Say Please (Jardougall)

before

I wake up to a stampede of grown man footsteps running up and down the bus.
"JEN, TELL MATTY HES OUT. I SHOT HIM FIRST." Whak whines outside my bunk.
You wouldn't think that a group of grown men would still to this day enjoy having nerf gun fights during their downtime, but leave it to my band to prove you wrong.
"how about you're all out and I get a moment of silence to get myself ready for tonight," I mumble to myself as I meander to the cramped tour bus bathroom, straightener in one hand, change of clothes in the other. Tonight's the beginning of a tour headlined by All Time Low, with my band Tonight Alive and We Are The In Crowd as the supporting acts. I couldn't be more excited, getting back on the road after months (which in actuality felt like centuries) of not touring. The guys and I are great friends with All Time Low, they're so fun and every times a good time with them. I've never met any of the we are the in crowd members before, although I've seen pictures of the lead singer Tay on tumblr before and boy... the things I'd do to her. (sorry, gotta be honest)
Hopefully being on tour with another girl will be... eventful. I can only hope, my miserable love life is something I try my best to hide. I've been 110% gay since I can remember, my school girl crushes never developing into something more.
After I straighten my hair I put on the clothes I not-so-carefully selected for tonight, I'm pretty lucky they even match. I slip on a green and dark blue flannel and button it, along with black skinny jeans and old school vans, carefully fixing my hair again and again. I've never been one to obsess over my appearance but why not try my best and make a good first impression? I carefully slip out of the bathroom, trying my best not to let the boys see me leave the bus, I'm really not trying to have company on this little "errand". Since it's a party tonight... and it's all time low, I figured bringing alcohol to share would be a nice thing to do. I pick up a personal favorite, Jack Daniels, and a few various other hard drinks (it's gonna be that kind of party). And what's a party without something to ease the tension? I quickly gather the bottles, and on my way up to the register I run straight into the most gorgeous girl I've ever laid my eyes on. I drop all but the whiskey and the glass shatters across the grungy liquor store floor, but I could care less. I can't keep my eyes off her, and in the midst of my haze I manage to squeeze out an apology.
"oh shit... I'm... I'm so sorry I-I didn't mean to-" I stutter out awkwardly, trying my best not to slip in the alcohol and clean things up.
"No no, don't worry about it! No harm done, haha" mystery woman confidently says.
Wow, I couldn't be more uncomfortable, being the clumsiest I've ever been in front of the most stunning woman I've ever laid my eyes on. My eyes flicker to the patch on her cut off jean jacket, a series of letters that spell WATIC. Doesn't ring a bell. I manage to escape that awkward situation as quickly as possible, paying for what's left of the booze and walking back to the bus.