Can't Blame A Girl For Trying

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"Becca, come on, you need to get up."

"I'm not getting up till I'm assured there's coffee." Becca replied, burying herself under the covers again. Katy sighed, walking away. Becca fell asleep again, until Katy returned and said,

"Your coffee and breakfast awaits, your majesty." Becca carefully rolled over, so she wouldn't hit her head on the bunk bed roof. She slept in the middle one, you see. She got up, pulling a hoodie over her head before following Katy. She followed her into the gallery kitchen on the tour bus, taking the plate Katy pointed out to her. She set the plate down near the couch, going back and making herself a very strong cup of coffee. She returned to her place on the couch, picking up her plate and setting down her mug. She took one glance at her food and said,
"Whoever took my bacon, give it to me now or go make three more pounds. I'm as serious as crud." Jenny quickly stepped forward, giving it back to her, and she just nodded, drinking some coffee before beginning to eat.

Some of the newer crew members were somewhat surprised, and Katy explained when they went back into the kitchen,

"You do not mess with Becca in the morning. At all. She hates getting up early, and it almost always takes her at least twenty minutes to get into a good mood. I don't care for mornings either, but I'm not as grouchy as she is." The newer crew members, who were all girls, by the way, nodded, and took some more food before going back into the small dining area, which was just about five couches in a circle. Katy sat next to Becca, Emma and Jenny sitting across from them, who were arguing about something or other. Katy and Becca didn't listen until Emma said,

"Oh come on Jenny, just admit it, you like Louis!" Becca looked up and asked,

"Is that true?" Jenny pushed her natural red hair behind her ear, and didn't answer.

"Jenny. Answer. Now." Becca was clearly still in her morning mood, and didn't feel like being gentle.

"Yes, I like him okay? Now leave me alone." Becca nodded and said,

"Leave her alone now Emma." Emma glanced at Jenny, who was her best friend, and sighed, getting up and going into the kitchen, her long blonde hair swinging behind her. Katy glanced after her, then asked, picking up Becca's and her own plates,

"Want some more coffee?" Becca nodded, holding out her mug.

"Thanks." She said quietly, pulling her hood over her head and looking out the window of the moving bus. Soon, Katy returned and gave Becca her mug, then sat down and leaned her head lightly on Becca's shoulder.

"When are we going to reach our destination?" Katy asked quietly.

"At about six." Becca replied, reading a drink of her coffee.

"How's your ankle?" Katy queried.

"Good. Eager to get out of this cast. It was saying to me just last night, let me out of here." Katy chuckled.

"You're weird." She said, leaning entirely against Becca now.

"Yep. Are you tired?" Becca asked, looking down at her best friend. Katy nodded, yawning a cute little yawn. Becca chuckled, her good humor returning with the rise of the sun.

"Go to sleep, I'll wake you up when it's time to go make up." Katy hummed a soft thank you, curling up against Becca, who rubbed her friend's arm, looking out the window while she drank her coffee. Emma returned, sitting across from Becca. Becca glanced at her, and asked, quietly so she didn't wake up Katy,

"Where are you looking forward to playing the most, Emma?" Emma shrugged, pulling her knees up to her chest.

"I think maybe in Knock, cause, you know, it's my homeland."

"I forget you're from Ireland. You talk so normal." Emma chuckled.

"Just take a look at the hair and you will remember." Becca grinned, and looked down at Katy, who was now sound asleep, curled up against her.

"Can I copy her example?" Emma asked, covering up a yawn. Becca stifled a laugh and nodded, lifting her other arm up, letting Emma snuggle up against her as well. Soon Jenny came in, and looking at Becca, asked her,

"Me too?" Becca rolled her eyes and sighed, smiling,

"Fine. You don't get a shoulder though." Emma shrugged, somehow managing to curl up against Becca's long legs, and Becca sighed deeply, smiling gotten at the three girls curling up on her. She saw Laura come in, looking sleepy, and tired her eyes again, jerking her head, and soon she was surrounded and cuddled against by four grown women, and to be honest, it was rather adorable.

(They looked like fifth harmony down below)

After about three and a half hours, she had to wake them up, but not before their manager took a picture of them. When they finally got up, Becca and Katy had to go to the other bus that had their clothes in it. They changed into their assigned clothes for the day, which were for Katy, a long white and blue floral full skirt reaching her ankle, with a matching long sleeved white satin shirt, matching blue flats on her feet, a white ribbon holding back her hair. Becca meanwhile, chose jeans with a tank top and open sweater, the tank top being white while the sweater was black, the black matching her jeans, with a white beanie holding back her straightened hair, black and white converse on her feet. She picked up two straps of black cloth, tying them around her wrists, and the wardrobe organizer nodded in approval, before their manager pulled them out, taking them to a few interviews.

A few hours later, the girls were doing sound check, and were getting super excited. They were going to do something during their first song that they were extremely excited about; there were these machines above the seats in the stadium, which were filled with lockets the girls had custom ordered from a necklace company. They'd found out that almost ninety percent of their fans were girls, so they had ordered 900,000 lockets, which were hearts with a single rose on the front, engraved underneath it was Thank You, and inside was a picture Katy had made, of her and Becca performing, with a huge crowd behind them. Becca and Katy had both come up with the idea, and Becca had designed the locket.

They were still doing covers of songs, which included Enchanted, Haunted, Better Than Revenge, and Long Live from Taylor Swift, Blown Away, Good Girl, and Jesus Take The Wheel by Carrie Underwood, six songs from their previous albums, Lego House and The A Team by Ed Sheeran. They were getting paid to do these, although they probably would have done them anyway. They hadn't met Ed yet, but Becca was highly anticipating it, wherever and whenever they did, because he was crazily talented, and a gentleman, despite his growing fame.

"I can't wait until the fans get those lockets." Becca said, walking around the raised walkway, which was about 22 feet in the air. Katy was a bit apprehensive, but she agreed with Becca. There was glittery railing on the left side, which Katy had insisted on, and it matched the sparkling white walkway they were on. The walkway went all around the arena, firmly attached to the floor of the arena and the over head steel rafters.

They sang Treacherous for the next song on sound check, then went back on the main stage, which was a wide and long stage reaching out about thirty feet before turning into a runway like stage, reaching to the opposite side of the arena, where it breached out into a T formation, with DayDream written in cursive in huge words across the top of the T. In between the raised walkway and the main stage, were two smaller circular stages, which Becca and Katy were going to stand on individually, during Starlight, Sweeter Than Fiction and Begin Again, which Katy had written. Next to those, were two more stages, with grand stairways at the main two points of the arena, with white iron railing going down both sides, black stairs going down, getting wider. There were seventeen stairs, which was Becca and Katy's lucky number, and they were going to open the concert on those stairs, with Becca's song State of Grace.

To say they were excited now, was an understatement.





Concert in next chapter. EMMA AND JENNY ON THE SIDEBAR. BYE.

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