After we got on the plane, Jimmy introduced me to 2 girls. They were Michelle and Valerie, and at first I was unsure about them. They seemed like every average groupie, getting high and fucking the band.

But they were respectable and at the same time loose and fun. We hit it off and started a round of drinks and after only a few minutes, Michelle started getting tipsy.

"Ya know Mari," she slurred and slouched down on my shoulders, "you aren't a priss. I thought-ed you were just another bump on Jimmy's couch, so to smeak. But you're a real HOOT!!" I stared at her, trying to figure out what she was saying.

Even though I couldnt understand what she was trying to tell me, she was a really fun drunk. I was excited to see what she was like sober!

"Yo yo yiggity yo! Lookie what I got!" I turned and Matt was walking back into the main compartment, with a rolled up bag in his hand.

"HELLS YEAH!" "Finally!" "I've been waiting all night for this." Whatever was in the bag had everyone excited. We all formed a sort of circle and I quickly took my place next to Jimmy.

"What is that, what're we doing?" I looked to him for answers since I wasn't entirely comfortable with everyone else.

"Shhh. You'll see soon enough. Just, be cool when you find out ok?"

I waited and waited and everyone just talked. Right when I felt the curiousity was going to eat me, Matt stood up and went to the cabinets. He didn't let anyone see what he pulled out, but I had a feeling they already knew. I just wish I could see...

"WHO'S READY TO GET FUCKED UP?" When I saw that he was holding a bong, I realized how unprepared I was for this. I hadn't ever smoked weed before, or tried any drugs. My parents would've shit a brick if they ever found out. But I promised Jimmy I wouldn't freak out about anything.

Just play it cool Mari, you can handle this, I thought. So, here goes nothing.

About 30 minutes later, I was higher than heaven and was loving every fucking second of it. I laughed at every random thing, and even got up and danced when Brian played a guitar solo. It was the most fun I had ever had.

But as the night wore on, slowly everyone got tired and one-by-one went to their bunks to sleep. Eventually, only me and Jimmy were awake, (or so I thought).

"So, did you have a good time?"

"Yeah, I did. To be honest, this was my first time doing drugs, and it's been a long time since I partied like this."

"Well, I wouldn't call weed a drug so much as a 'happy plant'. That's what Zacky calls it at least. And you can hold your alcohol well enough."

"I still can't believe I'm doing this though. We only knew each other a day, and now I'm acting like I've known you forever. It's just, to be completely james with you, I only agreed to come because my parents were stressing me out. I felt like I needed a release, so I just up and left." I looked into his eyes and could see something there that wasn't there before. A certain realization, and it didn't look good. Did I... make him angry?

"Well, I guess I wasn't totally honest either." He looked down at me, and guess he saw that same realization bloom in my eyes too. We both had our reasons for doing this, and not because of love.

"Maybe there's something still there, we just need to open it up again." He smiled and pulled me into his lap, wrapping his arms around my waist. I rubbed his wrist thoughtfully.

The tattoo was still there, the one that bound us together. It was the only reason I believed that we could somehow dig up our buried affection. How could one little mark mean so much?

Thinking about all this made my stomach shiver and knew I was about to hurl. I threw myself at the trash can, barely in time. Jimmy chuckled as I released the contents of my stomach into the plastic bin.

"Oh, shut the hell up." I said playfully, and spit the rest of the bile out of my mouth. He helped me to my feet and brought me into the bathroom to brush my teeth.

"So... there is only one bunk left, and it would suck if you had to sleep on the ground." I rinsed of my toothbrush and looked behind me, at the handsome man in the doorway. His rippling muscles seemed to expand in nervousness, and his tattoos exposed the sweat and paleness of his skin.

I was sure I didnt look any better than him though. The rational side of my brain was screaming no, but the wild side dared me, taunted me, enticed me. But, no matter how much my wild side wanted it, rationality won over.

"Not tonight babe. We just... aren't quite there yet."

"Ok, I understand." I wrapped my arms around him and dared a kiss. It was just a quick peck, but it was enough to get him wanting more. However, I knew guys, and one thing always lead to the other with them, so I pushed him back just before our lips met.

"Goodnight." I whispered and walked away into the main compartment.

~~ Zacky's Point of Veiw~~

I watched them go into the bathroom, making the mistake of leaving the door open. I crept up and watched as Rev wrapped his arms around her, and listened as she gently refused his offer.

I don't know why, but anger rushed through my heart as I saw her kiss him. It wasn't much, just a little smooch. But it was enough to make my blood race and my eyes narrow. I never thought I could hate my best friend, especially cause of some stupid bitch he picked up on a dare.

Yet, there I was, wanting to murder him for kissing her. I quietly crept back to my bunk and thought about my uneccessary reactions.

Why did the sight of her set my heart pounding and my lungs gasping for breath? Why was it that, though I didn't know anything about her but her name, I felt like I needed her for me?

"Mari..." I whispered. I hated myself for feeling like this but nothing could stop it; I loved her. Love at first sight. Suddenly, I sat up and saw her passing by, on her way to the main compartment.

I sighed and fell back into my bunk, pulling the covers up around me. I need to stop this, cause if I don't.... I'll crash. And I won't let that happen again! I fell asleep soon to the rocking of the plane, and the thought of Mari in my head.