Dyed In the Wool

4

Hushed voices came from the back of the bus. They all sounded excited about whatever it was that they were discussing. With every ounce of my body I wanted to turn back over in my bunk and ignore them, but I knew I would end up not being able to go back to sleep. So instead, I rolled over and gracefully and quietly got out of the bunk I had been assigned.

Most of the bunks were still occupied it looked like, all of the curtains were pulled too. Instead of going towards the back, I went towards the front for coffee. I glared at my work area, mad that I had gotten so worked up last night working I had to literally walk away from it for ten minutes. Finally at 4:45 I had called it a night and was done.

Filling up a clean cup, I started a fresh pot. Someone would complain that we didn't have any freshly brewed coffee. It was a pretty commons fight we had in the mornings. Inhaling, I felt tired and slightly slick. This weather and traveling was not doing much for my sinus'. Finally, I made my way back to the back lounge.

"Morning Gemma!" The guys called quietly as I sleepily walked back to the lounge, tightly holding onto my coffee.

"Morning." I whispered back, sitting down beside Ryan who pulled me into his side, smiling down at me. "Morning handsome."

His smiled widened as he watched me sip my coffee. "Morning Beautiful."

"We have finally decided what we are doing today!" Josh cheered, quickly earning glares from everyone because not everyone on this bus was awake.

"And?" I asked, watching as everyone got excited.

"We are going to the water park!" Chris answered, stealing his thunder.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Josh groaned. "Dude, you can't just do that! This was all my idea and you just took away my satisfaction of sharing!"

A loud bang came from the bed area and we all knew that someone was waking up, and they were pissed. Josh again earned glares from everyone because it was clear he knew that it was his fault that we would now be dealing with grumpy people because he couldn't be quiet.

"Sorry guys." He tried.

I gave a laugh as Ghost appeared in the door, still sleepy. We made eye contact, before his eyes slid down to the near empty mug I had in my hands then quickly looking back up. "I just made some more." I said and his face lit up. Ryan's laughter beside me was infectious, and everyone laughed with him, soon becoming interested in their own conversations. "I'll be right back." I told him, standing up and stretching lightly.