Brittany's Point of View
Even though I hated ice cream, Christina convinced Ian to take us for ice cream. I didn't want to go, honestly, I was just really tired and wanted to catch up on the sleep Ben and Jess had stopped me from getting last night. But, no here we are headed out for ice cream! I'm lactose intolerant!
"Is this place good enough?" Ian asked, pulling into a parking lot.
I stared at this teeny, run down, ice cream parlor and rolled my eyes. "I guess."
"It's perfect!" Christina smiled at me, as a warning to shut up.
We headed inside and a teenage girl, with braces and a huge name tag that read "Stephanie" stood behind the counter and seemed too happy to see people, as though she'd never seen them before, like a puppy. She spoke really fast and Ian had to continuously ask her to repeat herself. I stared at all the flavours, they had really weird kinds here... may I ask what the hell Moose Tracks is? Seriously, who wants to eat prints left on the ground from a giant ass moose. It didn't even look like moose tracks in the ice cream! Bacon flavoured ice cream, what the hell? That's disgusting! I decided to quit looking at the ice cream and sit down, I didn't want any anyways. I already had cream cheese this morning.
"Brittany don't you want any?" Ian asked me, as Christina placed her order... which sounded to me like she was getting everything.
"I'm lactose intolerant." I said quietly. "So, no thanks."
"Then why the hell are we here?" Ian asked.
Before I could answer the three girls from the diner this morning walked in, all three were still giggling and whispering to each other. I rolled my eyes, and put my head down on top of my folded arms on the table. I knew this wasn't going to be a good thing, and no one was here to see me... I just sold merch.
"Ask him if he knows Ben." The one girl whispered to the other.
Of course he fucking knows Ben! They're in the same fucking band, what kind of question is that? There's so many better questions you could ask, but no, let's ask if he knows Ben. Stupid fangirls annoy me... These girls didn't even look like Billy Talent fans. Two were brunettes, and one was blonde, all three were wearing 5 Seconds of Summer shirts, and short shorts.
"Excuse me," The brunette said, tapping Ian's shoulder, while he was talking to Christina. "Do you know Ben?"
Ian looked at her raising an eyebrow questioningly. Christina clasped a hand over her mouth and attempted to hide the laughter that was fighting its way out. "Yes, I work with him... He's also my best friend... Why?"
"Well, could you like, introduce us to him?" The brunette asked, twirling a piece of her hair on her finger and biting her lip.
Her other two friends giggled, and started whispering about how hot Ben was. And then, I heard it, one of them said they preferred Aaron, I tried to bite my tongue as she started talking about Aaron and how "sexy" he was, but after awhile I couldn't.
"You three little skanks need to get out of here now!" I shouted. "Ben, is a 39 year old man and has no time for twelve year olds like you! Also, Aaron is adorable and would want nothing to do with nasty little band whores like yourselves. Shoo!"
The three girls stared at me wide eyed, and so did Ian and Christina. I was in no mood to deal with anyone anymore today. I was furious and I couldn't tell you why, Aaron was just my friend, I called him my baby. But hearing these girls, who're obviously band whores, talking about him set me off completely. I was ready to punch someone, when Ian stepped in.
"We should just go." Ian said. "And no, I cannot introduce you to Ben."
Ian grabbed me and carried me out to the car, I fought him on it, telling him to let me down because I was going to beat the three girls up, but he wouldn't put me down. Ian put me in the car and we waited for Christina, who had somehow managed to get her ice cream all down her arms and needed to clean herself off.
*Back at the Bus*
"So, then these girls came in and Brittany just flipped out on them." Ian told everyone on the bus. INCLUDING KEVIN! "But, the weird part is she kind of stood up for Ben."
"What?" The bus said collectively.
"Yeah, she told them that he had no time for these girls, and it was kind of funny to see the looks on their faces."
"I'm going to sleep." I announced to everyone, who were staring at me. "Goodnight."
"Wait, it's only 2:30." Aaron said, questioningly.
"I'm tired." I whined. "Goodnight!"
"Sorry!" Ben called over to me.
I didn't respond, just crawled into my bunk, and kicked my jeans off. Finally, I could just sleep, maybe tomorrow I'll go back to destroying Ben's life.
