Touring For The First Time (COMPLETED)

Chapter 2

Edited

Alex POV:
"Bye, I'll see you tomorrow," Naylene said.
I said it back and watched her drive away. I opened the door and put my keys on the counter. "Hey honey, how was school today," my mom said while putting dough on a cookie sheet.

"Boring as usual but it just got better when I came home with you making cookies," I smiled.

I grabbed two cookies from the batch she made before and a cup of milk. After finishing it, I went upstairs in my room and went on my laptop to look through Twitter. I tweeted saying that I will be live in three minutes. I've been going live on this app called Younow for a few months now. Instantly notifications started to pop up. I went on the app to see that Mario Selman and Zach Clayton are live right now. I got distracted watching Mario's broadcast that I forgot that I was suppose to be live. So I rushingly clicked the live button.

"HEY GUYS. I'm sorry that I'm late. Comment down below what should I do in this broadcast," I said, pointing to the comment section. Looking through the comments, I mostly saw if I was going on tour.
"Hmm I don't know but I'll tell you guys if I am," I said, winking.
After an hour, I decided to end it and do my homework.

I ran my hand through my hair, stressing that I have three pages of math problems I have to do for homework, guessing on the problems I didn't know.

"Mom, Alex I'm home," Ethan said as I heard the front down being shut. I walked downstairs to hug my brother. He smells of sweat but I honestly got use to it. As I looked up to his face, I noticed that anger was swirling through his eyes.

I frowned, "What's wrong, Ethan?"
"Nothing's wrong," he said, looking anywhere but me.
"That's BS, I know you're lying to me."

He sighed and sat down on the couch, patting the seat next to him. He gave me a look of sorrow, "When I was driving home from practice, I saw a moving truck three doors down. I think I saw Blake."

Those words hit me in the heart one by one. The memories that are imprinted in my head pained me.

Ethans POV:
After telling her about Blake, emotions flashed in her eyes. Next thing you know it, she started to cry. I don't know how to comfort someone so I gave her a hug, patting her back awkwardly. Our mom came in the living room asking why Alex was crying.

"Veronica's dog died and she misses him so much," I lied, giving her a sad smile. She nodded, putting the dishes away in the kitchen. She never knew why Alex and Blake stopped hanging out and what he did throughout the process. Broke my little sister's heart in pieces.

After Alex calmed down, she wiped away her tears and went to her room. I decided to give her space and walked in my room too.

Opening the door, I looked at my walls that were covered in NFL posters. When I was younger, I would use my allowance and spend it on the poster I don't have. The trophies and medals I've earned were displayed on a shelf on the other side of the room with a picture frame next to them. Walking towards it more closely, I remembered that day clearly like it was yesterday. It was when my dad bought tickets for us to see our favorite football team five years ago.
"Wish you were here, dad."

Alex POV:
After hearing the news about Blake coming back, I distracted myself by looking at my email to see if I had any. I scrolled through junk until one of them caught my eye.

Dear Alex,
       I have seen some of your broadcasts on Younow. I'm amazed that you can make your fans happy without knowing it. Anyways, I would like to inform you that you are accepted to the TLG Tour with other younowers. Everything will be provided for you, especially your plane ticket. You just need your parents' permission, of course. I hope you take consideration and be part of this tour. It starts on August 17.
                       From, the TLG Tour Management

I screamed, jumping up and down. "I can't believe this is happening," I shrieked with excitement.
Ethan barged in my room with concern and panic on his face. "Are you okay?! Are you hurt?" he said, walking towards me, inspecting me to see if I was hurt.

I shoved him a little so he would stop.
"I just got accepted to go on tour," I gave him a cheeky smile.
He sighed in relief, putting his hand on his heart, "You gave me a heart attack."

After apologising, Ethan went back to his room, closing the door. All that crying and happiness made me exhausted, sleeping as I put my head on the pillow.

An angry Blake walked towards me, causing me off guard because he was never angry towards me. "I never liked being your friend, you're worthless. I only did it for popularity."

A tear rolled down my cheek, "I thought we were best friends?"

He chuckled bitterly, "Alexandria, I was never your best friend." He pushed me to the ground, his foot contacting my sides over and over again. He then dragged me to the lockers, banging my head. Everything was getting dizzier and dizzied, hearing my name getting called out.

"Alex. Alex. Alex!" I woke up to see Ethan shaking me. I groaned, turning my head to read the time. 5:45 AM

"Why are you waking me up this early? It's five: forty-five in the morning?" I asked, sleep still in my voice.

"I heard you crying across the hall and when I checked up on you, you were crying and whimpering in your sleep." He turned on the lamp I had on my nightstand, illuminating the area.

A confused look plastered onto my face until I felt something wet on my cheeks. Realisation hit me as I remembered what I was dreaming.

Blake.

"Have you've been having night terrors recently? Is it because of Blake?" Ethan asking, saying his name softly instead of getting angry. Ever since the incident, Ethan had a spot for Blake on his hate list.

Blake was my best friend when we moved here to Texas from California when we were five. Blake and I were each other's rock and anchor. We would have the same class each year in elementary until seventh grade. He would sometimes hang out with me but most of the time he would hang out with the popular people. Leaving me alone, I would hang out with Veronica and the twins.

One day he started to bully me, calling me hateful names. It got to the point where he would actually physically hurt me. Ethan saw the bruises on my stomach and arms and gave Blake a lesson. The summer after eighth grade, Blake moved away, Ethan making sure that it wouldn't happen again.

It scares me that he's back.