Rise or Crumble (Pete Davidson AU)

12.

"Colson you said we'd be sleeping in hotels when we had a night off, do you know how hard it is to do my makeup in this bathroom while you guys are running back and forth like wild animals?"  My hair was in a messy bun, pulled out of my face as I used my iPhone flashlight to make sure my foundation blended into my skin because a single dull glow from the bathroom light would surely lie to me.

He stood there with a bottle of Jack in his hand, music was blasting from somewhere on this bus, making us have to shout just to be heard.  "Do you think I enjoy sleeping in a bunk that's your size?  Management fucked up the booking, there's nothing we can do about it, but they promised it will be fixed from now on.  Quit complaining and just shut the door."

With a dirty glare I snagged the bottom from his hand and took a swig, trying to hide the gag that naturally followed.  But Colson still saw and laughed at my like a child.  "For your information the door was closed and Dom opened it to shoot me with a Nerf Gun!  I could have been naked."

The Brit appeared out of nowhere, "only in my dreams Kitty Cat!"  He teased before aiming the toy gun at me again, hitting me in the waist and running off.

It should have been annoying, all of it, the chaos, the lack of privacy but even my complaining was all in good fun.  To be honest I could see a point when I'd get sick of it.  There was routine, exactly what my psychiatrist heavily suggested but something was always going on enough to keep me on my toes.  I didn't even let myself think about the end of September, when it was all over.  And that was if I could even stay that long.  Colleges were calling my everyday looking for an answer, and the only reason my parents weren't also hounding me was because they were too nervous to add the pressure.  But that grace period had a limit and it was only a matter of time.

My brain was instilled with the idea that college was a necessity after High School.  There was never a conversation of other options, no matter what I wanted to go for, higher education would be in the picture no matter what.  I didn't mind it, I liked learning but if High School made me lose my shit, going somewhere that I knew no one in this brand new environment full of stress, was I ready for that?  Would my parents understand if I decided to take a year off, did I even want to do that?  Like I said, my thoughts refused to travel into the future but if I didn't sit down and talk about it with somebody soon, it was going to creep up and slap me in the face.  Reality, that is.

"How much longer do you need to get ready?  Give me that!"  Colson lunged for the bottle I had stolen but I kept it out of his reach long enough to take another sip before passing it back.

"Like 20 minutes if you leave me alone.  And I still have to change so tell your friends to stay the fuck out."

"Lock the door, stupid."

"That'd be a great idea...if you didn't break it two days ago.  Bye Colson!"  I pushed him back and shut the door.  I could hear him giggling on the other side, sounding much like myself.

I finished up my makeup, wearing a thick winged eyeliner and a smoky pink lip gloss Sophie convinced me to buy today.  Shopping was successful, I would say, I didn't go overboard and buy a whole new wardrobe, even though I was pressured to a couple of times.  Still, I got enough to make me excited to get ready to go out again.

Tonight I slipped on this rather skimpy, black silk dress with a heart shaped neckline that ruffled down at the top, the bottom stopped pretty much at the bottom of my butt.  Was I going to be freaking out about flashing everyone all night?  Yes.  But did I look hot?  Hopefully.  It's what was going on underneath the dress that I was most excited for.  Sophie didn't even question going into a store that solely sold bras and panties as she said that women deserved to feel beautiful in everything they wore.