Dementophobia • tyler joseph •

twenty-five // we're friends until the end

--Courtney's P.O.V--

Homesickness was something I experienced multiple times in my life. But never I have I ever experienced missing the mental hospital, but since the day at the water park a couple of weeks ago, I've found myself missing the routine of every day and the drama free life. This tour was turning out to be very stressful.

Josh and I have been very distant with each other since the kiss. It was partly because we felt awkward around each other and partly because we didn't want Tyler to jump into any conclusions, especially since he called off the wedding with Jenna. He was very stressed out and it was probably because Jenna sobbed herself to sleep every night and she still obviously hated me more than she did before. I basically ruined her entire relationship. I may have not been her biggest fan, but I wouldn't wish what she was feeling on anybody.

The negativity was very hard to handle for me, so whenever an opportunity presented itself, Pierre, David, and Hayley made sure to occupy my brain with any normal activity. Those three people could possibly be considered my best friends at the moment. I was grateful I had them. If I didn't, I probably would have left the tour the moment I figured out Tyler basically dumped Jenna.

Tyler, however, seemed to be doing okay aside from appearing slightly overwhelmed at times. That's the part that kind of scared me. If he really loved Jenna, shouldn't he be grieving more? Maybe he was, but he was doing it when nobody knew. I had no idea, but I was afraid of what was going to happen if he didn't get back together with Jenna.

Today we were in Dallas, Texas and it was finally October, my birth month. I had exactly thirty days until I turned nineteen and I was literally terrified. Getting older scared me because getting older meant that things were going to change. I was never good with any sort of change and that was one of the main reasons why this tour had been so hard for me. It wasn't something I was used to.

However, I felt like nineteen was going to be a good year. At least, I hoped.

"So where are you guys taking me today?" I asked as I plopped down onto the leather couch in front of Pierre, David, Hayley, and Taylor.

All the boys shrugged. "Ask Hayley. She's the one that set it all up."

Normally before we went out and did something, everybody had to agree on it, except for me. The point of these activities was keep to my mind off of things and to learn new skills. Everyone loved surprising me with them.

"We are going to go to this place called the Milk Barn," Hayley explained. "They offer cake baking classes and someone scheduled us in where we are the only people in the class."

Hayley seemed truely excited about this class, but the boys were the exact opposite.

"Cake baking classes?" David groaned. "Really?"

Pierre shook his head. "I can make any chicken known to man, but I never made a cake in my life."

Taylor was the most supportive. "I want to cover my face in icing."

Hayley stood up. "Quit complaining, David. The point of this is for Courtney to have fun and Pierre, the point of these classes is to learn how to make a cake. Also, Taylor can do whatever you want, just don't get us kicked out."

Honestly, this didn't seem like a bad idea to me. I've always wanted to learn how to cook more than microwave dinners and hot dogs. Maybe I could surprise my mother and Ginger with a cake that I made myself when the tour was over.

"This should be fun," I commented.

"Really?" Pierre mouthed to me when Hayley wasn't paying attention.