After awhile I head down to see the bus trashed. I have no clue to how Matthew- or any of the boys- are going to have the bus cleaned by tomorrow upon Bart's return. There are beer cans everywhere. I see Johnson is the only one attempting to clean up. He has a bag full of empty beer cans and is walking towards the door, probably to throw the bag in the dumpster. He almost reaches the door before Gilinsky stops him.
"What do you think you're doing?" Gilinsky asks, his voice is angry, but I'm sure it's because he's drunk.
"Cleaning up everyone else's mess," Johnson replies tiredly.
"No you're not. What if a fan sees you and thinks all we do is party?" Jack fires back, starting to sound a little violent.
"G, relax, no one is going to see me. Just let me by man." Johnson says.
"Would you rather there be a vine out there of you fucking carrying a bag of beer, or would you rather me smack you in the face? Answer that honestly." Gilinsky says loudly. He wouldn't slap him, would he?
"I'd rather there be a video of-" but before Johnson could finish Gilinsky smacks him across the face, hard.
The whole room goes silent. Johnson just throws down the bag of beer, and stomps off to the bunks.
Gilinsky looks pale in, realizing what he had just done. People soon go back to minding their own business and I head to the kitchen to get a drink, when Mahogany stops me.
"Wanna get out of here?" She asks, her red curls even messier than usual.
"And go where exactly?" I question. "I don't think it's a good idea, especially me being the new girl and all."
"C'mon, Eve, you will have fun I promise," she pleads.
"Okay, but only for a little while. Where are we going anyway?" She just smirks at me and leads me off of the bus, and into the cold night air. I hope I'm dressed appropriately for wherever we are headed to.
Mahogany is practically sprinting, while dragging me behind her. We finally reach a stop in front of a coffee shop, where I hear music playing inside. We approach the doors and enter. The roomy cafe is dimly-lit and the live music is set up on a small stage. The band consists of four people. Only one of them is a girl, and she has short, blonde hair. She's playing the guitar.
Once the song ends she and the lead singer approach me and Mahogany. I'm guessing she knows them. The boy has to be at least 19. He has dark hair and green eyes. He's tall and lanky.
"Eve these are my friends, Tristen and Paris," Mahogany introduces me. I smile and reach to shake the boy's hand, when he gently grabs it and places a kiss on my knuckle.
"Piacere," he says with a strong Italian accent.
"Pleased to meet you," I respond with a smile. He's very handsome, but in a mysterious way. We chat for awhile and drink coffee. Soon they return to the stage and play some unfamiliar songs.
I'm really enjoying myself, until I see a man walk through the doors. Bart.
Of course I end on a cliffhanger. I got a new phone today, and all the keys work. I will hopefully be posting more often. I would love to include you guys in the book. So if you would like to be a minor character, comment your name and a short description of yourself!
- lyd
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Military Daughter
FanfictionEvelyn Bradley is a 14 year old spunky teen. Her father is in the military and is always stationed somewhere different. Her mother, Cheryl, who is tired of raising 5 children alone while her husband is stationed in Germany, decides to settle down in...