After the show I decided to make my way back stage again. Figured a few sweaty photos of the guys after playing would turn out pretty good. I came up the stairs behind stage again, and found myself directly in front of Matt. He said maybe 6 inches from me, he was probably headed back to their bus.

"So how was the show from where you stood?" He ran his hand across the top of the short buzzed hair. Sweat flicked off in every direction, with quite a bit of it falling all over my face- but I didn't even flinch.

"It was utterly amazing!" Those words alone were nowhere near enough to explain just how great, how fantastic, the set really was. But I could only take up so much of his time. I could feel myself smiling from ear to ear, my cheeks slightly red from embarrassment. But right now I was the happiest I have been in a very long time, so why not show it.

He chuckled at me, and ran his hand threw his hair again. Causing a second shower, but nothing like the first downpour.

"I’m happy to hear it was enjoyable.” he stopped a few feet away from where we were to a table that had a towel on it. "Means I did my job right." he said as he started to wipe the sweat off his face and hair. While he did I took a few photos of him. He smiled at me and held the towel out at me.

"Thank you."I said as I gave him a soft smile.

"Most girls would have been totally grossed out by all that sweat." I shrugged at him as I softly patted the sweat off my checks.

"Most girls don't photograph concerts." He tilted his head to me, realizing this was probably use to. Once I was done with the towel and held it back out for him and he took it.

"Granted my first show- the singer and I were friends, he practically rubbed his sweaty body all over me." I shuddered a little at the thought of Jacek, rubbing his soaked self all over me. "Now that did gross me out! But... after a few shows of him doing it every night- I got over it."

"So not the worst thing he could have done." By no means was he wrong, but of course it was always something that in the moment I would have like to have avoided. He cleared his throat and put the towel around his neck.

"Soooo... do you live around here?" He was becoming kind of awkward again. You would almost think he wasn't the famous one, but instead I was.

"In a place called Broken Arrow, that's pretty close to Tulsa. But I work in Tulsa.

"Tulsa, really!? I'm guessing there aren't too many music magazines over there, huh?"

"No just the one I work for."

"Well then this just got a little awkward." He rubbed his hand against the back of his head and gave me a rather pitiful look.

"Just!" At first I was mostly upset that he just noticed the awkwardness but I quickly covered that up. "Just... what do you mean?" He shook his head a little then removed his towel from around his neck and tossed it back to the table.

"We got a call earlier today... about ten minutes before we did our interview with you, from a mag asking if we could manage to come out to Tulsa to do an interview there." I guess I looked shocked, or upset, or I don't know. Either way he began consoling me.

"Well you did say it was your first interview. Maybe your boss just wants to do a second one- to be sure it goes well, and he has what he needs." He gave me yet another pitiful look and placed his hand on my shoulder as he stepped closer to me.

"Lemme see your phone." He didn't really sound like he was commanding me, even though really he was- either way I slipped my phone out of my front pocket and handed it to him.

"We're heading straight to Tulsa once we pack up. You're welcome to ride along. We aren't doing the interview till 2pm tomorrow." He was clicking away at the buttons on my blackberry. I warched his hands as he tapped away on the keyboard. They were so big compared to mine. My poor phone practically vanished in his hands.

But amazingly they looked soft- like a touch against my cheek would feel like silk to my cheek. If I thought about that too much I was libel to end up rubbing my face against them while he used my phone. That would be slightly tough to explain. After about five minutes he broke our silence

"So I put all of our numbers in your phone. Don't worry none of them will mind. Zacky really hasn't shut up about you since he met you." That made me blush! I looked down at my phone as he put in in my hand. Just as I thought completely soft, his hand brushed against mine as he gave me my phone.

"Even if you don't ride with us. We're staying in Tulsa for a little while... Just a couple days after the interview. If you want to hang out with us. Be our personal tour guide around Tulsa.: He laughed a little and scratched the back of his neck.

"I can say I would surely love the ride I hate public transportation. But as far as the other days- I have to see what I have as far as work goes."

"Well don't go too far... In fact..." He turned around looking for someone. "Screw it!" He apparently didn't find whomever it was, cause he wrapped his entire hand around my wrist and led me down the stairs.

Notes

Carsea's Outfit
& Makeup

Sorry this wasn't posted Sunday, my boyfriend, whom I haven't seen in two weeks surprised me and came down Saturday night. So I spend all Sunday with him, and part of today- plus I had work.

I've already started on the next chapter. I had some time at work so I wrote the rest of this and the start of the next one. So hopefully that will be up either tonight or tomorrow.

Almost wish this had a scheduling system. Anyway...

Lemme know what you think and if you find any typos.