What the hell? Alan thinks, puzzled by her sudden change in attitude. He looks over to Austin and his best friend just shrugs, giving him a go-for-it look. He slides his hands slowly onto her waist and she just keeps talking to Jaime about what song they should all play next.

“Oh, I know!” She bolts up from his grasp and Alan can’t help but feel a little deflated.

“We should play ‘Time of Your Life’ by Green Day!” The guys all cheer and Alan is passed back his guitar. He messes up the intro a couple of times but eventually gets it.

“Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why.
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end that's right,
I hope you had the time of your life.”

He glances up as Presley harmonizes with Vic and Aaron, the three creating a beautiful melody.

She really is gorgeous, he thinks, the purple hair suits her somehow. And she’s so tiny! There’s no way she weighs more than a hundred pounds. And as the hem of the tank top she’s wearing slips up, another thought crosses his mind.

Are those scars? Horizontal little lines mar her pale skin and he tries not to fumble with the guitar in horror. Why? Why would she do that to herself?

The group finishes their song and are applauded. Alan applauds as well, even though his relaxed attitude is no more.

He gently grabs Presley’s wrist and whispers, “Can we go talk in private?” She nods hesitantly, and the pair walk back towards her van, ignoring the cat calls and whistles that follow.

“So what did you need, Allycat?” He tugs her shorts down just a tiny bit and panic fills her eyes as he asks the one question she can never answer.

“Why?”

“I’m gonna go check on those two.” Sage announces a minute later, getting up from Vic’s lap.

“Be back soon.” She smiles as she leans in to peck Vic’s lips. “I will.”

Sage hums to herself during the short walk to the van, happy that everything was going so well tonight. That is, until she peers through the window into the vehicle.

Notes

Uh oh. What do you think happened? (By the way, it would be totally cool if you wold go check out my other story, Memories. That was so not shameless self promotion, psh, what are you talking about?)