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her.

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p.s.s this may be a spoiler but i know that Adam Gontier is no longer the lead singer of Three Days Grace, but in my mind he still is. so dont mind that whole part where he comes in.

p.s.s.s i know i already dedicated wired to divergents but i love the breakfast club so much and i thought she deserved it. if you see this, ily!

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her;

          "Tell me when you hear me falling
         there's a possibility it wouldn't show."

                 - Lykke Li, Possibility

       "Like an adventure?" I asked, a little hint of excitement escaping my lips.

       "Like an adventure." he repeated, a shaky smile placed on his lips. I stared at him after that as he stared down at his hands. I was still absolutely confused on why he came here and since he wasn't telling me a thing, it kinda of threw me off.

       I wasn't expecting him to say a word though. I kinda of wish it was silent between us, because when we're silent so is the rest of the world. It's beautiful and quite different from what I'm used to, to be honest. I was a talker, I loved babbling away at random things. I learned it from Matilda. If you think about it, I have a lot of sharing with Matty. Even though we were so different from each other, we were so similar as well.

      "Why don't I take you somewhere." I said, a smile tugging on my lips. Lucas looked up and tilted his head to the side.

      "But you don't drive." he looked at me quizzically. I shook my head at him.

      "Just because I don't have a license doesn't mean I can't drive."

     "I'd rather breathe to be honest." he went back to picking underneath his fingernails. I got up and grabbed his wrist. He slowly pulled himself up and let out an aggravated sigh.

      "It'll be fun, I promise." I looked back at him giving him a reassuring smile.

      "Yay!" he sarcastically sung, throwing his free hand in the air. I slapped it down and rolled my eyes before going down the first of many flights of stairs.

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       "Step on the brakes a little faster why don't you." Lucas groaned as the seat belt snapped his body back to the seat. A red light had flashed before I could go pass it, ending with me stomping on the brakes and us flying forward.

       "Sorry." I muttered waiting for the green light to turn green.

       It slowly did though and as I made the last turn for my secret spot, the lights began to flash. Out of the corner of my eye Lucas' head had turned to face me. Many different colors flashed above the pine trees.

       "I don't have any money for this." Lucas shouted over dramatically. I rolled my eyes at him once again and pulled the dash board out from beneath his feet. Keeping my eyes on the road, I reached into the pull out and took out a little white container.

        "Kick it." I demanded as I placed the container on my lap. A loud smash came from his side as he lifted his leg and kicked in the dashboard. I slowly pulled into the dirt road and parked far from all the other cars. Bands played loudly and people jumped up and down in the pit.

     "Have you ever been here?" I asked, unbuckling myself and looking up at him.

     "No. Well, I mean once, but my mother brought me hear when I was little."

     "Your mother brought you to a rock and roll concert when you were younger?"

     "Well, not exactly." he hummed looking out my window to see who was playing. I moved my head so he saw me instead and gave him a questioning look. "I saw The Wiggles perform." a loud laugh echoed in the car as it left my throat. Lucas sarcastically laughed along as he pulled the visor down and fixed his hair. "Ha ha ha, I know. So funny!"

    "The Wiggles!" I made sure that I heard the same thing before I let out more laughter. But soon my laughter died down and I took out the money from the labeled container; 'For Rough Days'.

     "Who's even playing tonight?" he asked and I cocked an eyebrow at him. Letting a shake leave him with a response, I hopped out of the beat up pick up truck. "Are you going to answer me?" he shouted towards me from the passenger side, getting out as well. I waited until he walked by my side to answer him.

      "You never know who's playing at these things. It's called Roll The Dice for a reason. You never know what you're going to get." I said, pulling back a strand of hair that had fell from my lose ponytail. "Oh and don't worry about what you look like. No one cares around here."

     "So you know people?" he questioned looking down towards me.

     "Yeah, I've been here plenty. One time I came and Fall Out Boy was here. It was the best night of my life." I motioned excitedly as I went up to the person behind the booth. "Hey suz."

      "Hey Anne." she smiled as she took the money.

      "Do you know who's playing tonight?" I asked, leaning my head on to my hand.

      "I heard DeadMou5 is coming around at ten, you know after the mosh pitting is done."

      "Mosh pitting?" Lucas' head turned, a mischievous smile placed on his lips.

      "Yeah, Luke. There's a lot of it here, especially since everyone is drunk." I answered, turning my attention back to Suzan.

      "Well you know where we'll--" I looked back up to Lucas who's eyes spoke amazement as he watched the band preform on stage. "I'll be." I smiled at her, waving back to her as she waved. I grabbed Lucas' wrist and dragged him forward with me.

      "How come I've never heard of Roll The Dice before?" he asked, a laugh of excitement was added to the end of his sentence.

     "Because you were still fascinated in the whole Wiggles experience." I giggled as he rolled his eyes.

       "Are you ever going to give that up?" he asked, his blue eyes seeming more brighter in the multiple lights.

      "In your dreams."

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      "Let's start a riot!" we growled along with Adam Gontier, the lead singer of Three Days Grace. We jumped up and down as the band played into the speakers. Drunk people began to fight to death in the middle of the cement floor and I went to join, but was held back by the giant behind me.

       "We can have fun, but I don't want you getting hurt." he smiled down at me before attending back to his singing.

       I stared up at him and the way the lights hit him just perfectly. His jawline, his eyes, and every once in a while he would smile as he sung. It was the most beautiful-est thing I've had witnessed in my pass years. And I couldn't take my eyes off of him.

      But soon they left the stage and sure enough, DeadMou5 came on stage. We left and walked further into the forest behind the stadium, or whatever you'd like to call it. He held my hand the whole way to the rock where we talked about life and things we've never really told anyone before.

      And it was one of the best decisions of my life.