What A Catch.

Chapter 78

Pov Beth

I sit up suddenly, putting my hand on my head. I look around. Im on a sofa on the top of a bus. Everyone is sitting on the sofas and bean bags and they give me weird looks. I try to remember earlier, why would they be looking at me like this. I smile weirdly and Pete rubs my forehead.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?" I ask weirdly.

"Are you okay now?" Joe asks.

"Why? Yes?"

"You went coocoo bananas. Here, have a look."

Joe takes out his phone, showing a picture of me sitting where I am now, grinning madly with a confused looking Fall Out Boy. I bite on my lip.

"Thats weird. Dont remember that." I laugh.

"Yeah, you were like a crazy fangirl." Patrick laughs.

"Oh? Dear lord..."

I slowly sit myself up and inspect the room. This is a beautiful bus, if I ever saw one. I look around awkwardly, everyone is waiting for me to go mad.

"Dont wait for me, Im not going to do a backflip." I laugh.

Pete gives me a look like 'are you sure' and we both laugh.

"Okay? So Patrick, what is the set list." Andy asks Patrick.

"Im not going to shut up for this one." Patrick smiles.

"But-but you are on vocal rest?" Joe says, disappointed.

"Ill come off for a moment. We have to do all of Save Rock And Roll. Lets doing some Foile a deux aswell? Then we can do Rat A Tat and Nanana with Mcr... The rest is up to you guys." Patrick instructs.

I lose and concentration in the conversation. Someone must have drugged me earlier or something. I laugh to myself at the thought, who would drug me? Or who wouldnt, recently Casey and I have really messed up. But why would I go mad or halucinate like that. I shuffle uncomfortablely.

"Beth?" Pete whispers.

"Oh, yeah, sorry?" I reply.

"Pizza it is then. Although, we are moving... Ill order it for the pit stop in an hour."

"Cool."

"Have we introduced you to our guitar tech and travelling manager?" Patrick asks Casey and I.

"I dont think so?''

"Oh well, they are coming up now. They stay at the front bed rooms with a couple of other tech people, they are coming aswell actually."

Some people knock on the door. 3 People to be exact. A girl with white silvery lilac hair, down just past her shoulders in waves and loads of tatoos leads. She has grey eyes and is definately taller than me. She adjusts her flower crown before shaking my hand.

"hi, Im Fae." She smiles, "Im instrument tech."

A man follows, a beard forming. He is tall and has muscles, large ones. He has hair that looks like a ski slope at the front. He is really tall and when he aproaches me I feel a little scared.

"Rhett. I do some body guarding, I play backup guitar if anyone is ill and talking about nursing... I do some nursing stuff. If anyones ill... Jack of all trades." He looks at me weirdly and I look at him, questioning.

He walks on, eyes still on mine before switching to Caseys.

A small weedy man just taller than me stands in front of me. He has thick rim glasses and wears a green scarf. I notice his hipster moustache and he raises an eyebrow at me.