We have a night before we have to leave, so when i say we practically crawl on all fours at 10pm into our bus, you know i'm telling the truth. Warped Tour goes on all day from 10-10, and being out in the blistering hot sun takes a lot out of you, believe me.
i literally sprint to the kitchen, find the first drink in sight (warm or not) and chug the hell out of it. i sigh contently, grabbing another (cold this time *shudders at warm pop*) cold beverage, this time water.
I grab pajama pants and my U Mad Bro tee shirt, and slip them on. Allen smirks but keeps his comments to himself as he climbs into his bunk across from mine, pretty much flashing me the top of his boxers that are peeking out from under his pajama pants.
i give Beanstalk a small high five as she crawls into her bunker on top of mine for a good days work. i smile to myself as i imagine the next performance, curling up into my covers, immediately swallowed up by darkness and the quiet night.
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"Yo, Shortcakes, time to get up and drive, Biotch!!!" i hear Beanstalk shout above me, and i turn around to find her munching on a granola bar her other hand placed on her hip as she looks down at me.
"Ughhhhh. Fine...what's the setlist plan? Covers this time?" i ask, shuffling to grab clothes for the day, and changing into them soundlessly as Beanstalk nods.
"Okay, i'll figure something out for both of you to sing tomorrow." i state, putting fuzzy leopard slippers on and heading towards the driver seat.
"Oh, uh Beanstalk, theres a cat on the driver seat?" i say, more of a question as it forms in my mouth.
"Uh, yeahhh, about that. Zain found it meowing outside where Jack dropped a hotdog, so he brought it in. He already named him, Shortcakes, so i think we're stuck with him now. He's Oliver, but he answers to Kitty too." She explains, shrugging as Zain enters the bus with a vat of ice cream in his hands.
"It's for a snack on the road for all of us. oh, you noticed Oliver? Yeah, i adopted him, so ill keep track of him and feed him and stuff." He states, not giving me any say in the matter. i stare at him, pick up the cat, who purrs at my touch, and set him ontop of the already heavy vat. Zain grunts, but says nothing as i shut the door behind him as he disappears into the kitchen.
i plug in my phone, choosing my playlist called "Covers", and start up the bus, pulling out of the already half empty Madison Square parking lot.
i hear Breathe Carolina's cover of "Billie Jean" come on, and i blast that mofo as i head out onto the freeway. we get a few looks from passing cars, but with my lead foot, i quickly catch up to them and give them the finger, laughing as i piss them off.
"Hey Beanie, could you make me some coffee or something?" i ask, and Beanstalk appears beside me, hands already holding out a coffee for me.
i do a double take, "I knew you'd be asking, so i went ahead and did it since you're the driver and i don't want to die so young." She explains, shrugging as i grin taking the coffee.
"Thanks, Love. It's like you know me!" i state, winking once and turning back to the road.
about an hour later, we run into packed traffic, of course. i groan, and park the bus, turning on some Suicide Silence, which always helps to keep me calm. Just kidding, i sigh quite a few times before everything turns back to normal, and pretty soon, i'm back to going the right speed, which is about 7 over the speed limit.
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Mammoth by The Devil Wears Prada is playing when we finally pass what had caused all the traffic. it's a four car and a truck pile up. supposedly Allen thinks they all died except the truck driver, and i bet him ten bucks that he's wrong.
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Death Inside Praise (Warped Tour Fanfic)
FanfictionAmber, Allison, Zain, and Allen are in a new(ish) band that have just been offered a contract with Rise Records for Vans Warped Tour 2014. Amber and Allison have been friends ever since they were kids, and they even went as far as making up eachothe...