34-Party Before It's Too Late

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Jazz's pov-

"Johnny-kins!" I ran up behind him, before he even got the chance to react and jumped on his back. He almost fell foward but luckily Zack was standing in front of him and caught us.

"What the fuck dude?!" Johnny dropped me and I almost fell right on my ass, but since luck seemed to be by my side again, Matt was standing right behind us to catch me.

"Not my fault you need to hit the gym."I told Johnny just as Matt wrapped his arms around me from behind and spun me around.

"What's up munchkin?"he chuckled after putting me down on my feet.

"Turd head."I smirked, before kissing his cheek.

Before he could he even think of a come back, Jimmy came bursting outside. "Jazz-berry!" He ran over to where me and Matt were standing and scooped me up in his arms and began spinning me around. Poor Matt and Johnny were standing a little too close and ended up getting kicked a few times. "Hello my Jazzy dearest."he grinned once he placed me on my feet again.

"What's with you people and spinning me?"I asked. And of course Zacky had to be the smart ass that picked me up and spun me around just like Matt had done. And again Johnny got kicked.

"Yea can we stop spinning her please before my damn legs get bruised."Johnny grumbled.

"Well that's because I didn't get a hello hug."Zacky said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Sorry Zackster."I ruffled his hair and kissed his cheek. He swatted my hand away but cracked a smile.

"Everyone else gets a hug but me?"

I turned around and saw Brian lighting up a cigarete, though there was still a pout on his lips. I rolled my eyes and walked over to him. He took the cigarete out of his mouth just in time for me to kiss him, as his arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer. Dramatic gagging was heard once our lips touched. I chuckled pulling away but sent a glare towards Johnny and Zack.

"Shut up assholes." Without even really thinking about it, I picked up the water bottle that was sitting on the table next to me, and threw it. It bounced off Johnny's shoulder and just barely hit Zack. Two in one!

"Good one."Matt grinned.

I smiled back, triumphantly while Johnny carressed his shoulder and Zack pouted. Jimmy and Brian just laughed. "So what's new you guys?"I asked, plopping down in a chair.

"What do you mean?"Zack asked. "You just saw us last week."

"I was talking about the album dip shit. Do I get to hear any new stuff today?"

"Oh yea come on. You're gonna love this new song."Matt said with a huge smile. He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of my seat to drag me into the studio. "It's called Scream. And just trust me, you'll love it."

This was my favorite part about visiting the guys in the studio. I loved how enthusiastic and excited they would get to show me whatever it is that they're working on. And everytime they tell me to come here so they can show me something new, they always manage to blow me away. No matter how many years I have spent listening to them make music, I still can't get over how great they.

I'll never understand how Brian or Zacky can play the guitar the way they do. I was always mesmerized when I would watch them play when we were younger and nothing has changed besides for the fact that they have only gotten better. Jimmy is genious when it comes to music and I always enjoyed watching that wild grin on his face whenever he plays the drums. I've always loved Matt's voice. I'll admit, I wasn't too into the screamo shit but I was always a big fan of Avenged even when Matt was screaming, and it wasn't just because they're my friends. It's because I actually thought that they sounded good. And I loved coming into the studio to hang out with Johnny. It reminded me of the times before he joined the band, we would just sit in his room or the garage and I would watch him play his bass. It's still pretty much like that. Whenever he's recording something for the album, he goes into this room with Fred and they record it, usually without the guys. So when I come over to watch him play, it's just me, Johnny, and Fred.

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