Panic! Over Jamie (ON HOLD)

The First Chapter

Things were boring until around two when everyone is awake and not grumpy. I mean, Panic always manages to have fun at every stage but Brendon can be a sore loser when it comes to golf cart racing. Last time, Kenny let me drive our carts. There's usually not enough for everyone so we have to have one team of two.

This time James woke me up by talking to his cousin loudly. I got out of my bunk, I was the lucky one who got the top since I'm the youngest. "Why don't you guys be quieter?" I mumbled as I poured a bowl of cereal.

Moments like those are when I was wishing for a second tour bus. My dad, both bands, me, and two other people shared the same bus and now James was joining us on the bunk below mine, which was a spare. It was crowded and sometimes it smelled gross.

Brendon was rolling a joint and James was playing on his phone while my dad was driving the tour bus because he thought it was fun. He's weird. "Yo! You're awake!" Brendon laughed and pointed to the seat besides his cousin at the table. I sat down and started munching on my Frosted Flakes.

"Jamie, right?" Brendon's younger cousin asked. I nodded and looked back at the bunks. Oh how my bed seemed really pleasant. I wanted to go back to sleep. "Cool, so Brendon was telling me the next show is your hometown?" I looked at Brendon, the annoying older brother figure who was trying to set me up with his cousin. Alright when I put it that way we sound like a bunch of inbred rednecks. Anyways, Brendon doesn't just talk to guys my age about me without trying to set us up. He's just not that kind of guy.

"Yeah, I lived in Florida until I was ten." Tampa, to be exact. I wasn't gonna tell him which part of Tampa, there wasn't a point when nobody knew the small towns in the Tampa area.

"Cool, so you gonna be the tour guide for the weekend and show us the best food spots?" He raised an eyebrow and I couldn't tell if he was just teasing or not. With a shrug of the shoulders, I returned to the bowl of cereal in front of me.

I heard the click of a lighter and Brendon's chuckle at my introverted nature of short conversation. Although the smell of pot was always my favorite smell, I wasn't one to smoke it. I didn't see the point in it for me. I mean for others, sure, if they want to then that's purpose enough but I got why Brendon smoked: it was relaxing and helped with his anxiety. I couldn't pinpoint the actual type he was smoking but it had to be one of the best smells ever.

"Beebo!" I sang out, teasing the famous lead man in front of me. He rolled his eyes at the fan-given nickname he despised so dearly. "The fuck is with that name?" He shook his head and hit his joint.

"Xbox match before the show?" I challenged as I got up to put the red plastic bowl in the sink. "I'll kick your ass."

"That's a lot of smack from the one who lost last time," he reminded me. I rolled me eyes and quickly searched for an excuse. "It was an off day for me." I decided.

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I made my way to Panic's dressing room and knocked on the door. When I heard everyone was decent, I opened the door and held it for James. "Here's the dressing room." I finished the tour around and looked over at Dallon who was shirtless still.

Brendon was hot, but I saw him as a brother. Don't get me wrong, when the tour started I was a shy fangirl who would gush over meeting him. I was used to having to act professional from being around my dad so often but when no one was around fangirl mode came out.

James nodded and said thank you before sitting on the couch and turning the Xbox on. "So who won that Xbox match earlier?" He asked. I looked over at my game rival and smirked proudly. "I did," I gloated and skipped over to the Xbox. "Oh, dad told me to tell you guys that there's ten minutes until showtime and to make sure you let Weezer know."

I was a huge geek. Totally and utterly a geek. I could debate against playstation lovers all day and discuss games with them. I was the biggest geek. James wasn't bad at gaming and though he wasn't as good as Brendon, it was a close game.

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I am so sorry this chapter sucks monkey butt and it took me forever to update. I don't have wifi at home anymore and I couldn't upload it until I got wifi. That and I just recently broke up with my boyfriend. I've been crying a ton over this so much that I probably could fill a pool with my tears. It sucks but I don't wanna hurt him.

All that aside, I'm really starting to enjoy this but I still have no clue where it's going to go and I'm scared to f up the personalities of the bands too much so please comment what you think and share with your friends.

Q; who is your favorite band?