The Mechanic • Lauren.J

chpt. two

"Heyy Lauren~~"

Lauren could feel someone was touching her face and she was pulled away from her dream and awakened by the sound of familiar voices and giggles, she tried to move her sleeping position so she could dim down the noises that were interrupting her sleep.

Though she failed to return to her wonderful dream when someone had shaken her body in such an aggressive manner that she thought they were experiencing an earthquake— she groaned and blinked her green eyes open, only to meet the dark ones which belonged to Ally.

"What the fuck—"

Lauren had not been given any time to process what was happening when she was pulled out of her bunk by both Ally and Normani and she was hurried to the front part of the tour bus where she saw the rest of her two friends grinning like a Cheshire cat at her— she was then pushed into the toilet.

"Wait what time is it? What's happening?"

"Not now, Lauren. Wash your face and brush your teeth, and put on the nicest perfume that you have." Normani instructed as she handed the Cuban a face towel before she closed the door between them, leaving Lauren as confused as she had ever been.

"Huh?" Lauren blinked at the reflection of herself in the oval mirror, what in the hell was going on? Why was everyone seemed... odd?

Though she did not think of it much and did what she was asked to by Normani, all she wanted was a good sleep on the awful bed that gave her back ache— she could not complain much though as the tour had drained her to the point she felt like she could fall asleep on anywhere, even on a rock.

Lauren had washed her face and brushed her teeth, she scraped her tongue like she usually would do in the morning and put on sunscreen before applying the eyeliner and lipstick on her face and spraying perfume on several spots. The Cuban girl was not much of a makeup person but she would rather look fresh and ready-for-the-day than look slumberous.

"Alright, what's going on guys? Why are we in a rush? What time is it right now?" She asked once she stepped out of the small toilet room.

She watched as Camila prepared a sandwich in the kitchen space and it was not just a normal sandwich but her best sandwich that she would make for special occasions, and Dinah was preparing a cup of coffee next to her.

"It's two forty-five." Ally Brooke answered her casually as she walked past her and towards the two girls in the kitchen area—Lauren hoped that she was kidding but when she turned to the clock in the living space on the bus, she was surprised and confused as to why the girls were still up in this hour and why were they busied making a sandwich...?

Normani then received the sandwich and the coffee, and handed over the plate and the cup to the dumbstruck Lauren. "...and you're going to give these to our mechanic back there."

"Wait what—"

"She has been working on the bus ever since she got here and she has never eaten anything. We're sure she would appreciate having something to eat." Ally said and Lauren noticed that all four of them had the same knowing look— one that she did not recognize, what were they up to?

The older Cuban girl looked down at the small plate and the cup in her hands, the gears in her head started to rotate though she turned to look back at her friends with a raised eyebrow. "Alright, but why bother waking me up? Any of you guys can give these to her."

Camila shrugged and was about to comment something but was interrupted by Dinah who had shoved Lauren out of the tour bus, the girl giggled when she watched the tallest girl close the door between them. Lauren's frightened yet baffled face was hilarious.