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It was finally mid-September.


 The guys were playing down in Pasadena on Thursday, Saturday and Sunday.


 They were going to come home right after their show. I wasn't home at all Thursday, as I had classes but Friday's I didn't have class.


 I left around 7:30 to go to campus. I usually got up at 7 and left by 7:30 so I could make it to my 8:15 class on time and grab breakfast on the way.


 My class ended at 10, and at that time I went to the library to get ahead on a paper that was due the next week.


 At 12:15 I went to my second class which ended at 1. I then went to get lunch, which was when I got a call.


 "Hey Ash," I greeted.


 "Charlie! Why aren't you home?" He asked worriedly.


 "I have class until five Ashton. I'm at lunch now. I'll be home at five thirty. When is sound check?" I asked.


 "Six. But we need to get there early, I'm sorry Charlie! Do you think you could get to the show?"


 "Ash, I can go on Saturday and Sunday," I replied.


 "But the guys and I really want you there tonight, we want to spend as much time as possible with you," Ashton whined.


 "Fine I'll try and make it. But I'm taking a cab cause I'm not paying forty dollars for parking," I grumbled.


 "Okay, me or one of the boys or crew members will be waiting for you at entrance four," he explained.


 "Sounds like a plan, man," I laughed.


 "I'll see you later Charlie! Love you!"


 "Bye love you too!" I said before hanging up the phone.


 "Who was that?" Kendall asked as I sat down at our usual table.


 Kendall and I had a lot of classes together, she was minoring in photography but her major was in special effects in movies. She was pretty nice and one of the only friends I had actually made.


 I was comfortable with a lot of people, but Kendall was the only person who had ever been over to the house, I trusted her enough. Most people wanted to come over cause they figured out I lived in a house where four rock stars were living and wanted to know where it was.


 "It was Ashton, we were planning for tonight," I explained.


 My phone buzzed, Luke.


 What time is your next class?

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