I snuck out of my bunk and grabbed my phone on the way out. I walked out to the kitchen area and front lounge, there were beer bottles every where and the occasional condom. I chuckled to myself and picked up the bottles and put them in the bin next to the bench.
As I was getting up I hit my head on the bench top that hung over the cupboards.
"Fuck!" I screeched, "ouch, are you okay" a voice merged from the bunk hall.
I turned around to see my best friend Jack standing there in nothing but his underwear.
"Yeah, just expecting an egg on my head tomorrow".
He chuckled and walked past me and grabbed a coke out of the mini fridge and tossed me one on the way.
"Thanks, nice cheetah print underwear, by the way" I said, "thanks, their very sexy, don't you think?" he asked, "yeah, very fashionable" I joked, "thanks, my friend" he said in a texas accent. I laughed as Alex walked in and I sat down on the seat in the booth.
"Stop fucking yelling!" he yelled, "sorry, mister bitchy pants" I said, "correction he doesn't have pants on" said Jack, "no one does these days" I said, "underwear party" Jack exclaimed as he got up and danced wildely, "give us some love" added Jack as he changed his mind and went to put his arms around Alex.
Alex pushed him away and got some pain killers out and went back to the bunk with his water bottle in hand. Jack and I chuckled silently and both looked at the clock in sync.
"nine in the morning, what are we going to do for another hour until everyone gets up?" he asked.
"Well in about half an hour I have to put things out for show tonight and help put the food out in the dressing rooms and restore the towels in the showers at the venue" I explained, "what a life" Jack responded, "hah, what about your's, you play shows every night to people who absolutely idolize you and everyone loves you, now that's a life, man you're famous" I replied, "it's a good life" he says as he sinks into the seat, "do you want to help me?" I asked, "yeah okay, should we get there early, cause I'm bored" he answered, "yeah sure".
I grabbed him by the wrist.
"Wait a sec, we have to get dressed" he said, "oh shit, sorry I forgot" I replied, "yeah, but hey nice pj's" he exclaimed, "yeah, hey you're Jack Barakat, you could go out in your underwear no one would probably even care" I laughed, "yeah, come on before we wake everyone up" he said, "you're making it sound like we're gonna have sex" I told him.
He just chuckled and I giggled and followed him back to the bunk. I grabbed some clothes out of the mini suitcase and went straight to the mini bathroom before Jack.
I put a pair of red ripped skinny jeans on with a black Pierce The Veil t-shirt and black vans. I let my hair fall naturally and walked out. I pulled my phone out of pocket as it buzzed.
'Hey, I'm coming for the show tonight, where do I meet you?' it read.
It was from my best friend Aria White.
'Omg, I can't believe you're coming to see us, um just come to the back door at ten when the show is on and I will let you in, is there anyone else coming?' I texted back.
I told Jack that I would meet him out front of the merch stand inside the new venue. I grabbed my little clip that said 'VIP, merch stand manager and backstage crew' on it and clipped it to the pocket of my jeans.
I grabbed a bottle of water and headed out to the venue, it was a quick minutes walk from the bus, I opened the door as I was greeted by Rian who was already their doing souncheck.
"Hey Rian, what are you doing this early?" I asked, "oh um, I lost my lucky drum stick that I got from the drummer of The Foo Fighters and I'm looking for it" he explained, "well, I have some time to kill between now and when Jack gets here" I told him, "is he getting ready and thanks" he replied, "yeah and no worries" I exclaimed as I walked to the stage with him, "that boy and his hair, I wonder what he would do if we shaved it off?" he asked. We began laughing and talking while we looked for his drum stick.
"I FOUND IT!" I yelled from the other side of the stage that we were standing on, "oh yeah, I threw it Jack last night" he said coming to his senses, I chuckled and looked over at the door just as Jack walked in followed by Alex and Zack.
I gave Jack a quick nod and we made our way over the merch stand.
"So what do you usually do at the merch stands?" asked Jack, "I usually put everything in color order and then put number cards underneath them so when people ask for them, they can say I would like the purple one number six or something" I explained, "that's cool, so how do I help?" he asked, "um, could you put the number's under the t-shirts when I'm finished?" I asked, "does that mean I have to wait?" he asked, "not really, I have to unpack the boxes of merch, you idiot" I exclaimed as I grabbed a box of the table.
He grabbed another one and opened it with the scissors and then passed them on and did the same, I grabbed the orange and blue tee's and put the on the table and gave Jack the numbers and he did as he was meant to.
"So do you still like Alex?" he asked, "shh, shut up you idiot, I don't want anyone knowing" I said angrily, "fine, you could have just told me to whisper" he said as he put the last number on the last t-shirt just as Alex plugged in his guitar.
"Yeah, I guess" I said, "what do you see in him?" he asked, "is someone jealous?" I asked, "no" he said. Jack was suddenly interested in his shoes.
"Jalex does exist" I said, "shut up you" he denied, "you know it's true" I said, "shut your gob" he pleaded, "it's true, it's real" I argued, "okay, whatever you say", "fine", "believe whatever you want to believe.
I did just that.