On the Road

1: The Beginning (Sherri)

There's no fairy tale aha moment to how Michael and I met. It's actually pretty lame. I was out of pink hair dye and my color was fading. I can't stand to have faded color unless it's fading to a color I like and I was not liking faded pink at all. So I did what all punk children do in times of need. I went to hot topic. I walked in to the dark and welcoming store and saw my friend Leslie helping a customer reach a skull and crossbones backpack on the wall. "'Sup Lez." I checked out a white lacey dress and located my size. I held it up to my body and decided against it. "Hey Shey you're hair is fading. I'm guessing you need more dye?" The customer with the backpack walked to the counter to check out leaving Leslie and I in the back of the store. I smiled and nodded. Leslie went into the back room and I checked out another dress. "You'd look good in that." The voice that spoke had an accent I couldn't quite place. I chuckled, "Thanks." I pulled out the lime green dress with black pin stripes running vertically. It had black pockets held in place with silver rivets. It was kind of Gothic but I knew how to make it work. I turned to face the voice and my breath caught. I wasn't a super fan but I knew that face. Everyone knew that face. It was Luke Hemmings and behind him Michael Clifford. I only knew their names because my friend Anissa was a super fan. They were much cuter and taller in person. Luke smiled and bit his lip suppressing a laugh and Michael smirked, both probably at the stupid expression on my face. Leslie came back juggling a few pots of Manic Panic hair dye. "I could find the pink but I have a lilac, a deep purple and a red if that would hel-" she looked up and stopped dead in her tracks. "Well this is unexpected..." she whistled and the front gate was closed by some guy with giant gauges and a dark green foehawk. "Hi there, are you the manager?" The curly haired one named Ashton came bounding up to us with a goofy smile on his face. "Uh yeah I am. We normally get a call ahead about these things. Unless you did and we missed it." She handed me the pots and with the dress in my hands I struggled a bit before dropping two of them. Michael picked them up and held them for me. "Thanks.." I was still star struck. Who cares if their music was on pop stations. If you listen to them live they're not that bad they're actually pretty punk. Still not a super fan. He smiled at me then turned to Leslie. "No we didn't call sorry about that. We just wanted to come check this place out. You can open the gates as long as no one announces we are here I'm sure your typical customer base won't freak out over us." He looked me again smirking. I could feel my eyes bugging out and quickly collected my self. "Aye! How much for the tshirts?!" We all snapped our heads over to Calum who was holding a pile of tshirts in his arms. "Jesse help him?" Foehawk nodded and walked over to Calum. "Yeah that sound great actually just as long as we can snap some pics for our Web site later." Leslie and Ashton walked away talking leaving me with Luke and Michael. "I'm Sherri by the way." I shook their hands as well as I could. "So are you going to buy that dress?" Michael asked me walking to the front of the store. "Um I was thinking about it. I actually came in for dye but they don't have my color." I studied the three pots intently. "Do you typically only dye it one color?" That was Luke. He was checking out the rack of gummy bracelets. "No I just dyed it pink about three weeks ago. I just hate faded color so I was going to put more over it." He nodded pulling a Mayday Parade bracelet down reading the lyrics. "Its Stay. I have the same bracelet at home." I told him fidgeting. "You like Mayday?" I smiled and lifted my shirt revealing a large tattoo taking up my entire right ribcage. "Holy shit Luke! Check this out!." Michael knelt down to get a better look. It was the sheet music to You Be the Anchor boardered by an anchor at the bottom and rope winding and twisting up to a couple of sparrows with their wings spread wide. It had taken three trips and a lot of pain but totally worth it. "You Be the Anchor? The typical anchor made out of the title wasn't good enough?" I shrugged and let my shirt fall back into place. "Don't want what every one else has." Luke laughed and went back to his bracelets. "So what color you going to pick?" Michael picked up the lilac. "Not sure honestly I'm half debating leaving it." I sighed. "Well if my opinion means anything I think this is a beautiful color." He handed me the lilac pot and smiled. I looked at the color for a second more then held it next to the dress. Of course it'd be lighter however they looked good together. "Fine I'll get the lilac and the dress." I took my items to the register and Jesse rang me up. "Your total is $42.80." I groaned and handed over my card. "Hold up. It's on me." Michael popped up behind me handing Jesse his card. "Oh no really Michael you don't have to do that..." tried to protest. "No I want to, but only on one condition. You come to our show Saturday night after having dinner with me at the restaurant of your choice." What a confidant bugger. I flushed a shade of red deeper than his hair. "Fir reals?" I couldn't believe I just got asked out by a member of 5 seconds of summer. "Yes fir reals!" Michael mocked me laughing. "Well then I will see you Saturday." I smiled as I handed him my cell phone. He entered his number and saved it under Mikey-G with the eggplant emoji next it. "That's my rapper name if I ever aspire to my true calling." He laughed at his own idiocy. "Oh come off it mate." Luke rolled his eyes at the goofy boy standing in front of me. Twenty minutes later I was texting Michael and dying my hair lilac.

Mikey-G: where are we eating?

Me: I don't know.. what type of food do you enjoy?

Mikey-G: food.

Me: lol. My favorite place is a Asian place downtown. If you don't mind fish and what not.

Mikey-G: sounds great! How's the hair coming?

I snapped a selfie of my hair all bundled in a shower cap on top of my head.

Me: processing.

We texted back and forth everyday when he wasn't rehearsing for their show. And then finally, Saturday was here.

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