DISLCAIMER: The new band name is Reckless Abandon ... yes i am aware there is a blink 182 song called that so i guess they technically own the name in a way so i thought i would put this up to say that

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I found myself sitting in a booth mashed between Brandon Evans and his drummer, to whom I had no clue as to what his name was. The waitress gave us a funny look as we ordered, probably because Reckless Abandon was pretty infamous or maybe because there were five extremely attractive guys squished together with one startled looking girl, but whatever the reason she ended up flirting with Brandon. Finally I snapped, “Please, I just want some pancakes.” And the waitress looked a little huffy but immediately stomped off in the other direction.

“Rude much?” Brandon said turning to me with a smirk on his face.

“Hey now!” I said affronted, “If I am being dragged off to Perkins by strangers I expect food of some sort!”

“What do you mean strangers?” He asked looking confused

“Well, I didn’t know you until tonight,” I stated fake smiling up at him.

“But you did know of us,” Brandon said matter-of-factly.

“Actually I didn’t,” I answered my face set in a smug expression.

“WHAT?!” All five of them said at once. I shrugged my shoulders and went back to twiddling my thumbs. “You mean to tell me that you…” One of them started.

“Have never heard of us….” Another Continued.

“Before you went to the concert and…” The next one interrupted.

“That you were really…” The one to my right, the drummer, said.

“Only there to see that Quietdrive band?” Brandon finished off their little sentence game.

“Uh?!” I said confused and a little dizzy. “Yah?”

“So you were really only there to see Quietdrive. You really are a fan girl of Kevin Truckenmiller’s?” Brandon asked looking a little bit appalled.

“Yah, but I’m not a fan girl!” I said still trying to make sense off their five-part sentence.

Brandon snorted, “Sure because you didn’t desperately crawl through my legs just to get a good look at him?”

I frowned, “Well you do make it sound sort of groupie-esque, but you were blocking my view and I had no other choice.”

“Wait you were the one that crawled through his legs?” One of the band members questioned.

I nodded, “Didn’t he tell you who I was at all? I mean clearly we don’t know each other but why did you think I was here?” They all exchanged looks and I began to realize what they were thinking, “NO WAY!” I shouted, “There is NO WAY I WOULD EVER SLEEP WITH HIM!”

“We just assumed…”

“What’s so wrong with me?” Brandon exclaimed.

“Since he brought you here…”

“NOPE!” I answered. “Besides Kevin Truckenmiller is much more attractive than him.” I said pointing mockingly at Brandon.

“Holy shit Brandon! You brought another band’s groupie with you?!” The brown haired member laughed.

“I didn’t know. I swear I just thought she liked them I didn’t know. I guess I should’ve guessed what with the whole god thing and all.” Brandon said muttering more to himself than anyone else.

“You heard that?” I said at the same time as the drummer questioned, “What God thing?”

“She said something about the god, and I just assumed she was religious or some weird cult or something.” He ran a hand through his hair, “You were referring to Kevin Truckenmiller right?”

“Uh,” I answered blankly.

“Oh god. I PICKED UP ANOTHER BANDS GROUPIE!” He shouted to nobody in particular.

“I’m not a groupie!”

“This has been a bad week for you man. I mean first the…”

“I mean I think he’s one of the most attractive people out there besides Jude Law and…”

“Middle aged woman that looked like she was twenty, then…”

“Brad Pitt…”

“The really, really hot cross dresser…”

“Cross dresser. Wait? WHAT?” I stopped our little rant, “What happened with a cross dresser?” I questioned eagerly.

The drummer laughed, “Well Brandon here saw this hot girl in a club sometime last week right? Even I got to admit she was fine as hell. He walks over to her looks her up and down, and decides to go for it. Until, she starts up in this deep voice and we think okay maybe she’s butch right? But, that is until she asks us to go to this club with her and of coarse we agree. And the club has male strippers, I think that’s when we realized that Brandon had been hitting on a man.” I was crying with laughter. Seriously, there were tears running down my cheeks.

“Guys really it’s not that funny,” Brandon said attempting to get back some of his dignity.

“Man, it totally is,” A band member said in between laughs.

Once our laughter died down the drummer once again turned towards me, “So groupie of Quietdrive?”

“I’m not…”

“A groupie, ya, we heard. So you really have never heard of us then?” I nodded my head. “And I thought we had a big following up here in the good ol’ Midwest.” I shrugged. “You really crawled through his legs?”

“Yah but, I have always wanted to be front row and I was so close. Plus he is like way taller than me to begin with and I couldn’t see around him.” I said quickly.

“Well, even though you aren’t our fan girl you might as well give us your name.” Another band member said from my left.

“Charlotte,” I answered.

Brandon tilted his head sideways and looked at me, “Fits.” He answered smoothly. “That’s Petey, he’s our drummer; Greg, he’s got base guitar; Daniel; deals mostly with keyboards but occasionally will pull out a guitar; Sam; he’s got lead guitar; and then there’s me.” He finished off pointing to eat guy in turn.

“You?” I questioned.

“Me.” He answered arrogantly not even asking if I knew his name.

“So you really have never heard of us, because we’re kind of a big deal down on the coast.” Petey said questioning me. But fortunately before I had a chance to answer my pancakes came.

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