The Young & The Mindless: Tour Diaries!

Chapter 2: Happiness

Leslie Jackson

It's been two days and I, personally, have been stressed the entire time. Since my mother called the night I left, I've just been feeling remorse for even sneaking out. Roc seems happy though. I was sitting next to Melody on one of the tour bus couches and she was going on and on about how excited she was for this date she had with a Yogurtland employee.

"He was really cute!" Melody cheered.

"I know!" I exclaimed in agreement. "I'm so glad that you're moving on!"

She paused for a moment, "Yeah, me too."

"I mean, I'm just so happy that you found something to help you get your mind off of Prodigy, you know?"

"Yeah... Um, I'll be right back."

"Uh, okay."

At that, she got up and walked off of the bus for some strange, unknown Melody type of reason.

I sat back and tried to relax myself for a little while.

"Hey, can we talk?" I heard someone ask.

I turned around, facing the bus' door and saw Kori. Why am I not surprised?

"Make it quick," I said sizing her up and down.

"I'm sorry."

"It's not me who you should be apologizing to. You didn't hurt me."

"Exactly! So, why are you acting like this? Why can't you forgive me?"

"Just playing the game how you played it. Melody doesn't feel comfortable around you and, you know, since I'm her friend, I'm really starting to get uncomfortable with your presence as well. Have a blessed day, Kori," I replied walking past her and towards the bunks.

Just then, everyone came back onto the bus and we were off to the hotel. We were currently in Atlanta, Georgia. We made it to the hotel and while everyone went to check the place out, I decided to use this alone time to think of my outfit for tonight. I put in my earbuds and listened to my Old School R&B playlist. I shuffled it and Questions by Blaque was the first song to hit my ears and sang along.

"I want to know why this feels so right.
I want to know why you hold me tight.
Each and every night.
It keeps me up at night,
thinking about the things I like.
Can't believe you're in my life.

"I want to know why you're the one.
The things that they should've, you've already done.
God sent you straight to me.
You make me want to sing la-da-da-da!

"But, when you look at me, do you see your wife?
Can you picture us loving each other for life?
Are you playing the role, just like the rest?
These are the questions that I ask myself.
If another should come who's finer than me,
and she wants to take your love away.
Would you leave?
Baby please, answer these questions..." I sang before feeling an earbud rip out of my ear.

"Well, let's see. Um, yes, yes, no, and no! Did I pass?" Roc said pulling me into his arms by my waist.

"With flying colors."

"Yes!"

I kissed him and he smiled, interlocking our fingers.

"I love you, Roc."

"Still?"

"Yes," I said giggling.

He laughed, "Yeah? Well, I still love you, too. Probably more than you love me."