Black Panther

I. Am. Screwed.

 The guys led me onto the tour bus, as Andy started to regain his calm cool and collected self, the others excitedly showed me around the place. It was the coolest bus I'd ever seen, there was this sofa curling round a table with two barstools at the front. In front of it was a sort of cabinet-thing where the big tv raises up out of the surface. If you carried on going to the front of the bus from there, there was a small kitchen area with a fridge and a jar of cookies labelled 'Andy', which Ash immediately helped himself to. Then there were two doors, one leading to the drivers seat, and the other leading to the bathroom. I had never seen one before. The flush sounded terrifying... Yeah. There are gonna be a lot of problems on this tour. I have never even eaten human food, just the stuff I've hunted. I've only ever seen people eat things from outside the café's with the big glass windows. I'm screwed if we have fried eggs!

 The guys took me to the back of the bus, where there were two rows of bunk beds. Four in total, then a slightly bigger one at the back, assuming that that was for Jinxx and Sammi, I didn't say anything. Jinxx told me that she was shopping somewhere or other. I wasn't really listening. Just before the beds, was several cupboards and wardrobes containing clothes and make up... That I was going to stay FAR FAR AWAY from.

"Where do I sleep?" I asked, being that there were only five beds.

"Well... You could share with someone..." said Jake, scared I was going to hit him. This needed some thinking. I have awful nightmares. They were about the one night of vivisection with Mr Madman. I escaped before I bled out though, so that's why I'm not dead. The problem is, when you're being cut about, fully awake, with no painkillers, you tend to get a little bit...violent. It also a danger for someone to wake me up, as the last person who did that took a trip to the lovely doctors and nurses of London Hospital.

"I'll sleep on the sofa." I said, after careful deliberation. "Also, try to avoid waking me, I'm not really a morning person. If you must, just try yelling from outside the bus. Trust me, I'll hear it."

"Do you want to go get your stuff?" asked Andy.

"Already got everything." I said, shrugging off my rucksack. "Take a good look at my worldly possessions! Just kidding, you're not allowed to look."

 Everyone then sat down, and we turned on the TV, after a while, everyone loosened up and relaxed, chatting casually, laughing at the stupidity of some of the things each other had done in their life time.

"What's the stupidest thing you've done Jo?" asked Ashley.

"Uh..." This was a problem. I had never actually done anything stupid, I was running as long as I could remember. I could just make something up, but then again, that wasn't really an option. I'm not particularly imaginative. "Never really done anything particularly stupid. Had to live on my own as long as I can remember so I had to learn to survive on my own very quickly."

"Is that how you got all those scars and burns?" asked C.C.

 I nodded, signalling that I didn't really want to talk about it anymore. They didn't push it... Well Andy did, he just kept poking me. He took my left arm and studied my scars and burns, until I turned on Batman, snapping him to attention.

 Eventually I  went to Andy's bunk - I told him that I was going to get changed there - got into the ripped clothes, went back to the sofa, and fell asleep...