Some roads lead nowhere.

~ Part One ~

▬ The world is full of magic, all you have to do is believe in it. So make a wish,
Do you have it? Good. Now believe in it with all your heart. ▬

- Lydia -

Thank you Reno and Goodnight! ||Blowing a kiss into the crowd that had gathered at , I couldn't help the size of my grin; hooking the Mic back onto the stand, I turned and jogged off the stage, hurrying back to my dressing room. It was hard to believe that I was on tour on my own. It was the first time that my parents had allowed me to go alone. Only with the help of Aunt Peyton and Aunt Brooke though. They had teamed up with me and convinced both my Mom and Dad that I was ready to do this alone. My Dad was hesitant at first and I guess I couldn't really blame him, #Jamie was off following in his footsteps. He'd just been recruited to play for the Bobcats in Charlotte. I saw the way my Dad's face lit up the moment #Jamie gave him the news. Not that we didn't expect it. Especially when you considered just who our father was.

Coming from a family that excelled in everything they put their minds too was intimidating at times. There was a lot of pressure as well to live up to the legacy that came with the name "Scott" I just wanted the chance to make my parents as proud as my brother had. Of course it helped that my Mom and and Aunt ran their own Record label in Tree Hill. Sometimes I wondered though if that was the only reason I was even on this tour. I loved singing to sold out arenas .. Big, small it didn't matter. All I cared about was being on stage and singing my own songs. But I didn't want it only because my Mom was /the/ Haley James Scott.

Pushing the thoughts aside, today wasn't the time to be sad. I was on tour on my own (even if that meant I was stuck with 3 bodyguards) Combing my fingers through my long hair as I gave myself a quick look in the mirror to make sure everything was perfect. I didn't have long before there was a knock on my door.

"Miss Scott … The bus is ready to leave."

Flashing a dazzling grin over my shoulder at #Steve, I gave a quick nod and as my feet carried me across the room to the waiting tour bus.||

- Abel -

[["Here kid, #Tigs had too much to drink, you need to go clean up"

Was he fucking kidding me? Being prospect fucking sucked balls. You'd think that considering my Dad was the President I'd get it easier. This was my family's legacy after all. Not to mention this wasn't even our fucking club house but I had to look after these assholes. Letting out a loud and annoyed huff, it was only greeted by loud laughing from the rest of the Club. We had business with SAMREN and most of the club had driven up to Reno on Friday for a weekend away. My Dad and his VP #Opie had agreed that as prospect I could come with. It was supposed to be fun. If I knew that I would have ended up as a fucking babysitter, I'd have stayed home. I knew they probably only did that to fuck with me. It seemed to be their favorite past time. But I wanted that Kutte more than I'd ever wanted anything before so if this is what I had to do to prove myself. I'd have to suck it up.

Once I had got through the humiliation and #Tig seemed to be drinking again. I rolled my eyes; moving towards the bathroom to clean myself up before I slipped outside and around the corner, pulling a cigarette from the carton that was shoved into my pocket. I always enjoyed coming to Reno, it was change from the mundane life of living in Charming; but what I loved even more was the freedom of the drive there and back.

Life didn't get much more perfect than when you did long hauls. Nothing but speed and open road, there were no rules, no cleaning up after anyone, no bitching .. just you. Your thoughts and the road. Lighting up my cigarette. I took a long puff and leaned back against the wall; this was my little bit of peace and quiet on this trip.]]

- Lydia -

||It was only felt like a few minutes after I'd settled on my bed in the tour bus, headphones plugged in and my favorite movie starting before I felt the bus come to a stop. Furrowing my brows, I moved everything aside and got to my feet. Grabbing my jacket on the way out to see what was going on.||

What's going on? Why did we stop.

||Glancing around, I noticed that the bus at stopped in a quiet parking lot; whilst the driver was on the phone pacing up and down.

"It seems we're going to be a while, Miss Scott. Why don't you go back to bed." I nodded and proceeded to head back to the tour bus when something caught my attention. Craning my neck; I squinted to look across the street. There looked to be a party of sorts going on, I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. As much as I loved my life as a singer and Scott. I had always been the "Good" girl, doing exactly what was expected of me. My studies and music had /always/ come first; as it should. But I also felt like I was missing out. The guys across the street were standing around laughing and talking so loud that even from across the street you could hear them. Stealing a quick glance back at my bodyguards and the driver. They had said it would be a while. How bad would sneaking over and having one drink really be? I didn't even have to stay that long, right? I could feel my heart begin to pound in my chest as I debated sneaking over there. My parents would be so angry if they knew what I wanted to do, but they weren't here, they were in Tree Hill while I was in Reno. They'd never have to know. I'd go over, check it out and be back before anyone even realised I'd done it. Sneaking back onto my bus, applied a quick layer and lip gloss and fixed up my make-up. Excitement rushing through me at the thought of what I was about to do. Once I was sure that #Steve hadn't seen me, I snuck out and ran across the road, not really sure what I was doing mixing with big, scary dudes who had tattoos and bikes, especially when I didn't even have one little tattoo myself.||

- Abel -

[[Shit was starting to quieten out. Most of the guys were passed out from drinking all over the bar and the rest were stumbling around trying to show who had the bigger dicks.. In other words, just another night with the club. As I was putting out my cigarette and getting ready to head back inside, I caught site of a fancy bus stop across the street and the next thing some rich, fancy chick who looked barely legal ran across the street like she was hiding from someone. Amusement and curiosity forced me to pause in mid step; watching to see if she was actually going to step through the doors. She already stood out like a sore thumb. I couldn't imagine what she thought she was going to gain by coming in here.

"Hey there, gorgeous. Looking for a good time? I know just the place"

Barking out a loud laugh at the horror on her face, I'm guessing she'd never been hit on my a drunk biker before.

"No, why would you even suggest something like that? I just … wanted a drink."

Smirking, I stepped forward, not sure why I even cared but rolled my eyes at #Cash; he was an older member of a SAMREN, I'd met him a couple of times during our other trips up to Reno. He usually went for the freaks; he was even worse than #Tig. Somehow, I doubted this girl was going to give him what the rest of the Cro eaters gave up.]]

Bro, I don't think she's your type.

[[Moving between this strange girl and #Cash; waiting for him to rather go find someone else to harass for the night; before I turned to the brunette. Looking her up and down.]]

Sweetheart, I think you're in the wrong place.

[[She huffed and rolled her eyes at me, which only added to the amusement I felt. I was like watching a Kitten walk into a Lion's den, she clearly had no idea how over her head she was here.

"How would you know, You don't even know me. I can drink wherever I want"
Brows arch, I motioned with my head towards the open door of the pub.]]

Are you even /allowed/ to drink? You look like you're 16. What's wrong? Mommy and Daddy take away your phone?

[[Okay, maybe I was just being a dick now. But it didn't take much to see how out of place she was, whether it was too prove a point or piss someone off I don't know nor do I care. I was clearly having way too much fun fucking with her right now.]]

- Lydia -

||I'm not sure what was annoying me more right now, some really gross man old enough to be Grandfather trying to hit on me, or this idiot who thought it was hilarious and basically just called me a child. Glaring at him, I glanced around quickly wondering why I'd thought it would be such a good idea coming over here. But now if I left he would think I was only a kid, I guess I got GrandDad Dan's stubbornness too, because instead of heading back to my Tour Bus, I folded my arms across my chest.||

Actually, I'm over 21 thank you very much. And no, no one took anything away from me, I just wanted a drink. That's what I'm going to get.

||Pushing past him and into the pub, I was really regretting my decision right now, this was the last place I'd ever imagine myself. I could feel everyone's eyes on me, just this time it wasn't because of who I was but more because they noticed as much as I did how I /did not/ belong here right now.

I waited as the bartender served a rowdy group of guys that were seated at the end of the counter bar before he noticed me. But before I could order the annoying guy from outside was standing next to me again amusement so clear across his features.

"Billy, we'll get two beers here .. or do you want a water?"

I'd never had a beer in my life, but my pride and stubbornness was getting the best of me.||

Beer is fine …

||Shrugging, casually as I took a seat on one of the bar stools; sipping on the bitter liquid as I tried to force it down my throat without giving away just how disgusting it was. Just as I was about to take another sip there was a loud commotion outside before a rush of huge bikers made their way towards the door. It was like I was watching a movie. Everything was in slow motion but happening way too quickly to even gasp at the same time.

"Get her the fuck out of here, Abel."
A older guy who looked like he could be related to the idiot I was talking to shouted over the noise of loud voices. Suddenly everyone seemed to have a gun. Before I could ask what was going on there were a dozen gunshots and screaming as this Abel guy pulled me off my chair and under the table.

"This way"

Unable to even comprehend what the hell was going on, I listened obediently; following him out to his Bike that was parked around the corner; just in time to witness my Tour Bus begin to leave the parking lot across the road; obviously they had heard the shots and decided to do the best thing and get out of here .. shit.

"What the fuck are you waiting for, get on"

My eyes widen in both fear and surprise.||

You're kidding right? There is /No way/ I'm getting on a bike with you, I don't even know you.

||Moving back immediately, my heart racing from both fear and the adrenalin rush this night was proving to put me through.

"Stop being such a fucking idiot. Where's your bus, car. taxi? If you want to stay here with them, Be my guess otherwise put this on and the get the fuck on the back of my bike so we can get out of here before one of us gets shot."

Glancing nervously to where the bus was only minutes before, I realised I had forgot my phone on the bus too. Goddammit. Sucking in a breath; I couldn't believe this was my only option. I was going to die tonight. That much I was sure of.

Grabbing the helmet; I pulled it onto my head and swung my legs over the seat of Abel's bike; not thinking of how awkward it was to wrap my arms around him as we sped away to some unknown destination. All I was concentrating on was not falling off.

If Abel or his friends didn't kill me my parents were going to, either way … I was dead, dead dead after tonight.||