Gabby P.O.V.
"Bye mom!" I kissed her cheek, we had skipped everyone's graduation party and slept for the 5 hours we had at home.
"Bye, I love you and remember, use pepper spray if you need to." Mom said, nodding her head fiercely.
"Sure thing, love you too. Bye Daddy." He hugged me.
"Love you and remember men are nasty awful creatures that only want one thing."
"Love you too and how could I forget that." I laughed and Libby yet again honked the horn. "I've got to go, she wants to be in Las Vegas by midnight, so we need to get going." I waved to them and grabbed my bookbag and threw it in the backseat of the Jeep. I had so many books it wasn't even funny, I counted them last night and the grand total came to 30, but we were driving from our home in L.A. to the other side of the states following our favorite band Mayday Parade.
"So," Libby said as we pulled out onto the interstate. "We are finally after 3 years of savings and our parents giving us 3,000 each and working every weekend, weekday and summer, we are finally following them around the freaking country."
"Maybe, we'll get to meet them, and maybe we'll become friends!" I screamed as I put their CD in the CD player. "Hm, so Vegas show tomorrow night, then Phoenix 2 days after that, and then Santa Fe the day after that." I read, she nodded approving each one.
"Yep, and then a couple of shows in texas and we head north!" I smiled, as we saw the sign that read, leaving L.A., come back again soon!
"Las Vegas here we come!" Libby said in her mischevious voice, "Here we come."
"Here we come Mayday, be ready to party harder than ever before." I whispered, in the most excited voice I've ever had.
