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Steven and I sat and talked for hours about what we'd missed in each others' lives these past four years. Steven told me about getting the record deal and recording their new album, Get Your Wings. He told me about what it was like living every day without me. He told me they'd seen progress in sales and fans, they were just trying to build up the fan base more.

I told him about not getting into Princeton and having to go to Harvard. I told him about law school and how difficult it was. Most importantly, I told him how lost I was without him.

"How are you going to go to school and tour with us?" Steven asked.

"I'm dropping out." I answered. "I can't live without you baby." he kissed me tenderly on the lips.

"You know..." I said to Steven. "I'm touring with the band and I still haven't met them yet." I laughed.

"Well you might not know them, but they know exactly who you are." He chuckled.

"Come on, I'll introduce you to them."

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Steven walked me to the room right next to ours labeled "Aerosmith". I held my breath as I walked in.

"I'm surprised you two have even left the fucking dressing room" said one of the guys. He had dark brown hair, almost black, just like Steven's. His face was wider, though, and he had a big nose. He was a lot more built then Steven. I recognized him as the guitar player.

Steven smirked at his twin's comment. "Fuck you, Joe"

My inner confidence pushed through, reminding me she was there.

"Hi Joe, I'm J-"

"Janie. Yeah I know." Joe said.

"And how might you know my name already?" My inner bitch was intrigued. Joe shot back.

"Let's just say we've had a reminder every 5 minutes for the last hour" said Joe. I blushed bright red.

I guess when Steven Tyler screams your name, everyone in a five mile radius can hear. Steven smirked and made his way out the door, "Be right back" he said.

I continued to blush. How embarrassing! The whole band heard Steven and I bumping uglies. "It's okay." said Joe. "I knew it was you before that. I knew it had to have been you at the bottom of the stage as soon as Steven got distracted."

"He talked about you every single day. It was kind of annoying actually." said Joe. "He wouldn't do any work or write any songs. He only wrote these ballads. Real sad. I'm glad your here. I don't know how much more I could have taken"

"Well thanks." I said. I didn't know whether to take it as a compliment or not.

I turned to the rest of the band and introduced myself. "Hi guys, I'm Janie."

"Hi Janie!" said the drummer. "I'm Joey, Joey Kramer. I play drums."

"Hi Joey." I blushed. He was a charmer

"Hey Janie, I'm Tom" said the bass player.

"And I'm Brad!" said the last voice. "I also play the guitar"

"How are you Tom and Brad? Nice to meet you." I smiled at them.

Steven walked back into the room, carrying an apple. I felt him snake his arms around my waist. I turned to face him. "Have I told you how much I missed you?" he kissed my lips. I giggled.

"Jesus christ you guys. get a fucking room" said Joe.

"Oh, so we can have the big back bedroom at home?" said Steven. "Cause this sexy lady is coming home with me" he slapped my ass playfully.

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