Chapter 11: The Start

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I groaned as my alarm went off the next morning. I dragged myself out of bed, going into the bathroom to shower.

I glanced at the clock hanging above the sink.

7:00am.

I sighed, rubbing my eyes to rid them of sleep.

I hopped in the steamy water, and closed my eyes as it flowed over my body.

I quickly washed my hair and scrubbed up, and stepped out.

I dried my hair, threw it into a fishtail braid, and walked out to my bedroom to reach my closet to find some clothes.

I settled on black leggings and a long beige sweater with a pale blue scarf. I slipped on my fluffy black boots.

I applied some liquid eyeliner and mascara and lip balm.

When I walked back out to where my bed was, Marissa was still laying down.

I checked the time: 7:50am.

We had 40 minutes to get to her brother's house, with me knowing she takes forever to get ready, and this bitch is still sleeping.

I sat down next to her, and shook her gently.

She slowly opened her eyes, and sighed.

"Whaaaaat?"

"We have to leave to meet your brother and the guys in 40 minutes. Hurry up." I scolded her.

She laughed. "Someone wants some Steven lovin!"

I felt a red hot blush forming on my cheeks.

"Shut up, and get up."

She got out of bed and walked into the bathroom with her things.

About 10 minutes later, she was stepping out, looking like a complete bum.

My jaw dropped. "What the hell are you wearing?"

Marissa snarled playfully. "Um, clothes?"

I sighed, rolling my eyes. "Why are you dressed in sweatpants and a hoodie? Can't you look a little more presentable?" I asked.

"I have no one to impress...unlike you, dear, you have a rockstar."

I stuck out my tongue playfully.

"Grab some fucking breakfast, and eat."

About 15 minutes later, we were all packed up and brushed, ready to leave.

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We pulled up to Jake's house with 5 minutes to spare.

We stepped out of the car, grabbing our suitcases, and walked up to the huge tour bus, where Jake was waiting.

He rolled his eyes. "Wow Riss, way to be late."

Marissa smiled. "I wanted to sleep in a little. Sue me."

I looked at Jake, smiling.

"Where are the guys?"

He returned with a grin of his own. "They're all on the bus."

I surveyed the enormous bus. It was blue, with the Aerosmith logo on the side.

Jake motioned for us to follow. "Let's get on!!"

Marissa and I followed Jake onto the bus, holding on to our suitcases tightly.

We crammed into the bus, and were met by the guys.

"Hey Marley!!!" Joey and Brad exclaimed as I sat down on the long couch with Marissa.

"Hey guys!" I exclaimed flashing a smile and wave at Joe and Tom who hadn't greeted me right away.

I looked around, noticing an absence.

"Where's Steven?" I asked them.

"He's in the back bedroom, trying to sleep. I guess he was really tired." Joe replied.

I sighed, understanding. Hopefully he wakes up soon.

"So how long are we gonna be on this bus?" I said.

"Three days minimum. A week at max." Joey grinned.

"Holy shit. What the hell are we gonna do for that amount of time??"

Joe smirked at me. "Oh, you'll see."

I bit my lip in response.

Jake laughed at my expression from that statement, and then turned to the driver.

"Let's head out!!" He yelled.

We were on our way.

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