On Tour With BTR & Austin Mahone

Chapter 3

"- So... can Alex come with me?" I asked James immediately when we got back into the car.

"- I don't know yet. They have to discuss it. And besides... Alex her parents have to agree too.

- What?" I sighed.

"- It'll be alright. When you talk to her, ask her immediately.

- Okay." The rest of the ride I remained silent. On that moment I was sad and mad at the same time. I got out of the car and hugged my brother before going inside. I immediately went upstairs, to my bedroom, not in the mood to talk to my stupid parents. I was just lying in my bed, staring at the ceiling when my Phone rang. It was Alex.

"- Chloe, I'm so sorry. I just heard all of your messages, my mom had taken my Phone away. What happened?

- They force me to go on tour with my brother.

- What? And your dancing? Your scolarship?

- Same story as Always: according to them, dance has no future.

- Did you tell them the Chachi thing?

- Jup. And again the same answer. They don't even care about me! James can do whatever he wants and I have to be what they want me to be. If I'm away for 5 months, I can't practice and I'll never get that scolarship. That's what she's aiming for." I sniffed.

"- 5 months? That long?

- They're doing a world tour.

- Oh honey...

- And I'm the only girl between 5 dorks.

- Wait? 5? Big Time Rush is with 4 people.

- Austin Mahone. He's the opening act. But there's one thing...

- What?

- I asked James and they're still discussing it, but there's  a possibilty that you can come too.

- Oh my gosh! That would be so cool! I'm going to ask my mom right now. Wait a second..." I heard her throwing the Phone on her bed and running out of her bedroom. Five minutes later she came back.

"- And...

- I can't come. Because it's that long and in the middle of the school year. I'm sorry.

- Oh... it's okay. I understand.

- But I'll call you every day.

- Okay.

- I'm really sorry. But I have to go. I see you at school on monday.

- Yeah sure. Bye." I hang up on her and started crying. Now I'm definitely stuck with them as the only girl.

I decided to do my homework, but I really couldn't concentrate. So I putted on the radio and was hoping for a song I could dance on. What About Love was playing. I knew the choreography from the video and started dancing my way. It was the only thing that made me happy. Okay, you're probably thinking: huh? She knew the choreagraphy?. Yes, I told you, I'm Mahomie, I really love Austin's music and you know... he can dance! He's kind of my dancing example, I want to be able to dance like him.

Right trough the middle of the song my mom came in.

"- Put the volume down and come downstairs for dinner." Not that I was listening. I just turned up the music and finished what I was dancing. Only because I was hungry, I went down to eat. Otherwise I would've just staid there.

"- So... how was your day?" Really dad? Now you're trying to be friendly after you force me to go on tour?

"- Good I guess.

- How did the meeting go?

- Great. I met the opening act." I said fake excited.

"- Oh and who is it?

- In case you haven't noticed, I totally wasn't excited... It's Austin Mahone.

- Oh, isn't that the guy who had a role in James his show?

- Oh my God! I can't believe you! A normal mother says: oh isn't that the guy who's music you listen to and who is your dancing role model... Even when you're talking to me, about me, it Always comes back to James. I get it he's your perfect child and I'm just a stupid daughter.

- I'm just asking you..." I didn't even let her finish.

"- No mom. You can't have a conversation with me without using the word James or telling how perfect your son is. Okay, I get it. Did you ever even want me in the first place? Huh?!" I was getting so pissed. If they didn't know how to answer this, I would know enough. I waited for about a minute... but not a word.

"- Oh my God! I knew it! I was an accident! You don't even want me! Now I'm here you just threat me like your little slave! You know what: I'll be happy to go on tour with James. THAN I'M FIVE MONTHS AWAY FROM YOU!!! I HATE YOU!!" I took my plate and ran back upstairs. After all, I'm still hungry.

I slammed my door behind me and ate the rest of my plate. After finishing it, I threw it on my desk and dropped myself on my bed. I cried again, apparently that's all I do lately. I don't even get why I'm still here. I'm leaving in three days, my last day of school is on monday. If I'll be stuck with him for 5 months, that might as well be already now too. I took two suitcases out of my closet and threw all kinds of clothes in it. They're going all around the world, so that means all kinds of weather. One suitcase I filled with my clothes, another one with , shoes, underwear and accesoires. I could barely close them. Finally I took my beauty-case with my make up and my purse with my pasport and all that kind of stuff you need when you travel around the world.

As quiet as I could, I went downstairs with all of my stuff, and surprisingly enough, nobody heard me. Like they even care. They won't miss me, so I might as well go already.

I opened the front door and walked down our drive way all the way to the road. I walked a block, till I found a bus stop. Luckily, just a minute after I arrived, a bus came by and I could get on immediately. An half an hour drive was long enough to get where I wanted to be. Another block of walking and I was at the house I needed to be. A little nervous I ranged the doorbel.

"- Hi."