Chapter 5

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Gianna's POV


I feel my phone buzz in the back pocket of my black skinny jeans. I check my phone to see that Brass texted me. I don't have message previews on so I unlock my phone and see what he texted me about.

(A/N BOLD IS BRASS ITALICS IS GIANNA)

"Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to go on that tour tomorrow?"

I giggle, silently as I'm still in the car with my brother and type my response as "Of course! Where would I meet you and what time?"

I feel my phone buzz in my hands, God, this boy was a fast texter. I could get used to this.

"Hmmmmm I was thinking maybe at the MSG training center? I could ask your brother to drop you off at like noon, if you're alright with that?"

"I wouldn't suggest texting my brother right now, he's driving and Step has his phone........... I'll ask him, hold on."

"Ryyyyyyyyyyaaaannnnnnnn!" I groan from the back seat of the car.

"Whaaattttt?" he groans back from the driver's seat of Step's car.

"Can I go on a tour of the city with Brass tomorrow at noon?" I ask him, fearing the worst.

I see him pondering it through the rear view mirror. I prepare myself for the worst.

"I don't see why not, I mean it would be good for her to have more friends than just us in the organization and the city, know what I mean?" I hear Derek pipe up. Ryan ALWAYS agrees with Step when it comes to me.

"I don't see why not," Ryan says, reluctantly.

"Yay! Thank you!" I say leaning forward to hug Step around the back of the passenger seat. I would hug my own brother but he's kinda driving so that doesn't work.

"Where do you need to meet Brass or is he coming to pick you up?" Step asks, his brotherly side shining through.

"He asked if I could meet him at the MSG training center at noon." I tell him, again, fearing the worst.

"That's no problem! Do you want me to bring you there?" Step asks, completely ignoring my own brother's protests.

"I kinda think Ry wants to bring me but I don't want him forcing the fear of God into Brass anymore than he does already, so yes please!" I tell Step, chuckling.

"I just asked them and Step pulled through and convinced Ry to let me go and he's gonna drive me there so Ry doesn't force the fear of God into you anymore than he already does. I can go tomorrow. What should I bring?"

"Erm..... Bring a phone charger, we're gonna be out all day. If you want to, you can bring your camera since Mac never shuts up about how much you love photography. Make sure you bring a bag for stuff that we get and stuff I ask you to bring. Oh and don't bring any money, I'm treating you to everything tomorrow. Oh and ask what time you need to be back home, I don't want to keep you out too late."

"Steppppppp!" I groan from the back seat again.

"Giiiiiiiiiiaaaannnnaaa!" Step groans back.

"What time do I need to be back? Derick wants to know." I ask Step, who I'm pretty sure is more reasonable than my own brother.

"Hmmmm. What did he plan on doing?" he asks.

"I have no idea. All he told me is that we were gonna be out all day tomorrow and he didn't tell me anything else." I tell him.

"Well, since I'm pretty sure you left some clothes at my apartment, I'm guessing that you're staying with me until Ryan and Kaylee clean up the guest room, which should only be a couple of days, so I'd say you should be back no later than 11pm." Step says, while my brother shoots eye daggers at him.

"Thanks Der!" I say, hugging him around the passenger seat, again.

"Step said no later than 11pm because I'm staying with him and Stephanie for a couple of days until Ry and Kaylee clean up my room at the house."

"That's actually perfect because I wanted to bring you somewhere with a really pretty view of the NYC skyline at night. Oh and I'm gonna bring you a sweater so don't worry about that either. If you have skates, can you bring them? Make sure you have a pair of sweats and whatever you need for you camera in your bag."

"Sounds good to me! I have skates so I'll bring them too. Anything else I should bring?"

"Anything else that you think you'd need, I guess. Definitely bring sunglasses. That's something that you're gonna need tomorrow."

"Alrighty, whatever else I feel like I need, I'll just toss in. Thanks!"

"Why are you thanking me?"

"You don't need to take time to give me a tour of the city. I'd eventually figure it out."

"It's no problem, honestly. I'm honored that you're actually going with me."

"You have only known me for a few hours, why are you being so nice to me? No one has ever been this nice to me, ever."

"I don't see why not. You're an amazing girl."

"Merci, (:"

"Tu parle français?"

"Only a little bit, it was the language I took in high school."

"Ah I see :P"

"I swear to God, if my brother changes the radio station again, there will be a fight in this car."

"Oh Lord, both McDonaghs fighting would certainly be something to see."

"Especially since I was a fighter when I played, that would be something."

"You played hockey? I feel so stupid for having to ask."

"Don't feel stupid, and yeah I did, for a few years. But I gave it up to be able to pursue photography."

"I understand. So you played recreational?"

"Yep."

"Gi, we're here." I hear Ry say, taking the keys out of the ignition.

"I know, I know. I'm getting up." I say, sarcastically.

Brass and I continue talking about more or less anything that comes to mind. After a few hours, I check the time to see that it's 2:37am.

"I think we should both get some sleep. We're gonna have a big day tomorrow."

"That's actually a good idea. Goodnight Gianna :)"

"Goodnight Derick (:"


A/N Hey guys!!!! I'm getting my braces off today :)))))))))))))))))) If the French translation is wrong, please feel free to correct me because I had to use translator because I don't speak French, sadly. But anyway, give me your feedback and the usual stuff. I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Byeeeeeeeeee


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