it's time to move on

chapter seven

I leant my forehead at a tilt on the window and watched the trees and fields we drove past on the motor way.

I was in a day dream, fixing my eyes on the current blur of trees and the occasional lamp post. Hearing the conversations between Tris and James about the gym and how "devastated" they are at how long they've got to wait for the new season of The Walking Dead.

Not engaging in any conversations at all, I slipped my ear phones in, scrolled through my handful of playlists until I finally found The Fault In Our Stars soundtrack and pressed play then shuffle. The drum beat filling my ears of the beginning of the song, What You Wanted by One Republic.

Gently resting my head back onto the window, I sneakily looked over at Brad noticing he had his eyes shut and his hand keeping his head up. I shifted about trying to get comfortable and once I did, I shut my eye lids and eventually fell asleep.

I woke up to James' index finger prodding my right cheek. I looked up at him, giving him the death glare and he slowly retrieved his finger back to himself and sat back down. I giggled slightly at how childish he is. Weirdo.

I stretched my arms out and sighed. That was a nice nap. I closed the music app on my phone and plugged my earphones out of the jack. Tris turned around to look at me and started smirking at me.

"What are you smirking at you lettuce?" I furrowed my eyebrows at him,

"Nothing" he smiled and turned back around without saying another word.

I brushed it off and decided to check my phone in case my mother had texted me. I noticed I had a number one next to my twitter icon, telling me that I had a notification. I opened up the app and clicked on the notifications section, reaviling at least 300 alerts. I was baffled.

I only have 749 followers. What?

I scrolled through the many accounts who had favourited something I was mentioned in. As I bit the inside of my lip, which is a bad habit of mine, I clicked on one of the notifications and saw that Tris mentioned me in one of his tweets. I couldn't be bothered going through each and every notification to try find the tweet, so I typed Tris' @ name in the search box at the top and soon enough I was scowling at a hideous photo of me sleeping from only minutes ago with the caption

"The little sis taking a nap as we head to the airport @AbeEvanss"

"You utter knob" I interjected, waking up Brad.

He squinted his eyes at me as he stretched out, getting comfortable again and then sighing.

I clicked on my profile and saw that I now had 2,900 followers instead of the 749 I had only seconds ago.

"Guys, we're like round the corner of the airport. Abe, stay close to me when we get out of the van, okay?" I nodded but wondered why. I know the band is big but it won't be like major packed. As I thought that, we went round the corner once we had gone round the roundabout.

I immediately heard hundreds of shrieks from a large amount of girls who were now being blocked off by several security guards. Ive never been out with Tris and the guys so I was extremely nervous and shocked. As we pulled up in front of the main doors I fixed my hair and breathed in, attempting to calm the nerves. Tris looked back at me before getting out of the van.

"Stay close to me remember, get out of Brad's door once he's out so you don't get crowded" I nodded at him and scooted over next to Brad. Well this is highly awkward.

Tris got out of van first, then James, them Brad then eventually me. As Tris took a few selfies with fans and sighed a couple of things, he swivelled round to check on me, waving my hand at him, he smiled and nodded then walked into the building.