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The laughter of a group of loud Germans was like an alarm clock to me. I shot up, smacking my head with the top of the bunk.

"Fuck," I shouted, rubbing my head, a Georg shifted closer to me. "Georg, get up the boys are back." Within seconds his eyes shot open, as pushed me out of the bunk, getting up out seconds after me. We both scattered around searching for our clothes.  Bending my arms to make them go through my bra I tripped due to lack of balance. On my knees, I continued to hook the back. The rough carpet itched against my skin as I looked through the pile of clothes for my things.  

"Your shirt," I whispered throwing the plain white t-shirt he had been wearing. Finding my skirt I slipped it on quickly over my head. The laughter was growing louder, which meant that they were so close to catching us. I felt a piece of cloth that Georg had thrown to me hit my leg. Bending over to pick up my skirt, I slipped it on as well while trying to stand up from the ground. The only thing that was missing was my underwear, which was nowhere to be found. 

"Have you seen my panties?" I asked Georg as he searched the bunk we had been previously in. There was a bang on the door, any second the boys would come in. Georg and I both continued our hunt for my panties, but we had no luck.

"Babe, just go with it," Georg suggested as he held my hand leading me to the living room. 

"No one has to know," he winked at me, placing a chaste kiss on my lips, before sitting turning on the tv. I heard the door unlock and open, I took the seat right next to him.

"Georg, I don't want to watch that stupid movie," I shouted, deciding to build a scene so the boys wouldn't get suspicious. I just hoped Georg would follow along with me, which to my luck he did.

"Tana, I won the rock, paper, scissors game, fair and square, so you have no choice but watch it, or you could go to the back," he followed along to my surprise. 

"It's too cold back there," I argued back, which wasn't a lie, I hated the back room, it was like walking into a meat locker. On one occasion, Georg had dragged me to the back because he didn't want the boys to hear us and I instantly regretted it. 

"Well, take a blanket," he snapped back. I had to admit his acting skills were on point today. As a response to his comment, I smacked his chest, and gave a push, acting as if I was trying to reach for the remote. 

"Guys, it's just tv," Bill stepped into our fake argument. "Look Georg finish your movie, and then it's Montana's turn, ok." I rolled my eyes and nodded, getting up from the seat, trying to not flash anyone, seeing as I still had no underwear, thanks to Georg. I silently prayed that no one noticed my current state and rushed to the mini booth the bus had. 

"I guess I'll edit the little bunch of pictures I have left in the meantime. Thank you for ruining my break Georg," I said sitting across from Tom, as he sent a smile my way. 

"I saw the email you sent us of the shots you took the past nights and they are great, babe," he said switching seats and sitting right to me. I placed my head on his shoulder, thanking him for his nice comments. Tom and I had grown pretty close over this time. He was someone that I go to for fun, though his fun was mainly bullying me but it made me laugh so, in the end, it didn't matter. 

"You want me to teach you the basics," I offered to him, as I waited for my Photoshop apps to load. 

"Sure, but maybe after we come back from the beach," he answered, placing a small kiss on my expose shoulder before getting up from his seat. I moved down so that Alan could take his spot next to me. 

"Sure, so what time are we actually going" I question him, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion. No one had mentioned anything about timing yet, so I just wanted to know so that I could plan out my time to get ready.

"Well, Alan and Bill want to take a shower before we go. So I guess after they finish you can go in to get ready," he explained to me. I nodded my head, my attention on changing the color hue to make the picture more blueish. 

"Oh, Montana, I like two pieces," a small giggle left Tom's mouth after his suggestive comment. 

"What makes you think she cares?" I heard Georg speak up. My eyes glanced at him as he waited for Tom's response.

"If you had only seen her last night, it was then that I knew she wanted me. So she cares," Tom joked, as he walked to the bunk area. Letting out a small giggle I flipped him off before he completely turned around. I shook my head, let my laughs continue, looking to see Georg's reaction. The moment my eyes met his face, I stopped my giggles. This was a look I had never seen on him before. Redfaced. Angry eyes. I wondered what was his deal, I thought him out of all people would laugh, seeing that he always laughed at Tom's jokes. He turned his eyes to me, there was a certain feel to them that I couldn't pinpoint. It seemed like he didn't take the joke so lightly. Almost as if he was jealous of something. I shook those thoughts away, knowing that there was no way the Georg would be jealous of Tom. Or could he be? No, there was no way, we weren't even a thing. Yeah, Montana, it's fine. Though that still didn't explain why he was angry, it was whatever. Shaking way my thought clouds, I went back to editing one of the pictures from the night before. 

"Montana, babe, I told you to make sure that you cleaned up last night," Tom said, standing near the bathroom. I heard a few snickers come from the boys, even then I didn't look up quickly. Slowly moving my eyes away from the screen, I finally lifted my eyes up to Tom's direction. My eyes were drawn to the blue cloth in his hands, widening after realizing that they were my lost panties. Shifting my eyes to Georg, he gave me a small wink, that just drove me crazy, causing me to blush hard. 

"Give me those," I said as I snatched them out of Tom's hands, and shook my head, as I headed to my bunk to "put them away". I secretly hoped that he wouldn't follow me so I could actually put them. To my favor, he didn't, but he did start laughing along with the rest of the guys. Slipping them on, I reached for my phone that I had left charging, and sent a quiet text to Georg.

"I am so getting you back for this"

I prepped myself for the endless jokes the band would make before returning to the front of the bus, flipping all of them off laughing.

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