warped love story

dont mess with the bagel

I’m woken up by the cold hard floor as i fall off my bed ".........oww" I say. The entire bus erupted into laughter as my fellow band member’s fall onto the floor in hysterics. "Glad you think my pain is funny guys" I say as I get up, annoyed that nobody cares that I fell from the top bunk onto the hard floor. "What’s for breakfast?" I ask walking into the kitchen part of the tour bus "whatever you can find" Oliver said or well more mumbled since he had a mouthful of microwaved burrito. "someone" Alex shot a glance at Brandon “forgot to restock the fridge after his last midnight fiasco" let me fill you in, Brandon has the tendency to wake up starving in the middle of the night and eat everything and when I say everything I mean everything, so, no food. "BRANDON!" I scream running at him, tackling him to the floor "DID YOU EAT MY BAGLES?! DID YOU!" I scream (I have a serious thing for bagels, it’s like the best relationship I’ve been in) "I SWEAR BRANDON IF YOU ATE MY BAGLES." "I didn’t! I didn’t! I swear!" Brandon yelled hoping I would believe him "he did" Alex barely got out from laughing too much. "AAAAAAAAAAAA MY BABIESSS!! HOW DARE YOU!" i screamed because come on bagels are really good. I look behind me and see Alex and Oliver dying of laughter and Danny is filming it all. for the brief second I let my guard down Brandon jumped up and started running to the back of the bus "IM FREEEEEEEEE" he shouts "TRY AND CATCH ME NOW SHAY-SHAY" he taunted standing next to the beds "YOU ATE MY BAGLES NOW YOU MUST PAY!" i screamed running to the living room and picking up one of the foam noodles we keep for situations like so "YOU. MUST. DIE." I ran at Brandon and swung the noodle at him "EEK" he squeaked "STOP HITTING THE DEFENSLESS" he yelled "THEN ADMIT YOUR MISTAKE" i yelled still swinging the noodle at him "NEVERRRR" he yelled running for the noodles and grabbing one "HAH NOW FIGHT ME!" he screamed "COME AT ME BRO" we had an epic sword fight with foam noodles until Brandon fell dropping his noodle. “SURRENDER OR PARISH!" I yelled standing over him "don’t make me go down in flaaames don’t maake meehh, dont maaakkee meeee go down like this in flamessss!" Brandon yelled making a reference to the ghost town song "in flames". i bust out laughing and then swung the noodle at his face yelling "I DO THIS FOR MY BAGLESSSS." "aghrhafbijdfbvuiehfiasjbdfjhdsbvlhdfaku" Brandon pretends to choke and then die "teaches you to mess with my bagels" I say, walking away from him into the kitchen. Our manager walks back to where we are all sitting and says "were at the first venue, you play at 2:30, that’s in 5 hours, now try not to get into any trouble in that time." he walked off the bus "well he’s no fun" Danny laughed as we all walked off the bus and into the first warped venue.

(a/n sorry for the short chapter again! i promise ill start writing longer ones soon. if you liked it vote/comment pwease x3 )