Greyson Chance: My Sister's Tour Mate

Chapter 9: The Concert Part 1

I woke up on the floor of Greyson's room. I heard the shower running in his bathroom. I stood up and went to my room. I peeked my head into Esther's room, she was still asleep. I went to my bathroom and started getting ready. I put my favorite pair of leggings on and my flowy Glee shirt on over a pink tank top. After 30 minutes I came out of the bathroom and saw Esther running at me at full speed. She knocked me over as she ran past me to get into the bathroom.

"I gotta get ready!" Esther said as she started throwing pencils and eyeshadow palettes onto the counter.

"Why, I thought we didn't have to be at the concert until 4 o'clock." I said picking up her back-up mascaras off the floor. I closed the lid to the toilet, I don't want a repeat of yesterday.

"My manager just texted me and apparently they've been having problems with the stage the past few shows at the concert hall. So they want us to be there at 2." Esther said applying foundation to her face.

"What time is it right now?" I asked.

" It's 1:15! They'll serve us lunch there. Are you ready?" She said. She was getting flustered.

"Yeah, I'm ready. Does Greyson know we have to leave early?" I asked.

"No, can you go tell him?" She said.

"Yeah, and don't worry. You don't focus well when you're freaking out." I said leaving the bathroom.

"That's easy for you to say, you're not the one singing." She said.

When I walked into Greyson's room I could still hear the shower running. I walked up to the bathroom door and knocked on it.

"Greyson?" I called through the door.

"Come in!" He said.

"I'm not coming in there! I'm not that kind of girl!" I said. 

"Sorry! Force of habit." Greyson said. He shut the water off. He opened the door and a wall of steam hit me. 

"Wow, that's a hot shower. Where are you? I can't see you. Oh my gosh!" I covered my eyes. "Please tell me you're wearing a towel." 

"Of course I am." Greyson chuckled. He took my hands off my face. "Hey, Angel." He said in a flirty voice. I let my fingers interlock with his as he held my hands. 

"Hey, Super Schwy." I replied.

"Oh my gosh. I can't believe you remember that." He chuckled.

"Esther has a nickname for you, so I thought I should have one too. I think it suits you." 

"Well, I like your nickname for me more than Esther's. So, what did you want to tell me?"

"Esther's manager texted her and they want us to be there at 2." 

"Why? That's 2 hours earlier." Greyson said. He let my hands slip out of his and started drying his hair with another towel. 

I leaned up against the doorframe. "There's been some problems with the stage so they want to make sure it works for you guys."

"Problems?"

"That's what the text said."

"Well, I'm almost ready. I just need to put clothes on and have lunch." Greyson went to his suitcase and pulled out his David Bowie shirt.

"They'll be serving us lunch."

"Oh, even better."

"We'll have to leave in 15 minutes. So I'm gonna let you get ready." 

"Okay, I'll meet you in your room in a few."

I went to my room and laid down on the couch and waited for everyone to be ready. A few minutes passed and Greyson came in.