Nyssa's POV:
I keep crying and run down the hall, I have no idea where I'm going, doesn't matter. I just need to find a exit and I can get out of here. Bonnie can go live happily with Alex, they kicked it off just fine while I stayed my fucken quiet self with Jack.

I look around for a exit and I see one not to far. I run to it and I hear someone calling my name. "NYSSA!!," it was Jack. I ignore him and keep running. I don't want him to see me crying. "NYSSA WAIT UP!," he yells and he was closer. Before I could grab the door handle, I feel his hand on my arm and he spins me around. "Nyssa what's wrong?" I look down and wipe my tears, trying to stop crying.

"Nyssa what happened, why did you leave?" "I don't belong here Jack, Bonnie does. I'm not the party, clubbing, drinking 24 year old girl. Bonnie is. I'm the one who tags along to be her DD and makes sure no pervs pick her up. Vats what a best thriend does. Bonnie is my best thriend." I cry more and look away from him, I just messed up on my speech right in front of Jack. I was talking to fast to control it.

I feel his arms wrap around me and he pulls me close to him, "I don't care that your not like Bonnie. Maybe thats why I would rather talk to you then her." Why would he ever want to talk to me. "I know something happened in there that made you leave, what happened?" He looks down at me and realizes his shirt got a little wet from my soaked shirt pressing on his.

He groans, "Cory got drunk again and hit on you didn't he." I stare at him confused. "A really drunk guy came up to you and spilled his drink you, thats Cory," he lets out a deep sigh. "But why did you scream?" "It-it was really cold." "No... Something else had to happen..." I look down, I didn't want to tell him. "Nyssa, if he did something to you, tell me." "He... he kissed me.." I still had the taste of alcohol on my mouth and I want it gone.

"Come with me, we're going back to the bus?" "Why? Don't stop partying because of me." "I want to be with you, and also, I feel like you would try to leave if I'm not with you. I would hate to hear that you left." He... he would hate it if I left?

I walk with him to the tour bus, by now the fans were gone so we didn't need security. We go on the bus and I realize we're the only people. I was nervous more then before. Alone with Jack Barakat on his tour bus.

He sits me down and goes to the back, he comes back with one of his new BONER shirts, the one with blue letters. "I'm sure you don't want to wear that shirt anymore since its soaked with alcohol, and you don't drink anyway so I'm sure you hate the smell. You can wear this and change in the bathroom." I slowly grab the shirt from and go in the bathroom. I lock the door and take my shirt off. I put his shirt on, it smelled like him.

I look in the mirror and see how smeared my eyeliner was from crying. I quickly use my shirt to wipe it off, its black so its not like I'm ruining the shirt. How did Jack see through this, I looked like a mess while Bonnie looked perfect. If I was Jack, I would go for Bonnie not me.
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Jack's POV:
I really hate how I been acting around Nyssa, I thought she would've been like Bonnie. But then I learned she was nothing like Bonnie when I she said no to a drink at the party. I stopped Bonnie from going after her because I wanted to be the one to make sure she was okay.

She seems a little on edge and she spaces out a bit. Like she's deep in thought. I wonder what she's thinking about. I didn't want her to leave, I had a feeling she would go back home as soon she got outside and I wasn't about to lose her.

I sit on the couch and wait for her, I smell my shirt and realize it smells like alcohol to from her shirt pressing on mine. I sigh and get up, going to the back to get a new shirt. I dig through my shirts and pull out my new JAGK shirt. I take my shirt off and I hear the bathroom door open.

I turn around and smile at her, "just changing my shirt real quick." She nods and looks away, her face was turning red. I smile more to myself and put my clean shirt on. I walk over to her, "why did you take your makeup off?" "It was smeared," she mumbles. I wonder why she was so shy.

I sit her down and sit next to her, "so Nyssa. We never actually got a chance to talk earlier with the madness. Since its just us now, lets talk." "About what?" "Well. What do you want to do?" "I have a major in high school education and media production. So far, no job in those fields," she sighs. "Really? Nothing in media production." "You think there would be," she mumbles.

"What made you decide on media production?" "YouTube. Ever since I got my first camera in 2008, I been hooked since. It became my life. Doing YouTube is one of the few things that allows me to escape my mi-" and she cuts herself off. "Escape from your what?" She shakes her head and looks away. It sounded like she was about to say mind.

"So what do you do now?" "I just work at a day care, once in a while volunteer with kids. I love it." "You love kids," I smile at her. "Yeah, I do." "Look Nyssa, I'm really sorry for how I acted earlier. Not really talking to you, and then deciding to drink instead of being with you." "Its fine Jack, don't let me stop you from partying," she mumbles and scoots away from me.

I feel really bad. I was the one who barely talked to her, and then ignored her at the party. I look over her and I realize how pretty she is. My shirt hung on her body right, and she had really long toned legs that worked great with her dark shorts. Her eyes were a dark chocolate brown, most people might say their just brown. But how big her pupils were, it made her eyes darker and I was more eager to stare in them. Her eyes were nice and big, she looked curious and innocent.

Maybe she was innocent. Maybe thats why she acted this way. She didn't seem to have a lot of confidence like Bonnie does. Maybe... she's never had this contact with a guy before. "Hey, Nyssa?" "Yeah?" "Have you ever had a boyfriend?" She seemed uncomfortable. "Why you asking?" "Just curious." She was quiet for a while, "....no." "When did you have your first kiss?" "...I don't count it." "What do you mean?"

She slowly scoots away more and starts picking her nails. "I don't count it. I was 16 and he was a pervert who kissed me 30 minutes after I met him. Since then... I've never even held hands with another guy." She was about to get up but I grab her hand. "Where are you going?" "I just want to go home Jack," her voice cracks. I pull her back down and hold her hand, intertwining my fingers with hers. She looks down at our hands and slowly looks up at me, "now you held hands with a guy," I smile at her.

She slowly smiles back, I love her smile. The door opens and I see Alex walk in carrying Bonnie. Nyssa started freaking out, and Bonnie calmed her down. As soon Alex put Bonnie down on the couch, Nyssa moves and sits by her. I wonder why she worried a lot.

Alex then brings up the idea for Bonnie and Nyssa to stay. Which I wanted Nyssa to say yes to really badly to. “I’m not leaving without Bonnie,” Nyssa spoke up. "Nyssa, I'll be fine," Bonnie slurred. "I have an idea. How about both of you come on tour with us. I want to get to know you more Nyssa." Nyssa agrees to it, and the next thing I know they leave with Matt to get their stuff.

"So, what happened between you two while it was just you two," Alex grins at me. "Nothing." "Oh really, did she change herself?" "Yes. I gave her that shirt because hers was soaked from alcohol. And I changed mine because I needed a clean one." "Sure," he laughs. "Oh please, your the one flirting with Bonnie ever since you two got here." Alex rolls his eyes, "okay I like Bonnie. But that doesn't explain you and Nyssa. She's the complete opposite of you, and yet you somehow convinced her to stay. Why."

I shrug, "I just want her to. Is that so bad?" He sighs, "Jack be careful. I can already tell she is nothing like Bonnie. The complete opposite of who you date and then have sex with. I don't want to see you hurting her." "I won't, and the same goes for you to with Bonnie." "I swear I won't hurt Bonnie."

When they get back, Nyssa had a purple suit case with her and a blanket and pillow under her arms. I grab her stuff for her and help her put her stuff away. She unzips her suit case and pulls out a stuffed animal. "Thats cute, is that... A bear?" "No! Its a Totoro, isn't he cute!" She seemed offended that I called it a bear. She hugs it tightly in front of her, she looked really cute that way.

I set up her bunk while she got ready for bed in the bathroom after Bonnie. Her blanket was a cartoon? I like cartoons, but I never seen this one. She walks out and her hair was brushed and she was wearing my BONER shirt still and black/white pj shorts. She looked really cute in them. I look away from her and smile to myself, I didn't want her to see me staring.

I help her in her bunk and she lays down, "I guess I can be used to this," she yawns. "Comfy huh?" "Yeah." "By the way, what cartoon is that?" She stares at me like I was a idiot. "Thats Spirited Away! A classic movie made in Japan. Its my favorite movie of all time." "Never heard of it." "What! I shun you! Shun you for life!" She turns away from me and I hear her giggle. I laugh to, "oh no! Don't shun me! Not for life!" "SHUN THE NON WATCHER!," and we end up laughing.

She rolls back over and she's laughing really hard and smiling. "Okay, we'll watch it tomorrow. Deal?" "Deal! Night Jack, NIGHT BONNIE!!" "NIGHT NYSSA!!," Bonnie yells back.

She closes her curtain and I get ready for bed. She seemed to open more about that movie and her stuffed animal. I wonder why.

Well, I have the rest of tour to figure out why.