Sempiternal

Chapter 6

A/N: The image is Dylan'd hairstyle, but black

As Andy and I were walking to the SWS bus, he kept looking over at me.

"What?" I asked with a hint of sarcasm in my voice. He looked away, then at the ground. 

"Nothing," he answered. I could tell he was lying, but I decided to ignore it. We got to the bus after another minute or so. I ran up and dropped my suitcase by the door, ripping it open at the same time. 

"KELLIN QUINN BOSTWICK GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!" I shouted into the bus doorway. I heard a small scream, then a bump. A second later Kellin rushed to the doorway and smiled bright upon seeing me. He jumped down and hugged me.

"DYLAN!" He yelled directly in my ear. "Ew, you're soaked," he said and quickly stepped back. I smiled and rolled my eyes. Andy stood behind me and waved at Kellin, who returned the gesture. Kellin looked at me, with a bit of confusion and his eyebrows scrunched together.

"What?" I asked. He put his finger on his mouth in concentration, then pointed at me.

"You know you can see right through your shirt, right?" He asked. I looked down. My white shirt clung to me awkwardly, and Kellin was right. My eyes widened. I realized something and turned to glare at Andy. I pointed at him much like a mother would.

"So that's what you were looking at earlier! Why didn't you tell me?" I asked and stuck my hands on my hips. Andy looked at the ground, pink lightly tinting his cheeks.

"Oooo, you're gonna get it, Biersack," Kellin teased from behind me. "You better run." Andy's eyes widened and he looked at my face, which was red with anger and embarrassment. His mouth twisted into a fearful grimace. With every slow step back that he took, I took a step froward. He quickly turned on his heel and took off running. I shook my head and turned to Kellin, who was on the ground laughing. I raised my eyebrow at him.

"Come on, Kells. I have to change," I said and rubbed my face. He got up and helped me bring my suitcase in. After changing into dry clothes, Kellin showed me my bunk. I was laying on the bunk with the curtain closed, scrolling through Twitter. I dropped my arms by my sides and sighed. I stroked Socks, who was laying on my stomach. Andy had cautiously dropped him off earlier. I allowed a small smile to creep on to my face. Today was certainly an eventful first day at Warped Tour. It's a good thing BMTH didn't have to perform today.