Chapter Three~
"Yo, muhfucka, get your ass up! We gotta go!"
Someone started shaking me. I wake up and look around. Colson is on his hands and knees hovering over me.
"How did you get in here? How do you know where I live?"
"Good morning to you too," he saids laughing and laying next to me. "Last night, after we all got done hanging out and you decided to go home to pack, I came with you and just crashed here."
"Ohhh yeah. I remember. Wait, what time is it?"
He looks at his phone. "Oh shit, man. We gotta haul ass and get on that bus. Grab your shit and come on!" He says grabbing my wrist and pulling me off the bed.
He grabs two suitcases and I grab my last one, we run out of the apartment, dragging the suitcases behind us.
"I can't believe I'm going out in public looking like this," I say trying to keep up with him. "Slow down speed racer!"
"I can't slow down," he says not even looking back at me, "We have to be to the bus in less than five minutes.
"Shit, where the fuck are we?" He asks suddenly stopping. I run into him.
"Whoa, watch where your going young one," he says looking down at me.
"I'm only three years younger than you." I state. Then I push him, "come on, I know where we are. The bus should be around the corner."
We quickly walk around the corner and sure enough, there's the bus.
"I'm glad you know your way around," Colson says as he tries to open the door on the bus, "damnit. It's locked. DUBO! SLIM!" He bangs on the door.
A couple seconds later, a sleepy Dre comes to the door. We he sees us a small smirk forms on his lips.
"And where were you two all night?"
"Shut up," I say and push past him. I heard Dre whisper to Colson.
"Dude, did you get it in?"
"Nah man," Colson says and laughs. "Wait, why Is she here?" Dre asks.
"She's coming on tour with us." Colson shrugs.
Dre looks at him likes he's stupid, "You just met her, man."
"I know," Colson says sitting on the couch. I was looking around in the kitchen part of the bus.
"But, she's got something special. Man, you shoulda heard her sing last night."
"How was it?" Dre asks.
"I don't think I've ever heard a voice like that." Colson says in awe.
"Is that good or bad?"
"Clearly it's a good thing ya dumbfuck," Colson laughs, "that's why she's coming on tour."
I smile, he's so nice. Well, hypothetically speaking.
I walk back into the living room space. "So where are we going first?"
"Maryland," Colson says after taking a big drag from his cigarette.
"That's a really random state to go to," I say. Colson just shrugs.
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"So what'd you think of the show tonight?" Colson asks as we're all walking back onto the bus.
"It was pretty sick, I've never seen anything like it. That's for sure." I say.
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Roman pour AdolescentsMoving to New York to pursue her dream of becoming a famous songwriter, Presley Miner finds her self lost, alone, desperate, and broke. Through a twist of fate, the shy, innocent Presley lands a job as a sound technician backstage at the hottest nig...