The days go by smoothly. Ok, it's just a pretext. Everyday is the same routine. Waking up, hitting my head in the roof of my bunk, breakfast, work, lunch, more work, arguments with Jared, then Shannon wanting to know everything, show, small talk with Tomo, work again, sleep after 2a.m. and the same thing everyday. Thank god everything goes well, my work, the shows. The only bad thing in my staying on tour is the everyday fighting with one of my 'beloved' bosses. I just wish that one day I'll find the right words to answer in one of his oh-so-smart comments about me and everything. For the hell of it, he had me dye his mohawk, blonde this time. He seemed bored by his pink-oops! pomegranate one. Couldn't he go to a hair saloon and have somebody do it? Anyway, the main thing is that everything on tour is well and now we are in Europe, safe and fine.
The show in Toulouse have ended before an hour or so, but still there are people waiting to leave the venue. That was probably on of the good shows, with a big audience. Everybody is already in the busses, ready to leave for the next station of the tour; Clerrmont-Ferrand. I couldn't make myself comfortable in the bus, so I stayed at the gates for a little while. We have almost an hour till we leave. I'm so bored that for a moment I think it would be a good idea to go talk with Jared, try to make up some of our fighting moments. But as soon as I realize it I regret it. "Fuck it, he's never gonna hear your shit." I mutter to myself. "Who's not gonna hear your shit Bruny?" a voice says behind me and I gasp. I turn my head and see Jared standng behind me, already showered and changed in clean clothes. He's holding my jacket on his hand and then drops it on my lap. " What the hell? Is he reading my thoughts?" I say mentally to myself.
He drops down and sits next to me on the ground. "It's getting cold, wear it. We don't want a flu wandering on the bus." he says, probably jokingly. "Shouldn't you be in the bus, working maybe?" I say in almost a whisper, putting on my jacket. "Yes, but I just wanted to hang out for a while. And since you're here and alone..." I turn and arch my eyebrows to him "I mean, it's not very pleasing seeing you alone at 11p.m. in the night in a foreign city. You don't know what night holds." "True fact, but you know, I can protect myself." "How?" Does he really doing this question? He never was interested in something about me. But ok, he's as bored as me, that's why he's asking. "Well, a kick at the balls is good enough, I guess." Without looking at him now, I can clearly hear his chuckle.
I search in the pockets of my jacket and find a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Without a second thought, I pull out a cigarette and lit it, putting it to my mouth and taking a good drug. I had to smoke for about two months or so and I really needed something to relax me now. I turn to look at Jared and he sits still beside me, his eyes wide in shock. He never saw me smoking, that's why. "What?" I say, breaking the silence. His look somehow softens as he speaks "I didn't know you smoke." "I do it sometimes, but don't imagine a lot of cigarettes. I had to smoke for a long time, but I always have a packet with me, just in case." I look at him and confusion is now on his face. "I smoked too, but you know, I realized that I can't afford the smoke because of my asthma, so..." Now it's my turn to be shocked. I didn't know about his asthma. "Oh god, I didn't know you have asthma, I'm burning it out right now." "No, no, it's fine, it's blowing to my left, it casts the smoke." "Are you sure?" "I said yes" I don't pay attention to his words, so I drop the cigarette to the ground and lit it off with my heel.
I turn to look at him again, he seems pleased with my action. How can he always get what he wants? I let the thought slip from my mind as the wind blows stronger now. Jared looks at me and I can say I notice his eyes for the first time. They're so bright and beautiful, nothing common with mine, which are dark and unattractive. "I think I misunderstoud you somehow, you're cute." With these words of his I burst in to a laugh. "Why are you laughing? Did I say something funny?" he looks at me with a smile on his face. "No, but after all the things you tell me you come here to change it." And I continue to laugh. He stands up suddenly and holds out his hand "Come, let's go inside, it's almost time to leave." I take his hand and stand to my feet. As soon as I'm steady, I free my hand from his and walk to the bus.
As I reach the entrance of the bus I turn to look at Jared and smirk to him. "I can't wait for tommorow" "And why so Bruny?" "First, stop calling me Bruny, it gets annoying. And second, I'll sleep in a fucking bed, finally!" I say as I jump up and down like a little child. He rolls his eyes at me and states "Watch your tongue Emma. Now get in, you'll be a step closer to the comfy bed you're dreaming about. But know you'll have to make your self comfortable with the one in here" and pushes my back slightly. I enter the bus with Jared in my steps and head to my bunk, changing to my pants and tank top and ready to sleep after another exhausting day.
The show in Toulouse have ended before an hour or so, but still there are people waiting to leave the venue. That was probably on of the good shows, with a big audience. Everybody is already in the busses, ready to leave for the next station of the tour; Clerrmont-Ferrand. I couldn't make myself comfortable in the bus, so I stayed at the gates for a little while. We have almost an hour till we leave. I'm so bored that for a moment I think it would be a good idea to go talk with Jared, try to make up some of our fighting moments. But as soon as I realize it I regret it. "Fuck it, he's never gonna hear your shit." I mutter to myself. "Who's not gonna hear your shit Bruny?" a voice says behind me and I gasp. I turn my head and see Jared standng behind me, already showered and changed in clean clothes. He's holding my jacket on his hand and then drops it on my lap. " What the hell? Is he reading my thoughts?" I say mentally to myself.
He drops down and sits next to me on the ground. "It's getting cold, wear it. We don't want a flu wandering on the bus." he says, probably jokingly. "Shouldn't you be in the bus, working maybe?" I say in almost a whisper, putting on my jacket. "Yes, but I just wanted to hang out for a while. And since you're here and alone..." I turn and arch my eyebrows to him "I mean, it's not very pleasing seeing you alone at 11p.m. in the night in a foreign city. You don't know what night holds." "True fact, but you know, I can protect myself." "How?" Does he really doing this question? He never was interested in something about me. But ok, he's as bored as me, that's why he's asking. "Well, a kick at the balls is good enough, I guess." Without looking at him now, I can clearly hear his chuckle.
I search in the pockets of my jacket and find a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Without a second thought, I pull out a cigarette and lit it, putting it to my mouth and taking a good drug. I had to smoke for about two months or so and I really needed something to relax me now. I turn to look at Jared and he sits still beside me, his eyes wide in shock. He never saw me smoking, that's why. "What?" I say, breaking the silence. His look somehow softens as he speaks "I didn't know you smoke." "I do it sometimes, but don't imagine a lot of cigarettes. I had to smoke for a long time, but I always have a packet with me, just in case." I look at him and confusion is now on his face. "I smoked too, but you know, I realized that I can't afford the smoke because of my asthma, so..." Now it's my turn to be shocked. I didn't know about his asthma. "Oh god, I didn't know you have asthma, I'm burning it out right now." "No, no, it's fine, it's blowing to my left, it casts the smoke." "Are you sure?" "I said yes" I don't pay attention to his words, so I drop the cigarette to the ground and lit it off with my heel.
I turn to look at him again, he seems pleased with my action. How can he always get what he wants? I let the thought slip from my mind as the wind blows stronger now. Jared looks at me and I can say I notice his eyes for the first time. They're so bright and beautiful, nothing common with mine, which are dark and unattractive. "I think I misunderstoud you somehow, you're cute." With these words of his I burst in to a laugh. "Why are you laughing? Did I say something funny?" he looks at me with a smile on his face. "No, but after all the things you tell me you come here to change it." And I continue to laugh. He stands up suddenly and holds out his hand "Come, let's go inside, it's almost time to leave." I take his hand and stand to my feet. As soon as I'm steady, I free my hand from his and walk to the bus.
As I reach the entrance of the bus I turn to look at Jared and smirk to him. "I can't wait for tommorow" "And why so Bruny?" "First, stop calling me Bruny, it gets annoying. And second, I'll sleep in a fucking bed, finally!" I say as I jump up and down like a little child. He rolls his eyes at me and states "Watch your tongue Emma. Now get in, you'll be a step closer to the comfy bed you're dreaming about. But know you'll have to make your self comfortable with the one in here" and pushes my back slightly. I enter the bus with Jared in my steps and head to my bunk, changing to my pants and tank top and ready to sleep after another exhausting day.
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