You Don't Care About Us.

Loaded Gun.

"So what exactly were you thinking?"

"Well, I was thinking of sending you off for the remaining months, four to be exact, and finish up the tour with them. Um, all expenses will be fully paid by us, so don't worry about hotel rooms and food orders." he said looking through scattered paper.

"And uhh, sir? Were will I be staying at? You know, bus terms?"

"Oh! With the crew. They have their own seperate bus, especially with this big festival. If there's not much space, then someone will bunk with the band, but I highly doubt that will happen."

She sat there, going over the said information in her head. She made a list to do and buy before her departure. "When do I leave?"

Her boss, Mr. Ron, looked at his calendar. Using his finger to scan over the wide page until it came to a stop. "I say about three weeks. I'll call you in a day or so before you leave and tell you where you need to go and what time you have to be there for the departure. Also, it's best if you fix your passport and other necessities before you leave. Make sure you're in the clear."

She nodded even though she didn't need to do anything. She had returned from a trip not too long ago, that's when she met Brian.

Oh crap! Brian!

"Sir, if that's all, can I be excused? I need to pick someone up from the airport." she asked looking at him as he wrote down notes.

He nodded, using his hand to wave her away. She gathered her belongings and exited the room. She let out a sigh, gaining Daniel's attention.

"So.... Fired or nahh?" he asked.

When Emilia was called into her boss's office, her and Daniel thought the worst. No one was allowed in his office, not even for a job interview. The only times you ever saw Mr. Ron was to get fired.

This was Emilia's first time meeting him and she was surprisingly calm. She didn't feel nervouse and unwelcomed as most seem to say. She wasn't fired either, a plus on her side.

"No, I got a job offer for four months. I need to go, I'll see you later." she said shaking her head. She rushed out the room as Daniel was faintly heard as he bid her goodbye.

When she finally got to the airport, she rushed to the pickup area and searched around for a lanky pale boy. She was becoming worried that she didn't catch him in time.

Emilia's eyes searched until a petite woman caight her attention. She was short, around five feet, with glittery purple lipstick and shades hiding her eyes. Her hair was parted in the middle, black as her nails. She wore a dress, a naby blue dress with white lining. Her shoes were old sneakers, tattered up, and the discolored black turning into an ugly green.

She walked near Emilia with her luggage behind her. Two men stood behind the lady along with their luggage too. Emilia looked away, remembering that staring at someone could be taken negatively.

Brian where the fuck are you?!

Her eyes scanned again until she heard the lady speak up. "Are you lost, sweetheart?"

She ignored it, in case it wasn't directed towards her. "Madame?" She felt a tug on her shoulder, pulling part of her patched vest downwards gently.

Emilia turned and smiled kindly at the lady. She avoided the stares the two men were giving her behind the lady.

Is she famous?

"Oh, um, sorry, no. I'm here to pick up a friend. I think I arrived a little to late." she said looking away from the shaded eyes and out towards the pouring people.

"Such a shame. You can't even recognise your best friend. Either my attempt to pass as a women worked, or you just never really took notice of me."

With that, Emilia turned and screeched as Brian took off the shades. She smiled wide and attacked him with kisses and a huge warm hug.

" Oh my god, how the hell did you change your look with a month?! How- I-.... Holy fuck!" she exclaimed looking over him.

He smiled, checking her out. "I wanted to experiment and male a statement."

She grabbed one of his suitcases, "well, for the record, you make a very, very hot women." she winked at him, making him giggle.

"I see the tables have turned in the dating era, as much as I like watching this, I want to go home." said the tall man.

He wore tight jeans and a gray turtleneck sweater. He was very skinny, with his ears pierced and his lips glossed. He was attractive, but his vibe came off as a gay diva.

"Oh, Milly, this is Stefan and Steve. They're two-thirds of the band." Brian said quickly after realising they never met each other.

"Drummer extraordinar," said the average hieght man. He seemed much more normal than the other two. Simple black shirt, blue jeans, and sandals on. He had bags under his eyes and his hair was slicked back in half, "Steve, nice to meet you."

Emilia shaked his hand, smiling at him. "I'm Stefan, the bass player boy." He smiled at me, showing me his two front teeth. Brian rolled his eyes at his bandmates introductions.

"Hello, nice to meet you." she said to him. Shaking her hand, Stefan pulled her next to him and began walking, letting the other two to get his one bag.

"For the record, I knew about you," he said, "Brian loves to keep secrets, so I became Nancy Drew and figured out who you were, though I must say, you are a very hard girl to find. Not even in the yellow pages? My god." he said sighing.

She laughed at his disapproving face. "Stefan grab a taxi, they see you far much better." Brian said behind them.

Stefan nodded and sent her a wink. He lifted up his hand and waved while whistling. Soon enough, like fucking magic, a taxi appeared in front of them.

"Thanks, mate." Steve said getting in after the taxi driver put suitcases into the cars trunk.

Stefan called another, this time for just Brian and Emilia. "I'll see you later. I'm gonna go with Steve since he lives close to my parents."

Brian nodded and said hus goodbyes. Emilia got into the second taxi and waited for him to get in. The way to his home was long, but the time was used on telling her about the small tour they had in Ukraine.

"There was a man in a banana suit on the last show. It was fantastic, but you know. I missed you so I told the band 'We go back home or I quit!' and ta-da! Here we are!"

She laughed with him, hitting his arm playfully. By the time she was going to tell Brian about her upcoming tour job, they reached his house.

She paid the taxi and closed the door and trunk after Brian had gotten his stuff. They made their way through the small garden in his front lawn and walked a small hidden passge way to his door, were a surpise stood.