I Just Really Wanna Be With You (A Foster the People Fanfiction)

Tour Life Can Be Fun

Okay, I'm super sorry about the slow updates, guys! Finals are coming up, but thankfully my AP exams are over with. *phew* So, with all that said, I have a few more weeks of school left and then I'm off for break. That's when I can write all the time and try to get updates for all of y'all who actually read this series. I actually don't know if anyone does... I think people click on this by accident and that's why there's views lol. Anyway, I'm out!

~ B

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Everything on tour is amazing. Seeing the sights of America is so fun. I used to travel a lot with my parents, but I never saw anything quite like this. Things are just more fun with friends, I guess. The guys took me out to their favorite restaurants and to see the different sights of the towns we visited.

Today we were in Ohio at the Ohio State campus to play the show tonight. That was the one fun part about going on tour with the guys, getting the warm welcomes where ever we went. Like today it seemed like the entire campus came out and greeted us as our line of buses, cars, and trailers rolled onto campus. The guys and I were in the middle of rocking out to music when Mike called from up front. "Hey, guys look out the windows."

I turned off Mark's iPod and we all walked over to the windows. "Damn, I feel like I'm in the Hunger Games." Isom muttered as we glued our faces to the windows. I couldn't disagree with his either. I felt like I was on the train pulling up to the Capitol with everyone gathered around the road with signs welcoming us into town.

"It's my peoples!" I yelled as I saw the marching band standing in a huge group by the parking lot we were pulling into.

"How many instruments can you play now?" Mark turned to me.

"Well, I'm mainly a clarinetist, I think that's what we call ourselves, and a saxophonist, but I do know how to play pretty much all the brass instruments."

"Dang!" Mark shook his head as the guys looked at me in disbelief.

"What'd you end up marching the most?"

"Bari sax, we only had one guy marching it, so I switched."

"Aye, bari sax players unite!" Andy gave me a high five.

Cubbie rolled his eyes. "Traitor."

"I still played clarinet most of the time in concert band, Jackson said I was too valuable of a clarinet player to loose. and I can't disagree with him, I was a high chaired All-State clarinet my junior and senior years."

"No way! I wasn't even that good!" Cubbie shook his head.

"Admit it, you can't be the best at everything." I giggled.

"Okay, whatever." Cubbie rolled his eyes.

"Okay, break it up." Andy stepped between Cubbie and me. "No need to fight."

"I know, and we weren't." I shook my head.

"I'm out, see you, losers!" Mark jumped out of the bus, followed by the rest of us.

I ended up burrowing one of all the brass instruments from the band to prove to the guys that I could play them. They were especially surprised that I could even support a sousaphone by myself. "Guys, both my marching and concert baris were heavier than this! This weighs about as much as a normal tuba and those barely weight anything." I rolled my eyes and wiped out the mouthpiece before I gave it back to the guy I had taken it from.

"I can second that." Andy raised his hand and the bari players in the band nodded.

"Okay, enough with this." Ponsi stopped us.