PAINTINGS IN GREY, jaime preciado

Chapter 2 | "HIS NAME IS VIC"

A/N: we're pretending Selfish Machines was released sometime before the summer of 2010.

CHAPTER 2 | "HIS NAME IS VIC"

"Oh shit!" Yelled the voice of Ryan. The band decided to pack their stuff and spend the night at Ryan and Nova's house the night before leaving for warped tour, so there'd be a less chance of being late- but as you can see, that obviously didn't help.

"Shit, the bus will be here in twenty minutes!"

And thus begun the chaos that was Resurrecting Flames.

"Nova! Hurry up! Ugh!" Johnnie yelled as he banged on the bathroom door. "Fuck off Johnnie!" Nova shouted as she jumped on one leg while pulling the other through her skinny black jeans.

"There." She mumbled as she walked out of the bathroom with a scowl on her face. "Finally." Johnnie scoffed as he ran into the small bathroom.

"Okay, guys Layla said that the bus is about to pull up and she's already in it." Ryan informed as he flopped himself onto the couch, letting out a breath. Nova sat beside him, both of their bags and suitcases lying around them. Jenny was stood leaning against the wall, and Johnnie was sat on the floor.

"Wait...where's Steven?" Ryan asked. They all looked between each other with fear sketched onto their faces. "Shit, we left him outside!" Nova yelled, abruptly getting up.

Now, you might be asking, why the hell is Steven outside, and what do you mean they left him? Well, let's just say...last night was kind of crazy. There was a LOT of alcohol involved. Hey- you can't blame them, it was the night before going on warped tour for their first time!

Quickly- and worriedly -the four bandmates rushed outside of the apartment and ran to the bushes, where laid their fifth bandmate, who was slumped onto the ground, a moustache drawn from sharpie above his lips, and dried slobber on his chin.

"Steven! Buddy, get up! The van will be here any moment!" Johnnie yelled as he shook the sleeping boy on the ground. Steven let out zombie-like noises, obviously still asleep.

"Steven! Get the fuck up before I set your guitar on fire!" Nova yelled as she shoved the boy harshly, very impatiently. Steven flew up. "Don't you lay a hand on my baby!" He yelled as he turned to glare at the dirty blonde haired girl. She smirked at him, "come on babe, the van is about to be here."

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Once the van arrived and all the bags (and band members) were on the bus they took off to their first destination, Carson California. Which was pretty far, since they all lived in Minneapolis, Minnesota.

The ride there was spent with video games, pizza, Mountain Dew, and fighting. Along with the casual guitar/bass playing, or for Nova, singing.

"Just one more hour until we're there!" Layla squealed from the drivers seat. Steven laughed at her excitement, "I think you're more excited than us." He said with a chuckle. Layla rolled her eyes with a smile. "Well, maybe not more, but I really am proud of you guys. You've came a long way." She said with a proud smile. "Aww, thanks Layla bear." Nova cooed with a smile while Ryan leaned over and pinched her cheeks, which caused her to swat him away with an annoyed look.