A few minutes later, my eyes were as dry as a Sahara and Lauren was just stroking my hair. "Look...uh...I'm sorry...I'm just...I get really angry and I just never thought that it wasn't your fault...sorry", I mumbled, pulling away from her hug. "Awh. No don't apologize. It happens. I was so angry after my grandma died, that I broke a bookshelf and chugged down a bottle of whisky. But, I'm considering your method next time", she smiled. I looked at her confused. "Walking away with not a single fuck and eating some donuts", she chuckled. I smiled back, realizing she wasn't too bad. "So...do you need a ride home?", she asked. "Uh yeah. Just make sure that poly chic doesn't kill me", I agreed. "Dinah couldn't hurt a fly...unless the fly hurt her best friend", Lauren laughed, getting up. She took my hand and let me outside. "So. Part 2 of the tour bus then?", she asked softly. I nodded, following her.
A few minutes later we were facing the bus door, Lauren had just knocked on it. The door swung open, revealing a tall poly. A tall ANGRY poly. "Lauren Michelle Jauregui where the HELL have you been? We have tried calling you for an HOUR. That little brat isn't....oh...you", she shouted, trailing off after seeing me. Cue the suspenseful music. "YO, DMAC BACK OFF ON THE POOR GIRL", a voice rang through the bus. Dinah, I think, rolled her eyes subtly. "Just go with it Dinah. Be nice", Lauren sighed. Dinah gritted her teeth and stalked off. Yeesh. Talk about attitude. Lauren grabbed my hand and lead me into the bus. I let out a breath, anticipating what would happen. We walked towards the back area where I had come before. This time, the rest of the girls were playing around it seemed. They all stopped when they noticed me in the room. I looked at all of them, getting a good look. There was a very short blonde who was beaming me. She seemed very optimistic. Then there was the dark skinned chic with blue tips. Damn. She was hot. And of course, Dinah, glaring at me. And then there was one. She had silky black hair and chocolate eyes. She seemed to be checking me out, biting her lip. I shuddered mentally. Her stare was melting me. "Guys, this is Y/N. She's the one from before", Lauren chuckled, breaking the ice. And almost as if a switch was turned on, the girls came at me. To hug me. I dunno about Dinah though. "My names Ally", the short blonde giggled, hugging me. "Names Normani. Call me Mani", the dark skinned beauty smiled. "Dinah.", Dinah stated, not even looking at me. I rolled my eyes. "My names Camila", the chocolate eyed girl said, hugging me. "Your name must be sexy", she whispered in my ear, her hands going lower, inches away from my butt. "Uh...yeah...I mean...no...my names Y/N. But Lauren already told you that didn't she", I stuttered, scratching the back of my neck. Jeez. I'm. Going. To. Die.
After half an hour of learning about the girls, Camila flirting and Dinah and I bickering, my bladder decided to butt into the convo and I found myself asking where the bathroom was. When I was finished with my business I opened the door, only to be pushed in again. Camila stood, inches away, in front of me. She had my hands pinned on the wall. Biting her lip, she let go with one hand and locked the door. "Hi...um...", I whispered as she was millimeters away from my face. "Kiss me", she mumbled. "Wha-", I started saying. But, Camila had smashed her lips onto mine instead. "I expected a little more want in that kiss. But this'll do", Camila said seductively. No. No, no, no. This isn't happppeeeennniiingggg. What do I do?
A/N k here ya go. I got over myself...yaaaay. I'll be double updating tomorrow since I was MIA for a week. Bah Felishas
