“No, Chris is helping a few of the body guards get some of the girls into cabs. I like him, he is a great drummer. I got to spend some time with him today, I like to know the people I play with. And the first thing I found out about Chris is that he loves his baby sister.” Justin smiles at me.
“I’m scared to even ask what he told you about me.” I say while yawning, I’m so tired I just want to go to sleep.
“Flower!” Chris yells walking into the room. I sit up grinning, will he ever just look for me before yelling?
“Over here Chris!” I yell back. Justin gets up off the floor and sits down beside me on the couch. I’m not sure I like this, well I don’t think I like it.
“Hey Justin.” Chris says as he walks up to us. “Ready to go to the buses Flower?” He asks looking back and forth at Justin and me.
“Yes, please!” I groan as I jump up.
“It was nice talking to you Flower, hope we can listen to music together one day.” Justin says then winks at me and walks away.
I am very grateful Chris didn’t do twenty questions with me about Justin, because I’m at a loss with what happened myself. I know for a fact he is someone I don’t need to get mixed up with. Justin doesn’t have a bad past or anything, but you never want to get too close with any of the band members. I found this out fast. One of the road tours I went on with Chris when I was eight or nine, the keyboard player was a woman named Kelly. She was so cool, she would play with me when Chris needed to do something. I thought we had become great friends, that was until I heard her telling the lead singer that she only liked me because she wanted to sleep with Chris. I wanted to cry, but I didn’t. I never got that close to anyone he worked with ever again.
I know that no gig can last forever, so why put myself though the pain of losing someone who never really cared about me? But Justin is still a mystery to me, there is something about him that warns me off, yet there is something about him that draws me in. Like tonight when he asked to listen to my music, it wasn’t something I was expecting him to say or ask. He plays a bad boy heartbreaker for his fans, but is that really him?
“HEY, YOU OKAY?” Chris asks me as we walk on to the bus. We were lucky with this tour, we both get a bunk. A few of the tours I was told I would have to sleep on the sofa, which I never did because Chris wouldn’t let me. He always gave me the bunk and he took the sofa. But this group only has five band members touring, and six bunks. The touring manager gave me a book and told me to pick out what I wanted for my bunk, this was new to me too. I had everything done in purple - sheets, pillows, and a really thick comforter. There is a built in TV with DVD player, and an over head light.
“I’m fine, I just need some sleep.” I yawn and open the curtain to my bunk. There is a package there, I look up at Chris and he looks as puzzled as I do. Picking it up I see there is a little card on the back.
Flower,
Welcome to our band.
Freak Street.
I ripe off the paper and gasp! It’s a Kindle e-reader! I have always wanted one. Oh my God! It’s the newest one too, this thing can hold like a thousand books.
“Did you do this?” I flip around and ask Chris. He is getting his bunk ready for bed, his is right across from mine, we are both on the bottom.
“No, I swear I didn’t even know about it. I heard Dave say they were going to get you something but I didn’t know it would be a Kindle.” He is smiling but I think he is telling the truth. I hug him really hard then go to change for bed.
I’m lying in bed when I hear the other guys get on the bus, my curtain is drawn but my light is still on. I just got done setting up my Kindle and I’m reading my first book. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austin, one of the greatest books in the world. Chris is sound asleep, he was worn out, always is after a show. I hear the TV turn on, great can’t they just go to bed?
“Justin aren’t you going to sleep?” I think its John asking him.
“Yeah, but I want to watch some TV first. You guys go head, I’ll keep it down.” I can’t tell what he is watching, the volume is low, but not low enough to where I can’t hear the noise. The other three guys get into their bunks, two are bad snorers and they are asleep before their heads hit the pillows. I roll my eyes at this and try to get back to my book. Then I hear a knock beside my bunk.
“Chris?” I whisper.
“No its Justin, you awake?” What does he want?
“Um yeah” I open my curtain just a hair “I’m reading.” I smile showing him the Kindle.
“So you like it?” His eyes are shinning, like his smile is.
“You got me this?” I ask trying not to sound as shocked as I am.
“Well, kind of, I told the guys we needed to get you something to make you feel welcomed. I know it will be hard being the only girl on the bus. Us guys can get really gross, let me warn
