Chapter Five- Suite

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Keaton's POV

Bored. So very very bored. This journey is way too long for my liking. We had nothing to do, if we did, we already did it. So now we are stuck on this bus for just a few more hours with nothing to do. And then for even more weeks after this. I thought touring was fun. Everyone is tired and grouchy so i don't wanna bother them. Drew seems to be the only okay about all this. Maybe its the meditation he gets up to. Sliding out my bunk, i stumble in to the back lounge where Drew is sitting guitar in hand. On my entrance he smiles and starts playing.

"I walk a lonely road. The only one that i have ever known." Green Day. A favourite for all of us. Everything about them is amazing. I wish the label would let us put some punk in to our music. It would be so much better. Sitting next to Drew i check my phone. One Snapchat from Sky3lrrr. Holding down my finger, a picture of Skyler and some guy I've never seen before pops up. The caption: Meet Jake! Jake? Who the hell is he? But she did look extremely happy... Even after seeing this, i dont feel a massive amount of missing her. Not yet. I've never seen that guy at school, and they were at school, the gym was in the background. Maybe he is new? Or visiting? No need to worry.

For the next few hours, Drew and i talked, battled on Playstation and didn't see any of the others until we got to our hotel. It was nice though. Bonding time with one of my best mates. Ever since he found out Skyler was his sister, he has become increasingly overprotective. Always worrying about her, even though he knows she is in safe hands. This tour is a test for him, a tough one. He set himself a target of not to constantly text her asking if she was safe or happy or anything like that. Also after the incident that night he became like this. She didn't find it too annoying. I guess it was comforting for her to know someone cared. Skyler doesn't bother to really text us. Its only been a few hours so maybe its not hit her yet that we weren't going to be around for ages. Who knows?

The bus came to a stop and out of the window i saw a huge tan coloured building. Probably our hotel. It seemed homely. Only now was the sun beginning to disappear behind the hills. I cant remember where we are right now or our first show. Might be better to know. If this tour goes well, who knows what shows or festivals we'll be playing next. Everyone pilled out the stuffy tour bus and in to the fresh air of the mountains. It was warm but not uncomfortably so. I wish we could be on a retreat rather a tour right now. This place was lovely and refreshing. Wesley's arm wrapped round my neck, leading me inside the large glass doors. The reception area was huge. Clean white walls and sofas with a contrasting dark wood as the desks and tables. It felt almost ranch like to me. After about a minute of me admiring the interior, i was being whisked off to an industrial sized elevator. Mirrors surrounded us, making the inside seem even bigger. A ping signalled the door opening. Our manager led us down a long, nicely decorated corridor to a room. Our room i guess

"Get some rest. Dinner is in an hour. Early start tomorrow. See you later lads." With that he gave the key card to Drew and left us to probably go to his room. Hopefully there aren't any fan girls that somehow know where we are all the time. That would ruin this whole tour. Drew slid in the card and pushed down the handle. As he opened the door, the smell of freshly cut grass filled my nose. It reminded me of home for some reason. Wesley led us in, a guy following behind us with some luggage. Like the reception, the walls were white with a strip of wood that ran around the whole room. This was just the entrance living room area. There were three oak doors that probably led to our bedrooms. In this living room was a huge TV, which was surrounded by large white leather sofas, a quaint fireplace and various cabinets of different sizes. Drew immediately went straight to the mini bar that sat in the corner of the room. Never have i been in a suite like this, or even a suite. We normally have plain boring average rooms. This had to be the presidential suite or something important sounding. Now i am extremely excited to be on this tour. Once in my life i want to experience luxury. And this room is just the start of that adventure.

~Sorry if this is short, once again i wrote it in my phone because I'm lazy.

And i know i said that i wasn't gonna upload again before Christmas but i couldn't resist!

I just wanted to wish you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

This is the last time probably i upload before the new year. I hope you get everything you want and next year will be amazing for you all!

Please give me a good Christmas presents by commenting, sharing and voting this story. It makes me so happy every time i hear from one of you m i hope i can inspire more of you to write your own stories.

Anyway Merry Christmas again

Natty Out!~

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