A/N Hello again! Enjoy this last tidbit, and again, if you hate Lisa, that's your problem, not mine.


In the view of Alex Gaskarth

I hate formal wear. Always had, always will. These stupid suits were uncomfortable and ugly, something I would never wear, unless forced. Which of course, was the only reason I was in this fucking suit in the first place. It was Jack and Grace's wedding.

The ceremony had just ended. Thank God. Everyone had moved over a building to enter the reception, where the tables were piled high with fattening foods. I resisted them and sat at a lonely table on the outskirts. I was too busy wallowing to speak with anyone.

After the big Vegas excursion, I was pretty wiped. Almost ruining my best friend's wedding was hard enough in itself, but I had consumed a lot of alcohol in the process. I wasn't going to be fully together for a while.

To make matters worse, things between Lisa and I were all too awkward. I couldn't even talk to her without freezing up. I didn't know what was wrong with me; I had never had girl problems before.

The reception slowly filled with people, all talking about the ceremony. It was just a typical service, I didn't see what was so exciting about it.

Sitting at the lonely table, I had never felt more deserted. Rian was smooching with Kara, Zack was with some short chick I hadn't quite met, and Jack and Grace were obviously canoodling. I was left to myself, no Lisa in sight. I didn't blame her. After my performance, I wasn't surprised she was ignoring me.

Jack and Grace were about to begin their first dance as a married couple. Normally, I would've been very happy for them, but deep in my cold mind, I was too fixed on myself. Typical Alex Gaskarth. Selfish.

Baby's black balloon makes her fly

I almost fell into that hole in your life

If you're not thinking 'bout tomorrow

'Cuz you were the same as me

But on your knees

The music began to play. It was the song Grace had decided on months ago; Black Balloon by the Goo Goo Dolls. The song was just barely slow enough to dance too, but from what I knew, it was meaningful. Jack took Grace and they began to sway around the room. All the guests watched with wide smiles plastered on their faces.

I continued to sit by myself as other couples joined in. All my friends were happily with their other half, leaving me. I couldn't help but pity myself.

That's when I spotted her, in a light blue satin dress, her long blond hair pulled back in a bun. Her blues eyes, enhanced by the dress, and small frame searched the room. For God knows what, I thought.

My eyes floated back to the table. My life was seriously sucking.

"Hi." a light voice said.

I slowly tilted my head upward, locking eyes with her.

"I bet you know by now that I'm Lisa." she smiled, flashing gorgeous teeth. Everything about this girl was perfect.

"Yeah." I mumbled.

"Would you like to dance?" she asked.

I tried not to laugh, "More than anything."

A/N I'm incredibly sad to see this fiction series come to an end. I honestly would LOVE to continue writing onward, but all good things must come to an end, right? I'd hate to drag out this story any longer. Thank you to those who read it from start to finish and continuously praised it. You guys rock!