**A month later**
[Tony's POV]
It was finally the last week of the tour. Vic had left the address of his house so they can mail Avie's class ring, and we had checked her out right before leaving.
Avie seems to be lightening up a bit, but is usually quiet and shy most of the time, and stays in the bus of at the side of the stage. She's looking more and more thin everyday, and I'm getting really worried.
We arrived to Cincinatti, and Vic seemed really excited to meet Macy after so long.
We had just finished the show and were at the meet and greet tables when Vic shouted.
"MACY!!!" he shouted, jumping the table like a free core and running up to a familiar girl who now had silver wavy hair with a thin blue flower crown around her head, wearing cosmic sky shorts, a PTV shirt, and combat boots as she embraced Vic. Matt stood next to her, his right leg in a cast and in crutches.
I wonder what happened with him.
Macy and Vic share a kiss that sent fans cheering and applauding for them.
"Hey, let's make way for our buddy in the cast, please!!" Mike shouted.
The fans then made way for Matt, Vic and Macy hand in hand behind him as Jaime and Mike help him to a chair next to me, Avie looking shocked.
"Matty, what happened?!" she asked.
"Oh, this??" Nah, just made some new friends with the Jocks at school," he said sarcastically. "Let's just say i won."
Avie sighs with relief and hugs him and then Macy before heading back to teh merch table since the line was getting longer.
"Oh, and my mom made you guys some dinner. Mac N' Cheese casserole," Macy said, pulling out a food container from her backpack.
"Cool," Mike said, taking it and placing it nearby.
"Has Avie been doing okay??" Matt asked.
"She's quiet, but doing better. I'm just scared she's not eating right, but I'm afraid to ask," i admitted.
Matt sighed and looked sadly at Avie who was helping Dill Dawg.
[Avie's POV]
I sat next to Dill Dawg as we sold CD's, tshirts, and other stuff.
Fans were actually nice to me and complemented me a lot.
I was a bit shy and didn't see it coming so i felt bad when i just stood there confused like an idiot, especially when fans asked for hugs or pictures. I felt like a bad person. I apologized and told them I'm not so used to compliments, and they seemed to understand and they said its okay and no worries, but i felt like they were secretly hating me.
Why wouldn't they? People hate cowards.
I brush the thought away when a burnette with fake boobs comes up, wearing too-revealing clothing.
"Hi, what would you like??" i asked, forcing a small smile.
"I'm glad you asked. I would like you to get your ugly self away from Tony," she sneered.
"Umm, excuse me??" i asked.
"You heard me. Someone as fat and fucking ugly as you shouldn't be hanging out with a hottie like him," she snapped.
"Hey, we'd appreciate it, the band in general, if you don't be mean," Dill Dawg said sternly as he defended me.
"Look, he's only my friend," I said.
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Not All Heroes Sing (Tony Perry Love Story)
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