watch lilo and stitch with her. lilo and stitch is definitely one of my favourite disney movies, you sure know the way to my heart, don't you?[/color] he laughed. and oreos, even better.[/color] he turned toward her and took her hand. i accept your offer, miss abigail.[/color] he laughed before turning away from her for her to jump on his back. he loved piggy back rides, made him feel like a kid again.

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