Weird kids

Heroes (ch. 3)

•Jordan's POV•

We sat in a white, fancy record studio, dripping black paint onto the carpet.

Copeland had a large bag of ice on her ankle, sucking in sharp breaths.

I glanced at all 5 of the demons, sitting across from us. never have I ever hated someone more then them.

Their manager, Ryland, and some other man whose name I couldn't catch, were busy discussing something in a sound proof room with Freya.

Tay had her head rested on my shoulder, a empty look in her eyes. I had an arm around her shoulder.

"Oh cmon, I thought black was your favorite colour." riker said to her, smirking. "It's why we specially picked it."

"Talk to her again and I'll break your fucking jaw." I hissed to him.

Our mangers came out, looking stressed and tired.

"This is the last straw." The older man said, in a faint accent I didn't recognize.

"I can't believe what you guys pulled." Freya hissed at us.

My jaw dropped. "US!? DO YOU NOT SEE WHAT THEY DID TO US?!"

"You're both to blame." Ryland said.

Freya looked to us with grave eyes. "You're off Warped tour."

"WHAT!" We screamed .

"No no no! You can't do this!" Dylan cried out. She looked frantic, her large brown eyes filled with tears.

"R5 your world tour is canceled." Ryland said.

It was their turn to scream and yell in protest.

Freya took a deep breath. "So now, you're all going on tour together."

Silence. Pure silence. No one spoke, we couldn't even look at each other.

Ryland cleared his throat uncomfortably. "We leave next weekend.... We have set up interviews for you guys to do, to promote the tour."

"And you're doing it in couples. Not like dating couples.... But like two people per interview. Tomorrow, Dylan and Rocky go."

Dyl and Rocky exchange hateful looks and then slump lower into their chairs.

Tay jumped out of my arms and slammed her hands down on the table. "This is.... I can't believe you would do this to us." She said to Freya. "You KNOW how much Warped means to us."

She stormed out of the room and Copeland quickly ran, well more like limped, after her. I glanced over to Riker who had a smirk on his face and my hands clenched into fists.

Kenadee rested a hand on my shoulder. "Trust me." She mumbled. "As much as I wanna do that, it won't help. Go after Tay."

I nodded my head and quickly went after her.

•Ellingtons POV•

"Dude wanna spend the night?" Ross asked as we walked out the door. "Maybe my mom won't yell so much."

I let out a nervous laugh. "Sure.... But I have a feeling she's gonna yell just as much."

He rubbed the back of his neck. "Right.... Well uh.... I'm gonna go for a second. I have to do a interview with Copeland and I wanna make sure she knows what she's doing."

I watched him run off and turned around to be confronted by a short blonde. Kenadee.

"Alright, mate!" she yelled, folding her arms. "You'll pick me up at noon and take me out to lunch. But you will not sit with me. Then we go off to our interview and you better be nice. And after that you take me straight home. Got it?"

An amused smirk slipped onto my face. "Alright, princess."

She glared me down before turning on her heel and leaving.

Soon we all piled into Rikers blue car and drove home.

As soon as we got inside Stormie was waiting for us. "Are you guys kidding me! How could you do that to those poor girls!"

Ross awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. "uh....."

"Mom." Rydel protested. "They've done way worse! and this wasn't that bad." She mumbled.

Stormie held up a hand. "I'm very disappointed in you guys."

"Are you really gonna make us go on this tour?" Riker asked.

She nodded her head. "for sure."

Great. So there really is no way out....