Touring For The First Time (COMPLETED)

Chapter 3

Alex POV:
A wave of cold water made me jolt out of bed, gasping for air. Fits of laughter erupted and a sound of a phone when you take photos. I looked directly at the three hooligans, with a frown but softly chuckled at them. Adam out the empty bucket down, then sat at the edge of my bed, "Sleeping beauty has finally awoken. Your mom let us in, telling us that you were still sleeping so we decided to mess with you."

"You look like a wet dog," Naylene stated, giving me one of those cheeky grins.

Veronica was dabbing at her eye makeup with a tissue from the tissue box I keep at my bedside table. "Your reaction was priceless. I didn't even know how a harmless prank can make me cry laugh so much."

Crossing my legs together, I looked at the most important people in my life in the eyes with suspicion in my voice, "And why the surprised visit?"

Adam rubbed his neck, nervously while the other two stared at me blankly.

"Well your brother told us that you're going on tour for a few weeks and you're leaving tomorrow so the three of us decided that we should do something together before you leave," Naylene told, coming out of her blank moment.

I smiled at them, "You guys shouldn't have. I was going to tell you guys but I didn't know how you guys would react."

"Well we are here, currently in your room with happy expressions on our faces," Adam said, going in for a hug. The other two joined in the hug. We all hugged for a good four seconds until they realized that my clothes were still wet.

I shooed them out of my room, changing out of the wet clothes into a dry ones. It took a few minutes because taking wet clothes off your body is a little bit challenging. I grabbed my wallet and phone from my dresser and walked downstairs, then heard that they're taking to an ice cream parlor.

We all got inside of Veronica's car with Adam in the passenger seat, Naylene and I in the back. 

Veronica parked in front of a brick building, assuming that we arrived at the destination. As I got out of the car, I stared in awe at the type of style the parlor was. We walked inside, Veronica and Adam ordering the ice cream while Naylene and I pick a booth. Sitting down, I heard a laugh that came out of the booth behind me. It sounded familiar but not knowing why, I shrugged it off as I smiled at Veronica and Adam when they came back with the delicious looking dessert.

The four of us talked about random things like music artists to what places we want to visit while eating our ice cream, enjoying each other's company. Realizing that I have to go to the restroom, I quickly asked Adam to move over so I can go.

After doing my business, I washed my hands and walked out, hearing the same laugh I heard half an hour ago. As I kept walking towards the booth, the laugh became louder and curiosity settled in. Taking a quick look, it was a guy around my age. We both made eye contact then smirked at me, "Take a picture, it'll last longer." My cheeks reddened even more as his friends laughed. What a jerk.

After the embarrassing encounter, we left the parlor and they dropped me off. I said my goodbyes, watching the car driving further away.

Walking in the house, I noticed that my mom went out to go grocery shopping and Ethan still at practice. I walked towards the living room where I plopped on the couch, planting my feet on top of the coffee table with the remote in my hand.

Forty-five minutes of channel surfing, I decided to change into workout clothes and go for a jog. Thoughts clouded up in my mind, wondering why that laugh at the parlor sounded so familiar. Turning around the corner, I bumped into a wall well more like a body.

"Sorry, I-," I cut my sentence short when I saw the person who I saw at the parlor. I guess he was going for a jog too because he was dressed in workout clothes.

He gave me a small apologetic smile, "Aren't you the girl who was checking me out at the ice cream place?" His soft blue eyes looked at me, waiting for an answer. "O-oh, yeah I wasn't checking you out. It was just that your laugh sounded familiar to me and I was curious so I decided to take a look," I stammered, giving an embarrassed expression.

The blue eyed stranger laughed, sticking his hand out, "Well stranger, my name is Blake. Blake Gray."

Old memories jumped through and out of my mind, a shiver running down my spine. Black spots started to appear in front of me, and as I blinked my eyes, Blake looked at me, concerned.

The last time I saw him was a short kid who did these awful things to me. He looks so different, his appearance more older and his frame looking giant compared to me.

"No, you're probably talking about someone else," I explained, ready to turn back and run away from this situation which is currently turning upside down.

"HEY, THATS NOT NICE TO PUNCH MY FRIEND, BLAKE!!" I can't believe he would punch Adam when he accidentally spilled his lunch on him. I slapped him in the face, the noise echoing, the lunch getting quiet. A red handprint immediately showed. He was shocked for a moment until anger flashed in his eyes, grabbing my wrist tightly, "You better watch your back if I were you, Alexandria.

The flashback ended, making me look into his blue eyes. He let go as he saw me shaking, taking my chance to run back home. "He can't be back. No he can't," I said to myself.

I slammed the door shut and drew out a breath, relieved. But I sprang up, realising that tour is tomorrow and I haven't packed nothing yet. I ran into my room, grabbing my suitcase from underneath my bed, and start putting clothes. Running into the bathroom, I grabbed all the things I needed. As I was closing my suitcase up, my skateboard caught my eye. Taking a look at it, might as well bring it.
Ethan opened the door.

"Knock knock," he said while knocking on the door with his knuckles.

"Wassup."

He sat on my bed, sitting next to the suitcase, looking at me, "Nothing much, just going to miss my little sister by forty-five minutes while she's at tour."

I chuckled, giving him a hug. "I'll miss you too. And yes I'll text you and mom when I get there."

"Okay," he grinned with happiness, then left my room, knowing that tomorrow is going to be hectic and I need to rest. Taking a big yawn, I turned off my lights and went to bed.

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"Alex wake up," Ethan shouted. "I'm going to drop you off at the airport.

I rolled off the bed, hitting face first onto the floor. Why can't the flights be seven in the afternoon rather than six in the morning. Choosing my outfit quickly, I wore a warm hoodie, leggings, and a pair of vans, leaving my brown hair down.

I struggled with my heavy suitcase going downstairs, my arms failing to do so.

I looked at Ethan, who was standing up against the wall, amused.

My hair in my eyes, I pointed at the suitcase, "Stop standing there and help you're weak sister."

While he was bringing it down, I went inside our mom's room to say goodbye. Shaking her a little bit, she stirred, opening her eyes. "Bye mom. Ethan is taking me to the airport," I said giving her a kiss on the cheek.

She stopped right as I was going to close her door, "Honey, be good and have fun."

I gave her a salute, closing the door and heading outside, where Ethan was already in the driver's seat.

Rushing to the passenger seat, I put on the seatbelt, clicking into place. Yawning, I closed my eyes and went to sleep.