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Calum

Bree couldn't get over what her brother had said so to make her laugh I shoved as many straws possible into my mouth, she did the same.

Mariah

Why did I like these people so much? I asked myself while Bree and Calum had a contest if who could fit the most straws in their face. So far Bree was ahead because she had,like, sixty in her mouth. They had stolen all of these straws from the last restaurant we went to.

"Do you realize how many spitballs you could launch at once?" Ashton asked while looking up from his phone. Bree looked at him and I think she smiled.

"Yho moddr ucki enius," she said. I quickly translated because I was fluent in gibberish.

"She said, you mother fucking genius," I told Ashton and Bree nodded approvingly.

Cierra

I walked in at the wrong time. Bree and Calum had straws in their faces and Mariah shook her head at their stupidity.

"Imbeciles," she said and rolled her eyes.

"Hey Michael," I called to him. He was in the back of the bus playing Fifa.

"What do you want," he replied obviously annoyed that I was bugging him.

"Come see how beautiful your girlfriend looks, she's stunning," I said hiding my laugh. Nicole walked in and did a double take.

"What the fuck," she asked. I put a finger to my lips and she got the message.

Michael appeared and looked at her for a second.

"A I uiful, Ichal," Bree said.

"She asked if she was beautiful," Mariah translated. He blinked a few times so he could register what the hell was going on. He shook his head and walked back to the Xbox.

Bree glared at him as he left and got up. I follwed her to the back of the bus. She stood between him and the paused tv. She then spit out the straws and they went all over Michael.

"What the fuck Bree!" He screamed rather meanly.

"I- I was just trying to be funny," she stuttered. Michael didn't usually yell at her for little things like this. I quickly left and closed the door because I was shit when it came to helping people in arguments.

Bree

He was really mad at me and I didn't know why.

"What's wrong with you?" I questioned trying to sound confident.

"I came back here to be alone now please leave me the fuck alone!" he yelled and continued his game that I had moved away from. I should've shut my mouth and left but I was pissed because I hadn't done anything that bad.

"Why are you being such an ass?"

"I just want some alone time and because of that I'm an ass, okay, how about you're a clingy bitch that won't leave me alone," he yelled and returned to playing the game. I winced at his harsh words and stormed out of the room.

I passed where everyone was in the bunk areas and went to the front. I shut the door and shut the one that connected us to where the driver sat.

I screamed in frustration and threw things that couldn't be broken or break anything. Nicole slid the door open very slowly and walked in, she shut the door behind her. She then dodged a throw pillow that had ricocheted off of the wall.

I sat on a couch and Nicole sat beside me. I raked a hand through my hair and she hugged me which wasn't something that we usually do, we were that group of friends that didn't hug each other goodbye, we usually said bye bitch or see ya later loser.

Calum

I know that he might not have like getting straws spit at him but he didn't need to blow up on her like that, what she did wasn't that bad. I quietly sat beside Michael whose eyes were glued to the screen.

"She can be so annoying at times," he muttered under his breath. I winced because I knew that if she found out that he said that. . . all hell would break loose.

"What's up, you've be grouchier than usual," I asked him kindly but got a rude remark.

"Oh great, you too."

"Seriously though."

"I've just been stressed and spending time on a bus with four two times the recommended amount on it doesn't help, and Bree had just been clingy lately," he sighed and shook his head.

"Maybe she's going through a rough time and needs your help," I said trying to lean him towards the answer I knew was right.

"Bree? Are you kidding me? Since when does she ever have a rough time," he sneered.

"Trust me Michael, she has rough times more than you know," I said quietly and sadly.

"Oh really, name one that I don't know about," he said while pausing his game.

"I can't say, she made me promise that I wouldn't tell you unless she gave me special permission. All I can tell you is that she tells me and not you because she doesn't want you to worry about her."

"Oh she'll be fine," Michael said and had barely looked up from his game.

"Asshole," I mumbled and left the room.

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Nicole

Damn it was awkward in that room. We were all getting ready to go to bed and Bree and Michael still haven't said a word to each other, heck, they haven't said a word at all.

I offered Bree that she could sleep with me and she turned me down saying that she would sleep in the back.

It was her turn for the bathroom after Michael. Bree stormed past him and "accidentally" bumped into him on her way in.

"What the heck," he said as she closed the door. Once she came out in her pajamas she headed for the back with an extra blanket.

"What was hat shove for," he asked her. She rolled her eyes and slammed the door behind her.

"You inconsiderate bitch," I said and followed her. We had a movie night in the back of the bus until we fell asleep.

(A/N I know that Michael wouldn't do anything like this but for the sake of some drama in the story just LET IT GOOOOO!)

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