Not the Ordinary FAN (Christofer Drew story)

Chapter eight: Life on the road

                                                          Chapter eight: Life on the road

~Bri~

It’s been about two weeks since the tour started, and its been amazing. I mean, come on! I’m driving around  the country with some amazing bands!

   I lay in bed, thinking about how amazingly awesome and unreal my life is right now. How lucky I am to be here. Sadly…it’s all thanks to Q-tip. Goddamn it…still don’t care for that kid too much. But, I guess it’s worth it. Be for real, I’m touring with Black Veil Brides and All Time Low. I think I’m a pretty happy person.

I sighed happily and rolled out of my bunk, ears still ringing from last nights concert. 

My feet hit the ground with a soft thud. I looked over to see Q-tip’s arm hanging out of the bunk across from mine. I smiled. That kid has some girly hands. Well…minus the tattoos.

I made my way to the bathroom so I could…what the hell? Why do I smell something burning…? I walked to the bathroom door and pulled. Locked.

“Occupied.” Andy sang from inside. Burning…He’s straightening his hair. Fuck! It’s gonna take him an hour, at the least. I sighed. That’s what I get for letting him sleep here.

“Damn it, Andy!” I slammed my hand on the door. “I have to pee!”

I heard him chuckle. “Go use ATL’s.”

“Oh, fuck you bro!” I yelled, jokingly. Like hell I would use theirs. If it looked anything like their bus, that was somewhere I didn’t wanna be.

“Shhh.” Andy laughed.  “Chris and Julz are still asleep.”

Normally, I would cuss him out until he left the bathroom. But he had a point about Julz and Q-tip…I sighed in defeat. “I’ll deal with you later, ya evil palm tree.” I hissed at him, before running off the bus -yes, I did just call Andy Sixx an evil palm tree. I mean, have you seen the kid? Huge hair. Skinny body-  and across the parking lot to Jordan’s bus to knock on the door. It swung open after a few seconds.

His tired eyes widened. He looked down at me. “Well that’s insulting.” he said, chuckling.

I looked down at my ‘I only date guitarist’ shirt. “You know what it is.” I winked at him.

“This is early for you.” he smiled and pulled his phone out of his pocket. “Eleven in the morning. Whatcha need?”

That’s when I realized he was shirtless. Holy shit. Dude is…hot damn. I felt myself drool.

“Bri?” he chuckled.

“Huh?” I reluctantly ripped my eyes away from his chest and back at his face. I mean, if you saw what I saw…you’d be drooling and staring too. Well…some of you would be drooling and staring anyway. Just cause he’s Jordan Witzigreuter.

He smiled. “Whatcha need?”

“Oh. Yeah.” I shook my head, clearing my thoughts. “I have to pee.”

He cocked his head to the side. “What’s wrong with your bathroom?”

“Andy and his goddamn straightener.”

“I should have known.” he chuckled, shaking his head and stepping to the side, letting me in the door.

Yep. This is pretty much the norm for us. Andy taking over our bathroom each morning, because he doesn’t like to sleep on his bus, -something about keeping an eye on Q-tip? I dunno- me having to use Jordan’s, blah, blah, blah. This is my life now. And what a great life it is.

When I was finished in the bathroom, I walked back into the “living room” of the bus. Jordan was in the mirror, combing his hair.

I sat on the couch to watch him. “Don’t you straighten your hair?” I asked.

He turned away from the mirror to smile at me. “Not very often.”

I nodded. “Can I use it? Your straightener, I mean. My hair is a mess.”

“Sure.” he laughed, still combing his hair. “Its in that blue bag, beside my bunk.”

I looked over, and spotted it quickly. That made me realize how clean his bus was. Well…compared to everyone else’s. Our bus has cigarettes and make-up everywhere, BVB’s is covered in black paint and hair dye, and jeez…Don’t even get me started on ATL’s bus.

I finished straightening my hair. It looked nice. My blackish brown bangs covered the right side of my face, and the rest hung on my shoulders and down my back.

I picked up one of his plaid shirts and his beloved gray beanie. “Hey, Jordy…” I giggled. I knew he wouldn’t let me get away with his beanie. He’d chase me like bats out of hell to get it back. He loved this thing.

He glared at me through the mirror. “No.”

I walked over to him, putting the beanie on at the same time. “Pleeeeease?” I hugged his back. “It looks so good on me.”

He turned around to face me, lips pulled into a smile. And even though he’s kinda short,  I still have to look up at him. Damn tall-ish people…

He put his hands on my face and leaned down. “One day.” he whispered a little to close to my face. “And don’t lose it please.”

“Yay!” I smiled. “And uhm…you need to brush your teeth.” I giggled.

He cocked his head to the side, smirking. “Oh, do I?”

I nodded, still smiling.

“Are you trying to say I have bad breath?” he said, trying not to laugh.

I nodded again.

“Well,” he smirked. “Maybe I should kiss you with my bad breath.”

My eyes widened. “You wouldn’t.”

“Wanna bet?” he put his arms around my waist.

“Not really.” I giggled, trying to squirm out of his arms.

“Oh come on.” he laughed, making kissy faces at me. “It can’t be that bad.”

“Jordan!” I screamed, still laughing. “You--”

The door to the bus flew opened. “Hey Jordan. Do you have the list for--” me and Jordan froze. Rian Dawson stared at us and cleared his throat. “Never mind…” he backed down the steps and closed the door.

That’s when the window opened. “Get it in, Jordan! Get! It! In!” Jack yelled, with a HUGE smile on his face. Well, he was smiling before someone pulled him off whatever he was standing on.

Alex’s face was the next to pop up in the window. “If you do, in fact, plan on ‘getting it in’” he chuckled. “Use a condom.” some one pulled him down, but he managed to yell, “Safe sex, is great sex!” before being completely pulled out.

Zack Merrick popped his head in next. “They're right, ya know.” that’s when he threw some rainbow colored condoms in the window. “They're flavored.” he winked.

I picked up a pillow and threw it at him. “You guys are pervs!” I started laughing. Can you believe this is my family now? And as perverted and annoying as they are, I love these kids.

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Author’s Note: No, Bri and Jordan aren’t together. :p Just wanted to clear that up. This is a short chapter. It was just so you guys could see how it is fro Bri being on the road. I know, Christofer wasn’t really in this chapter. But he’ll be in the next one.

Note For Next Chapter: Get ready for some drama ;)

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                                                                                                            -Lexi Rain