*sorry this is so short, but a longer chapter 9 will be here soon*
I couldn't sleep. All that kept running through my mind was the huge fight with my parents.
I flip over and look at Patrick. He was sound asleep. I lay there, staring at the top of his bunk. I heard faint music playing in the distance. I sit up and look out of the curtain of the bunk. Pete was awake, jamming out to something on his computer towards the front of the bus. Literally jamming out.
I get up. The bus was moving. We were on our way to Vegas...or some place I wasn't aware of. I couldn't think straight right now. I hold on to Joe's bunk and Patrick's bunk as I step onto the floor. I could barely stand up straight.
As I walk out towards the bus, I look out the huge windows. We were on some highway, and the time was a little past three in the morning. Pitch black outside.
I walk up behind Pete and tap him on the shoulder. He takes out his headphones.
"DON'T BOTHER SLEEPING WITHOUT ONE EYE OPEN WIDE, THERE'S CREATURES IN THE NIGHT TO HAUNT YOU!" he yells, singing along to some Sleeping with Sirens song. I was so confused. I raise my eyebrows.
"I actually don't listen to them, but it came on shuffle on Spotify, so hey, why not?"
"Okay then," I say, laughing, sitting down in the table/booth across from him. I sigh.
"Parents got ya down?"
"It's just...oh my God, Pete, my Dad thinks I'm pregnant."
"With Stump's?"
"No, with Leonardo DiCaprio's!" I exclaim, sarcastically.
"REALLY?!"
"PETE!" I yell, laughing. He laughs. My laughing fades out after a few moments and I look out the window. I sigh. "Where are we going?"
"Ohio." I don't know why I was thinking Vegas.
"Pete," I say, still looking out the window. I look at him after a minute. He was looking right at me. "My family hates me now."
"No they don't," he says, leaning back in his side of the booth, crossing his arms. "You just wanna think that."
"Pete, you were there."
"April, your family doesn't hate you. Give it a week and they'll be like, 'Oh, we miss you!'. If it's anyone they hate, damn, it's me."
"Well, you did say 'F YOUR PROPERTY!' as we left as Patrick basically kidnapped me." We both laugh.
"You know, I've known Patrick for awhile. Wait, that's obvious. Anyways, I can tell he really likes you. Really. I've never seen him so crazy for someone before. He talks about you nonstop, sometimes we just have to tell him to shut up," Pete informs me. I laugh.
"Good to know, because I feel the same way about him," I say, staring at our bunk down the hall. I see Pete smile.
"Well, I'm heading to bed," I say, getting up. Pete puts his headphones back in. I stop walking and turn around.
"When are you ever gonna bring the 2007 Pete back?" I joke.
"IT WAS JUST A PHASE, MOM!" he yells, not even turning around to talk to my face. I crack up and hop back in my bunk.
