Give Me Therapy

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

 "Hello," I said as I tried to keep myself calm. Looking at all of them now, after five years was almost overwhelming. Rian nodded at me, Zack smiled and said, "Hey." "Jack says hi," Jack said with a lisp. Alex just smiled and did the same head nod Rian did. The guy in the Mickey shirt hung up his cell phone and held out his hand.

 "Hey, I'm the tour manager, Matt Flyzik. From my understanding you are Miss Switzer?" Matt shook my hand firmly. "Yeah, but you can call me Dawn," I said as I smiled at him. I looked at Alex, hoping to see any sign of recognition in his eyes.

 I found none.

Matt let go of my hand and turned towards the guys. "Alright, so Dawn is here to tour with you guys for the summer. She'll write about what's going on and the concerts, the meet and greets how you guys feel about touring, the whole enchilada. So make her feel welcome and get use to having her around, her articles may make or break how well known the band All Time Low is," Matt said with some authority in his tone, but he put on a crooked smile.

 I was stunned for a second, I spent so much time worrying about being with the guys, and I never stopped to consider how much my documentary really would affect the band. Oh now this will be fun. I smiled to myself as the guys nodded to Matt and looked back at me.

 "Sounds good," Alex said as he held out his hand. I forced myself to take his, and had to restrain from bending any of his fingers back. "I'm Alex Gaskarth," he said as he smiled lazily. "Nice to meet you Alex," I spat out through my teeth. Luckily no one noticed the hostility in my tone as he let go of my hand. "This here is Jack," Alex said swinging an arm up and around Jack's shoulders. I forced a smiled as I ran my fingers through my hair. "Jack thinks you are pretty," Jack said with his fake lisp as he smiled.

 "Thanks," I said as I smiled slightly. "Jack wants to fuck you," he said in a louder tone. Whatever ounce of a smile I had fell as all of the guys laughed. "I'm sure you would," I said as I narrowed my eyes at him. "Lighten up, he's only kidding," Rian said with a goofy grin.

 "Jack's not kidding," Jack said with all seriousness. Alex laughed and shook his head. I looked back at Rian who shrugged. "I'm Rian Dawson by the way," he said as he held out his hand. I shook his hand without a word. I already knew all of their names. Why were they even bothering with introductions? Didn't they recognize me?

At all. . . . ?

 I looked over at Zack and remembered how he was usually the quiet one of the group. I wonder if it's still the same now. Zack smiled at me and stepped forward. "I'm Zack Merrick," he said as he smiled sweetly. I returned the smile, but it didn't reach my eyes.

 I looked over my shoulder and sighed when I saw Mr. Jones unloading the last of my suitcases. It's too late to go back now.

 "Well it was nice. . . . meeting you all," I said hesitantly as my eyes searched for the moment when one of them would step forward as they remembered a younger version of me, playing against them in tackle football, or helping them write songs perhaps. It dawned on me that the moment I was waiting for all week, would not come. This revelation was bittersweet.

 "That's the last of it, you're ready to go," Mr. Jones said to Matt. Matt nodded and looked at me as Mr. Jones headed back to the limo and started driving off. "So we should get this show on the road huh? I'll show you around the bus," Matt said as he gestured to the open door to the tour bus.

 "Yeah that sounds good," I said as I went past Jack and Alex and stepped up into the bus. I looked around and was surprised at how much room there was. I took a step to the side so Matt could lead the way. I looked over my shoulder and saw the guys still standing outside of the bus, talking about whether or not they could fit someone into a mini fridge. I rolled my eyes as Matt started the tour.