My mind was hazy and my body weak. I had no idea how long I had been out but when I finally moved after laying there with my eyes shut for a while, I cried out at the splitting pain that had suddenly rushed through my head.
"Are you alright?" A soft voice asked me. I looked around until my eyes settled on a small girl crouched in the corner with a book. She had long, dark brown hair and rich, chocolate eyes. Her voice held a quirk of an italian accent and her very presence gave the whole room a peaceful and loving feel.
"I'm in good shape for the shape I'm in..." I mumbled, sitting up and holding my head. I was lying on the floor of a small compact kitchen/sitting area. Light streamed through the windows blinding my eyes and the whole room was shaking.
"James must like you, you actually got a pillow" She said, coming off as joking but I could have sworn she was serious. "My first day I was just thrown in a heap in this corner and it's where I've stayed ever since." I glanced down, noticing the flattened, sad-looking, pillow my head had rested on.
"Where are we?" I asked
"The Despite Midnight tour bus, they don't trust us enough yet to leave us on the crew bus."
"How..what..why am I here!?" I asked suddenly alarmed, catching a 'Welcome to Tampa' sign passing outside, I lived in Orlando Florida.
"Calm down, my guess is James saw you last night and you struck his fancy, so he took you and now your part of the crew. We really don't get much of a say, we are just the unlucky ones who they decide need their day ruined."
"More like life..." I added, "What do they want with us? When do we go home?"
"You don't, your stuck now. I guess they left me here to fill you in on the details." She said with a sigh. "All band members of popular bands are vampires. Its actually the reason why only certain bands make it, humans sense a higher being and are attracted to it. Knowing this they make music their profession so they have an unlimited supply of blood. Its also the ultimate life for a vampire, if you make it as a successful band your the envy of everyone else."
"Okay, so your crazy. I get that but why are we here? You didn't actually answer me, you just gave me an insane story."
"We are here because when they find humans they like they keep them with them to feed on and use them in the crew. Also if you don't believe me, theres a mirror over there." She pointed to a small wash sink behind an open curtain that cut the bus in half when closed for privacy. The scene was nothing less then shocking, I looked like hell and I had bruising all up and down the left side of my neck. Sitting perfectly in the middle were two little holes. I tried to convince myself it was all a cruel joke and this was just some ridiculously good stage makeup but when I touched them they were real wounds, with real dried blood, that really hurt.
"Believe me now?" the tiny girl had suddenly appeared behind me, whispering into my ear as she softly touched a wet rage to my neck and I suppressed a painful sob. I turned from the mirror not wanting to see myself anymore and slumped down the cabinet next to me.
"Whats your name?" I asked the girl who was still at my side, finding helpfulness in causing me agony.
"Celestina." She answered quietly. "E tu?"
"Divya." I smiled, happy I took italian in high school.
"Parla italiano?" She asked, beaming.
"Cosi-cosi" I replied, meaning so-so. I knew italian alright but no where close to fluently.
"Thats alright, its still cool to meet someone who knows a little." She smiled "When I speak italian people just give me a funny look around here."
"No one wants to hear your sob story." we heard a rude voice say and watched James emerge from behind a current in the wall that hid a bunk. His brown hair was a tangle of messy bed head and he only wore boxers with playboy bunnies all over them. If I hadn't resigned myself to loathing him for bringing me into this I would say he looked kind of hot, definitely buff.
"Get out of here Tina, your making her to happy." he grumbled going to the sink. Celestina suddenly jumped up and ran to the back of the bus with a worried look. I gave him a questioning one-eye-brow-up look and almost laughed. 'He cant be serious?'
"Was that a laugh?" he asked shooting me a dark look.
"It almost was." I answered honestly, looking at the wall in front of me. Something hit me in the side of the face.
"Oww! What the fuck?" I asked, and watched as a bottle rolled away from me.
"Don't laugh at me human, that wasn't meant to be funny and don't talk back to me!"
"Damn whats your problem?" I muttered rubbing the side of my head. He heard this and gave an amused grunt.
"Don't worry," he said flashing me a cute smile that caught me off guard "I'm gona break you soon enough so do yourself a favor and learn respect your master. It wont cause you as much trouble." He had a satisfied look from his statement and with that disappeared into the bathroom.
'my master?' I thought to myself 'this all sounds like a corny joke. I won't respect that man if it kills me...'
Author's Note: Yes its short but at least I finally wrote something more then the story set up! XD
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The Tour Life Bites
FantasyLIke any 17 year old fan, Divya Fio didn't wonder about the secrets her favorite bands could hold, until she found herself smack in the middle of them. Kidnapped by a singer in her friend's favorite band she is forced to work in the band's crew and...
