As I stepped into the bus, the first thing I did was slap Miles across the face.
"That's what happens when you're an annoying little prick." I said with an innocent smile.
"Fair enough..." He said rubbing the now red spot on his cheek.
I turned around and found three boys staring at me with a mix of awe, wonder, and biting back laughter. But beyond that I saw the massive bus, if you can even call it that; the thing is like a mansion on wheels. This bus is worth more than my house.
"Uh who are you?" One of the annoyingly handsome guys asked me, then turned to Miles mumbling something about not needed to chauffeur and entertain fans around all night.
"Uh who are you?" I asked mimicking his tone. I really have no clue who he is.
Right when he was about to answer, I held up my finger and said, "I really don't care, I was just taking advantage of an opportunity to be rude to you. In fact, don't talk to me, don't look at me, don't even think about me. Just take me home and we'll forget this ever happened."
Now all of the boys except for Miles had shocked looks on their faces, guess they haven't met non-fans before.
"Bu-"
"I said don't talk to me and I meant it. Just take me home."
"Fine I won't talk to you, I'll talk about you." gorgeous said to Miles.
I just shrugged.
"See I thought she was carrying that guitar because she was some fan who wanted us to play something..." gorgeous continued telling Miles.
"Yeah I did too." annoyingly attractive added.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's the last thing she wants to do, Nate." hot stuff added. I guess gorgeous is Nate...
"Guys! She has a guitar because she's a singer/songwriter and I kinda screwed up her day and indirectly destroyed her car... So I'm just doing her a favor by giving her a ride home."
"You shouldn't just give her a ride home, you should get her car fixed." annoyingly attractive stated.
"UGH" I loudly exclaimed while turning to go explore the rest of the bus.
"Don't get her started, Asher." Miles told him. So now we have annoyingly attractive's name, one more to go.
"Geez what crawled up your sexy pants and died?" Speaking of the devil... hot stuff appeared out of thin air standing uncomfortably close to me with a large smirk on his face, clearly trying to put a move on me.
I decided to play along... "You know, I was having a sucky day and didn't want anything to do with this bus." then, leaning into his ear, I added in a seductive voice, "At least until I saw you."
His entire body went rigid. I was trying so hard not to laugh at the impact I just had on this popstar.
Well the impact I had right up until I kicked him in the balls. "Don't try and act like you get every girl in sight. Some girls just aren't interested. Especially me. I meant it when I said don't talk to me, and definitely do not flirt with me you disgusting foul pig."
As he crumpled to the floor holding his family jewels, rolling in pain, I maniacally laughed and stepped into the main living space where the boys were gathered, obviously talking about me because they shut up the minute they spotted me.
When Miles noticed my smile, he went on high alert, "What did you do? Where's Shane?? Have you killed him? You have that evil look on your face like when you stole my shoes!"
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Teen FictionMy name is Kara Ford. I'm a Target employee. I know, I am livin' the life... And in case you couldn't tell from that heaping dose of sarcasm, no, it is definitely not my goal to stay at Target forever. In fact, I want to be a famous musician so badl...