It wasn't until after about the 15th CD that my hand began to cramp up. There were only a handful of kids left. I smiled when a camera was pointed in my face, turning away from the security guards and letting the kids snap the picture anyways. They'd always whisper a thank you or grin widely when I did.
When we were all done, I picked up my giant stack of presents and walked with Ricky back to the bus, him carrying his own small mountain of gifts. Stepping onto the bus, we both walked to the bunks, placing our presents in our own bunks before walking back off the bus.
"Can I walk around with you?" Ricky asked me, laughing. "I'm bored as hell."
I giggled and nodded my head, strolling along with him through the crowded venue. A few people stopped us for pictures and some took them without even telling us, just pictures of us walking. At some point I jumped on Ricky's back, forcing him to carry me around. People giggled and laughed, taking even more pictures.
I hopped off of Ricky's back, leading him over to a stand selling drinks. It was really hot. A group of boys stood near the booth, staring at Ricky and I in disgust. I waved at them sarcastically, grabbed my drink and walked away with Ricky. They followed.
"Excuse me," The tallest one said. He had shaggy brown hair and mud colored brown eyes. "Could I ask you a question?" He looked straight at me.
"Uh, sure." I said, giving him a look that said 'go for it'.
"What's a hot girl like you doing with a faggot like him?" He laughed, his gaze moving down to my chest, and then lower.
Ricky began to advance on him, but I grabbed a fistful of his shirt, pulling him back. The boys continued to laugh, one of them even motioning for Ricky to hit him. Ricky tried to go towards them again but I dug my nails into his arm.
"Hey!" Chris called, jogging over. "What's going on?"
"Noth-" I started.
"I was just asking her why, being as she's so hot, would she ever hang with a bunch of faggots like you." The tallest one said again, cutting me off.
Chris gave me an odd look, something in his eyes I couldn't explain. He began laughing, slowly moving towards them. While still laughing, he hit the tallest one in the face and everything erupted. Ricky pulled out of my grip and attacked the one who'd been taunting him, all the while I was trying to pull them both off.
Someone's elbow made contact with my face and I fell backwards, growing insanely pissed. I climbed on top of the dog pile, kicking and elbowing at all of them, even Chris and Ricky. Just as my fist made contact with someone's face, I was pulled away. I turned to face my wanna-be savior.
"Go the fuck away." I hissed at him, shoving him hard.
"You're going to get hurt, Kayla." Ryan said, taking a firm grip on my wrists.
Three or four security guards ran over, pulling all of the boys apart. Ricky had blood coming out of his mouth and from his head, Chris' nose was bleeding. I didn't check the other boys.
"All of you follow me!" One of the security guards shouted.
All of us, including Ryan, were grabbed by our arms, our hands shoved behind our back. We were taken to the medical tent, all of us forced to sit down at least 5 feet from each other. Chris gave me a look of apology.
"Idiot." I barked at him, crossing my arms and turning away.
I was called into the tent first. Two men made me lay down on a small foldable table and pull my shirt up, just below my breasts. They checked my sides, my back, and my stomach before letting me sit up.
"Your nose is broken." One of them said.
I sighed. Nice way to start Warped Tour. After they were done examining me, I stalked out of the tent, not stopping until I was back at our bus. I threw myself down on the couch, ignoring the looks Balz and Devin were giving me.
"What happened to your nose? It looks swollen." Devin asked, reaching towards me. I slapped his hand.
"Chris, Ricky, and I got in a fight with some dumbasses."
"What happened?" Devin repeated.
"These guys were calling them faggots, Chris and Ricky got mad, attacked them, I tried to stop them and I got hit in the face."
"You fought guys? Badass." Balz said.
At that time, Chris ran on the bus, sitting down on the couch next to me. I got up, walking to my bunk and hopping inside. I could hear him telling Balz and Devin what happened.
I sighed, sorting through all of the gifts I'd gotten from fans. My nose was starting to hurt. After everything was neatly stacked in the corner, I jumped out of the bunk, walking into the bathroom and slamming the door. I grabbed my concealer out of the duffel bag on the floor and gently applied it on my nose, wincing at how sore it was. I still had a lot of swelling, and both of my eyes looked like they were going to be black.
I walked out of the bathroom, ignoring the guys and storming off the bus, pulling my phone out.
'@KaylaMIW: I have a broken nose. Fabulous way to start tour, right? #dumbass.'
I walked around aimlessly by myself for a while, passing Ricky and the boys we'd fought, giving them the finger when they made obscene gestures towards me. I found a nice area of grass and sat down, covering my face gently with my hands, careful not to hit my nose.
"What are you doing?"
I sat up, squinting in the bright sun.
"Go away, Ryan."
I stood up, attempting to brush passed him but he grabbed my arm gently. He stared down at me for a few minutes.
"Why won't you talk to me?" He whispered.
I sighed, grabbing his arm and quickly leading him behind a large booth, away from everyone else. I stood up on my tiptoes and pressed my lips against his, ignoring the intense pain doing so caused my nose. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me deeply. I grabbed two fistfuls of his shirt and pulled his head down closer to me, biting his lip. I broke off the kiss after a few minutes.
"This is wrong." I said, gasping.
"Says who?" His hands were still wrapped around my waist, my hands still grasping his body close against me.
"Chris, Ricky, Angelo, Devin, and Balz. All of them say so."
"Who cares what they think. Do what you want to do, they don't own you." He kissed down my neck slowly, stopping at my collarbone. I held in a moan.
"I-I can't tell them we're doing this." I whispered as he kissed back up to my jaw.
He chuckled. "You like me, you li-i-i-ike me." He said in a sing-song voice, kissing my lips again. I giggled against his lips, kissing him back roughly.
"Why did you come to Warped today?" I asked after we'd broken off.
"To see you, of course."
"Will you be at any other dates?" I whispered, missing him already.
"I might surprise you at a few." He grinned, kissing my forehead.
He moved one of his hands from my waist, reaching up and grabbing one of my hands from his shirt, holding it tightly.
"So," he began. "Are we like.. together now?"
I laughed. "I guess so. But it's a secret, so shh." I leaned up again, giving him what was supposed to be a quick peck, but turned into a long kiss.
He gave me a long hug, lifting me up off the ground. I smiled before walking out form behind the tent. It was getting dark. I began walking back to the bus.
Was I actually dating Ryan Sitkowski? I laughed at myself, shaking my head in disbelief.
I was laughing now, but if any of the boys found out, I was dead.
