Forget About It [Alex Gaskarth]

Go Away, Ricky

*Scarlette's POV*

We were getting ready to perform in Cardiff and I was wearing the clothes that Avery bought me. She was wearing a Metallica shirt, ripped jeans and combat boots. It was funny how her bass pretty much matched everything she was wearing.

We walked on stage as the crowd chanted our name.

"Before we begin, I've been working on something!" Avery shouted into the microphone.

I turned to Jesse and Hudson. I gave them a look that translated to 'do you guys know what's going on?'. They both gave me the same look back.

Avery started playing what sounded like Kelly Clarkson on her bass, "If I die young, bury me in band merch, lay me down on a bed of posters! Spread my ashes at the Warped Tour, send me away with the words of a punk song!" She sang.

The crowd cheered and laughed. Okay, that was actually pretty good...

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

We were all hanging out in the same dressing room, wiping the sweat off of our faces with thick towels.

"Halloween is coming up." Avery reminded everyone.

"What's the point?" Ava looked up at Avery.

"Well we should all dress up and go trick-or-treating." Avery pulled off her boots.

"We're a little too old for that." Rian said bluntly.

"...fuckin killjoy..." Jack muttered while rolling his eyes.

"Scar, when are we-"

Just then, somebody burst through the doors at lighting speed and tackled me to the ground.

"Get off of me!" I screamed.

"Scarlette, why didn't you call me!"

I knew that voice. Ricky.

"Ricky?! What the hell?!" I shoved him off of me, "How did you even get back here?!"

"There was no security..."

I looked at Alex and he just shrugged.

I sighed, "Why are you here?"

"To see you, of course!" He smiled.

Is this guy a neurotic super fan or something?

"Scarlette, who is this guy?" Jack furrowed his eyebrows.

"This is Ricky. We met him on our date yesterday." Alex huffed.

"Whoa, you and Alex are dating?!" Ricky exclaimed.

Alex and I slapped our foreheads.

Ricky grimaced and slowly backed out of the room. What. The. Hell.

"What the fuck?" Jack stood there.

Alex and I both shrugged or shoulders. What is going on?

* * * * * * * * * * * *

"I have an idea." Alex said as we were both laying in his bunk, "We're going trick-or-treating."

"How?"

"My cousins have kids and they want someone to watch them. I was thinking that maybe we could take them. They live in England."

"Sounds fun! But what about everyone else?"

"Just tell them that we're babysitting." Alex winked.

I smiled and turned to face Alex, "Alright, I'll go."