Mitch's POV
It's been nearly two weeks since The On My Way Home Tour ended and I couldn't be happier. Don't get me wrong, I love touring. It's just when you are falling in love with your best friend it's hard to spend every waking moment (and otherwise) with them.
"Mitchieeee?!" a voice called to me from downstairs. Speak of the devil. "Yes, Scotty-boy?" I called down to him from my bed. "Come hang out with us!" He replied. By us he meant Rozzi, Megg, Alex, Ben, Mario, Kirstie, Avi, Kevin and Jake. They were all hanging out while boring old me was upstairs watching SpongeBob, big surprise.
Hey, it's my house and sometimes mommy needs her down time.
"I...umm." I stammered. I wanted to hang out with them but, again, it's hard to be with your best friend when you're falling in love with him. "Come onnn! You're so boring!" Scott said
"Ugh, fine." I said, moving my laptop off my lap and trudged down the stairs.
"BAAABE!" Megg called to me.
"Hi...." I muttered. Megg, being the only person who knew about my crush on Scott, understood and gave me a tight hug. "Hey, everything will work out how it's supposed to," she said, pretty wisely for someone as drunk as her. Then we all migrated to the kitchen. Then, like the middle schooler he turns into when he's drunk, Scott said "oh!! Let's play truth or dare!"
