Shit Happens (A Day to Remember)

23- Sleeping in Cars

Song: Bad Seed Rising- Sleeping in Cars

Genevieve

"Hey, Genevieve.  We've gotta get going soon."  A soft voice whispered to me.  I opened my eyes and found that I was sprawled out on my stomach on an unfamiliar couch in an unfamiliar room.  My head spun for a moment, trying to figure out where I was, how I got here, and who had spoken to me.  My eyes eventually landed on a short, brunette girl.  Ah, Mikey.

The memories of the night before came rushing back to me.  I had gone to the blink 182 show and met the opening act and now I was working for them.  Also, judging by my slamming migraine, I got pretty drunk too.

"Hi."  I muttered, rolling over onto my back and trying to wake myself up.  "What time is it?"  I asked.  The light coming through the small room didn't seem light enough.

"Five."  Mikey answered, tossing a t-shirt and a pair of jeans at me.  "We're gonna hit the showers and then take off.  You in?"  

"Uh, yeah."  I sighed and sat up, my head pounding relentlessly.  Mikey and I walked to the showers together in silence.  Something told me she was hungover too.

We showered quickly and I changed into the random outfit she had tossed me.  She started telling me all the things she had to do before we left for the next stop, but all I could think about how stupid it was to just take the job as the new merch girl without even thinking about what would happen.  I mean, I had nothing here to stay for.  No real friends, no boyfriend, no house, no job worth worrying over.  But I was an adult, and that meant thinking reasonably, right?

"Mikey," I interrupted her spiel, "am I making the right decision?"  I asked.

"What do you mean?"  She asked as we walked to my car way out in the regular parking.

 "I'm basically dropping everything I have here to join some people I just met last night on tour."  I sighed.  "I mean, I don't have much, but.."

"Nev, I promise, if you aren't happy, you don't have to stay."  Mikey put her hand on my shoulder.  "We'll even pay for the flight back out here if you need to leave."  I simply nodded.

We got to my car and between the two of us we were able to carry everything I owned to the tour bus.  A backpack with my laptop, my small collection of makeup, and some toiletries, a duffel bag of clothing, and my beat up old acoustic guitar is all there was.

"Is this really it?"  Mikey asked me.  I sighed and nodded.

"I had more but I had to sell it for gas money."  I shamefully mumbled.  Mikey stopped and set down the bag with my clothes.  When I turned to see what she was doing, she pulled me into a tight hug.  I had my backpack and my guitar, and I was socially awkward enough as it was, so I just awkwardly hugged back.  Sorta.

Wordlessly, she picked up my bag and we kept walking.  As we approached the bus, we met Kevin and Neil, who were also loading onto the bus.

"Hello, ladies."  Kevin greeted, as Neil went to Mikey and gave her a kiss on the cheek.  They were so cute.  I could tell she adored him, and he was head over heels for her.  I felt myself growing slightly jealous, but I pushed it aside.  There's no time for that.  "You play?"  Kevin's voice brought me back from my own head.  I looked to where he was gesturing, the guitar in my hand.

"Oh, yeah."  I nodded.  "My grandpa taught me when I was 9."  I smiled at the memory.

"I'd love to hear you play sometime."  He smirked.

"I'm sure that could be arranged."  I felt myself blushing.  Why was I so weird around guys?

"Cool."  He laughed lightly.  McKenna put my guitar in with the rest of the gear and we brought my backpack and bag onto the bus.

"So this will be your bunk.  You'll be right under Neil and across from me."  McKenna pointed to a bottom bunk.  "Your bags can go in this junk bunk."  She pointed to a top bunk.  "The bathroom is right there.  Back lounge is that way.  Help yourself to any food that doesn't have a name written on it.  Any other questions?"

I shook my head.  This was all really overwhelming.

"Okay.  Well don't be afraid to ask."  She smiled gently. 

I stood and looked around the bus.  It was definitely going to take some getting used to, but I guess living in a bus would be better than living in a shitty little car.