• Friends


    "Hi! I'm Elodie! Elodie Supter. This is my video diary for my journalism class. We are supposed to interview people, ourselves included, and hand the tape in. From there someone else writes a story about one person from the tape. Pretty cool."

    I shut off the camera after my little intro and walked around, trying to find my best friends. They had to be the first to interview.

    I walked towards our favorite tree, and low and behold, there they were. I walked up to Johnny, the camera on and shushed the guys. I put on my best interviewer voice and said, "So, Mr. Seward, any love intrests?"

    Johnny literally jumped a foot and spun around. He shot a glare at me and waved to the camera.

    "Elodie, no interviews, we told you that the day you told us about the project three weeks ago," Matt said. I gave them the best puppy dog pout I could muster at the time and sighed.

    "Fine, I'll fail my project. I'll see you guys later." For more effect I sighed again, and walked off with my head low.

    I didn't hear anything as I walked away. Usually the guys follow me, begging me to forgive them and offer to do what I asked them to in the first place. Not this time I guess. Not this time.

    Johnny's POV

    I watched Elodie walk away. She looked so sad. I wanted to run after her but the guys held me back. We just didn't know that she would leave us all behind; forget about us.

    I wish I had helped her.


    Enemies


    When I walked away from the guys that day, I lost my best friends. It's been three years since that day. I now live in Kansas with my roommate/best friend Sam. I missed the guys, but they left me. There is nothing I can do about it.

    Currently I'm a magazine editor and interviewer. Even though I failed the journalism project, I still got into this field. I guess I loved it too much to give it up.

    Anyway, Sam knows about my past, she also has a surprise for me when I get home. Sam was also my boss at the magazine I worked for. She was great, giving me concerts to go to and interview the bands and roadies and random fans. She’s done that maybe 20 times, all awesome bands and all jobs that other people wanted. They think she is an unfair boss, but she has proven that wrong.

    It was a My Chemical Romance Concert. Sam had put me and another girl, Carmi, on the story to prove I was the best for the job and that it wasn’t favoritism.

    Flashback

    I showed up to the concert two hours early. I wanted to talk to the dedicated fans first, then make my way back stage and speak to the band and roadies. The first fan I saw was a girl in tight pants, a The Used hoodie, and an MCR merch shirt.

    I walked up to her and we started talking. I asked her who her favorite member was, why he was, what her favorite song was, if she thought they were emo, the normal questions. She answered them all honestly. I got her name and a quote and walked off.

    I found three other fans and asked them the same questions. Then I finally made my way backstage.

    I talked to half the roadies before making my way towards the band’s room. I walked in as Carmi was getting escorted roughly out. I shook my head an made a smile grace my lips as I walked through the door.

    I met the band, watched their set, and wrote a kick a** story. As well as found out why Carmi was kicked out. She had gone as far as to make out with three of the members. Needless to say, no one thinks Sam picks me out of favoritism and Carmi was fired.

    Back to the present, I was almost home when my phone did Sam's special ringtone, Burn it Down by Avenged Sevenfold. Yes, I knew the guys made it big and forgot all about me, for which I hate all of them.

    I find that they are my enemies, not ex-friends. Johnny the worst of the five. He was supposed to be my rock. The thing that kept me grounded. Well, he's gone and I've flown away.


    Lovers


    I answered my phone. Sam was yelling at me to hurry up or I don't get my surprise. I told her I was just now pulling into the parking lot of our apartment and I'd be right up. Then, I hung up on her.

    I climbed up the stairs and walked into our room. Sam was sitting on the couch looking angry. I sat next to her, all ready to apologize when she looked at me, smile on her face.

    “Guess what concert you’re going to Elodie!” She exclaimed.

    “I dunno. Fall Out Boy?”

    “No, Avenged Sevenfold!”

    “No, I’m not going. Sam, I can’t face them. It’s been to long. I hate them. They are my enemies, childish, but I would write a completely biased report about what jerks they are. I’m so not fit for this job with my hatred toward them, sorry Sam.”

    “You hate us?” I heard a small, sad voice ask. I turned to see Johnny there, with the rest of the guys.

    I felt butterflies in my stomach and a tug on my heart at the sight of them.

    “Yes, you guys left me, made me fail on a project because I was too depressed to interview anyone. You left me in my time of need, and I hate all of you for it.”

    “Elodie,” Matt stepped up, “It isn’t our fault. We told you we didn’t want to get interviewed three weeks in advance. You could have found some other people to interview.”

    “Why didn’t you want to help me? You famous now and are getting interview like crazy, but you couldn’t get interview by your former best friend. And you know what’s really sad? I was gonna interview each of you about your band. You views on it. But no, you guys were too good to help your best friend. It doesn’t matter now though. I’ve given up anyway.”

    “Elodie, I’m sorry. I wanted to help you! I really did, but we had already told you no. He thought you had more interesting people to interview. Hell, hobo’s are more interesting then us. You have to understand, I’ve killed myself over this issue. Please, forgive us.”

    I wanted to believe them, but I couldn’t. Not after what they did. Nothing could make me believe anything they said. Unless, Sam backs them up, then maybe.

    “Elodie, get over it, it was three years ago. You need to forgive and forget because if you don’t you’re giving up on five great guys,” Sam was practically in my face saying this. She’s right; just get over it, Elodie.

    “Fine, whatever.” I looked up to see the guys all smiling. I could see a plan forming in each of their minds. The next thing I know, I’m being tackled to the floor with a thud.

    I look to see all of them on top of me, with Johnny on the bottom. He’s face to face with me. I can feel his breath on my lips.

    “Hey,” he breathed.

    I merely shook my head at him and peck his lips quickly.

    “EW!” The guys and Sam exclaimed.

    “Great, now they’re lovers again.” Zacky mumbled yelled.

    Johnny looked to me and asked with his eyes for conformation. I nodded and he grinned, kissing me again.