Victoria and Alex were woken up by a pair of hands hitting their legs and calling, “Wake up, sleepyheads!” Victoria fluttered her eyes open, finding it hard to adjust to the sunlight streaming through the bus’ windows. They had both fallen asleep last night while drinking and watching movies, and it definitely showed through all the bottles lining the floors.

“What time is it?” She asked, running a hand through her messy hair.

“Time for you two to wake up,” Rian answered from his place at the table. “We’re at the next venue and you―” he stood from his seat to throw out his bowl of cereal and poked her leg “―need to set up the tent.”

“Fine, fine. I’m moving.” She shooed his hands away and moved closer to Alex’s sleeping form, nudging him with her elbow. “Hey, Gaskarth, wake the fuck up.”

He grunted and pushed his face into the small couch’s cushions.

Victoria sighed and started poking his side, whispering, “I’m naked, Alex.”

His eyes opened immediately and he sat up, looking around the room and then resting his eyes on her. “You tease.” He scowled and finally stood up to stretch.

“You pig,” she retorted, walking to the bathroom to get dressed.

She threw on the first shirt and shorts she found in her suitcase and slid on her Doc Martins before she walked back out to the kitchenette. She found Alex still rubbing his hand over his tired face so she smacked his leg as she walked by. “C’mon, Gaskarth!” She called as she walked to the fridge, drumming her fingers on the surface.

“How much did you guys drink last night anyways?” Rian questioned with a raised brow.

Alex replied with a shrug as Victoria muttered, “It’d be a miracle if I could remember.” She settled on an apple and pulled it from the fridge, taking a large bite. “Where’s Jack and Zack?”

“They left fifteen minutes earlier to help bring out all the equipment.” Rian answered. “They should be somewhere near the tent with Vinny.”

“I should go help with that.” She said aloud to herself and waved goodbye to her two friends. Just as she walked down the small steps and went to open the bus door, a light knocking sounded. She furrowed her brow and opened it, not expecting the person on the other side. “What are you doing here?”

“Good morning, Victoria.” Lisa beamed her bright smile.

“Good morning, Lisa,” the other girl said in monotone and loud enough for everyone on the bus to hear.

Alex widened his eyes and without thinking, starting walking to the door from the couch. “Lisa,” he cleared his throat at her name, as if it left a bitter taste in his mouth, as he ran a hand through his hair. “What’re you doing at our bus?”

“Nice to know you two missed me so much.” She joked, leaving Victoria and Alex to look at each other confusingly.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Victoria furrowed her brow, and Lisa chuckled, unaware that the dark blonde was being sarcastic.

“Still the jokester, Vic!” She giggled.

“Okay, since this conversation is going nowhere, I’m just going to―” Victoria could almost take another step off the bus and pass her, but she blocked her way.

Her hand that she put on the door hadn’t changed at all. Same perfect manicure, same bubblegum pink color, same diamond sticker on the tip of each digit. “Oh, I almost forgot what I came here for!”

“There’s a reason for this?” Victoria raised a brow, and Alex grabbed her hand then, squeezing it to tell her to stop with the attitude.

“As you and the rest of the band know, I am working with your good friends, Sleeping With Sirens, right now.” She flashed a quick smile as she looked down at her clipboard, giving Victoria a chance to roll her eyes. “In celebration and wanting to spend a fun night with their friends, they have organized a barbeque to happen in a couple of days. They’d love for all of you to attend,” she turned to stare at her former friend, “especially the crew, like Victoria.”

The dark blonde was never one to be afraid, but she did feel a little shakiness at the way Lisa stared at her just then. It was odd, a look mixed with friendliness and madness. Victoria had never been more suspicious.

Alex asked the question before she could: “Why especially Victoria?”

“I put in a word that not only do we want to celebrate with the band’s friends, we want to show all their friends’ crews appreciation. It’s only fair that they invite them.” Her smile was frightening as well.

Victoria avoided her eyes, rubbing the back of her neck with her hand in nervousness. “Well―you see―I have this … thing, and―”

“C’mon, Victoria!” Her icy blue eyes bore into Victoria’s hazel ones. “No one likes a liar.”

“I DON’T WANT TO HEAR ANYTHING FROM YOU, WHORE.” Lisa’s shriek from just a couple years before echoed in her head.

Victoria blinked her eyes a few times, adjusting back to reality.

Alex cleared his throat and put his hand out. “Actually, Lisa, I think we don’t―”

“No, Alex.” Victoria frowned to the girl she used to be nice with. “We’ll go.”

What had she gotten herself into when she befriended this bitch?

Notes

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Chapter titled inspired by Love Your Friends, Die Laughing - Man Overboard and me trying to be clever
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