The Theory of Kayden

[5] the theory of the 90s

\\ you're not the image of

the man that's of my dreams

we don't see eye to eye

but you got me riding high

we're incompatible astrologically

all of the signs they do agree \\

natalie cole - opposites attract

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From my position backstage, I can clearly see Calvin and Theo. Okay, so maybe I should start thinking of him as Kayden or else I'm going to end up forgetting his name again and I think we're a little past that point.

I'm not entirely sure how I can see them, considering the sheer amount of people in the field in front of me, but my eyes seem to pick Kayden out like there's only us here.

I don't know whether it's his tattoos that are clearly visible through his tight, white t-shirt or the way he's not dressed like he usually is, but Jesus Christ, he looks good today.

Reluctantly, I tear my gaze away from them and direct my focus on the Merry Band of Idiots prancing about on stage in front of me. I snap as many pictures as I can from this angle - which isn't very many - before jumping down to the press section between the stage and the crowd.

Their set lasts for an hour, so by the time they finish, it's starting to get a little dark. It was timed perfectly because I managed to leave my night lens on the bus. My camera will be okay for the fun shots that I'm going to be taking from now on, but without the lens, the stage ones wouldn't be great.

I meet up with them at the side of the stage once they've finished and we all head into the crowd to meet up with the Before The Chaos guys. From what I can see, Kayden and Theo haven't moved from their spot, but they have a few girls keeping them company.

"What's up, Tay-Tay?" Nate asks me, throwing an arm around my shoulder as we fight our way through the mass of people.

I raise an eyebrow at him as I snap a picture of the other three who are walking ahead of us. "Nothing, why?"

"Hmm, okay," he replies dubiously. "So there's nothing going on between you and Kade?"

All of a sudden, I'm choking on my own spit. "Are you okay? You'd have to be seriously deranged to even suggest that. I'm pretty sure we might even hate each other."

"There's a thin line between love and hate," he winks at me before skipping ahead to join the rest of the Merry Band of Idiots.

I have absolutely no idea where he's getting these ideas about there being somethings between me and Kayden. When the hell have we ever shown signs of us liking each other? I don't know and I don't think I want to.