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...wsing," I answered. "Oh. I'm Sarah." "I'm Joel." "And I'm wondering, where can I find the Refused CDs?" "Oh, over there, behind the posters." "Okay, thanks." He walked away, leaving me on my own. "So, when you come here, what exactly are you browsing for?" She asked, placing a bookmark into the chapter she was on. "Nothing specific. I just like spending my days looking for good bands." "Oh. That's always fun, discovering new, good bands. I like the unknown ones, bands no one has ever heard of." I nodded. "I agree those are the best." "I'm sorry for bothering you about this, but you look so familiar. Are you in a band yourself or something?" "Uh, yeah." "And that other guy's in a band with you too, huh?" "Yeah," I smiled. "Good Charlotte." "That's who it is! I knew I saw you somewhere. I always go to your guys' show when you come to town. You're great live." I was shocked. She actually likes the band. "Thanks." I heard the ring of the door chime as someone came in. I glimpsed over and saw a young woman walking to the counter. Sarah looked irritated at the sight of her. "Hi Sarah. Who's you friend?" She grinned at me, eyeing me up and down. "Oh, Joel this is my coworker, Megan. Megan, this is Joel, a regular customer," she explained, smiling at me. That smile again… "Oh. Well Sarah, stop boring Joel and unpack these CDs, alrighty?" She smirked as she handed Sarah two cardboard boxes. "Are theses the ones I ordered?" Sarah inquired "Why the hell would I order The Smiths, Suicide Machines, The Ramones, Operations Ivy, Dashboard Confessionals, Minor Threat, Social Distortion, and God, other horrible bands? Of course their yours." She rolled her eyes and handed her the list she was reading from. "Oh, and Britney Spears, Avril, and Christina Aguilera is good music? Yeah, words like 'oh baby, please be my baby and no one else's baby' are so deep and true," she snapped back. "Well at least they don't talk about killing themselves just because their broke up with their girlfriends. I heard that damn Dashboard Confessional CD in your player. That's really uplifting Sarah." "You wouldn't understand. You have a different guy every single night." "At least I have a life. You haven't had a date in years!" "Cause I don't need a guy to depend on or make me happy. Now excuse me, but I have to get home. Bye Joel, see you tomorrow." She smiled and waved, finalized the conversation. She left out the front door. "Sorry about that, she's always PMSing," Megan turned back to me, smiling like nothing had happened. "She's a hood rat who needs an attitude adjustment." I laughed slightly. "Well, I had better get going too. Bye." I walked over to Paul. "Ready to go?" "Yeah, come on." He purchased his CDs and we left. "It was hilarious! Joel is in love with this girl, and I had to practically drag him to the counter so he could talk to her," Paul explained to Benji and Billy as we stood on the stage, practicing. "Tattoos and piercings?" Benji asked, desperately wanting a description. "Yeah." "What music does she like?" Billy inquired, also eager to know about her. "Minor Threat, Social Distortion, and the Distillers. Numerous bands." "Is she hot?" They both said in unison. "Hell yeah!" Paul exclaimed. I laughed. " 'She's a hood rat who needs an attitude adjustment' " I quoted her coworker. "She also hates Britney and Christina," Paul added. "She's pretty much a riot girl, huh?" Billy replied. We all laughed. "Yeah." As we were talking about random stuff, Paul nudged my side once again. "What?" "Look over there by the bartender," he whispered. I gazed and sure enough, there was the young bartender talking to the Riot Girl, what we know called her. "What?" Benji asked, noticing how we weren't listening to him anymore. He followed our gazes. "Is that her?" All we could manage was a nod. She was talking hurriedly to the bartender. After a while, she kissed his cheek and walked to the back. "Is that her boyfriend?" Billy questioned, disappointed. "I guess," I answered, my heart...