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Roxy
Peyton, Kyle, Keiron, Mo, Pete and I have all been best friends since we were really young. The boys had decided to make a band, Kyle with his amazing singing, Keiron on Bass and Pete On guitar with Kyle, as a singer too.
You could say that they were mental, but they were still our boys.
We partied for around three days straight when they got signed to a record label.
Then when we found out that they were touring, we partied more.
I lay on my bed, listening to my ipod, with all of the songs that we had recorded for a joke, including me and Peyton. These always made me smile, but there was one that made me sleep, Kyle, he sang Unexpected. A song that they actually wrote. And to be honest, I loved it.
I heard a tapping noise coming from my window, and I was supposed to be grounded, although, I always managed to ask how a seventeen year old managed to get grounded?
Coming home drunk.
I went over to my window and looked out, there he was, my best friend, and at the bottom, in my garden stood Peyton, my other best friend.
I laughed, knowing that they were here to bust me out. My parents simply couldn't keep hold of me, they had no choice if I was leaving.
I didn't know why, but Kyles mum liked us all, but mine and Peytons parents hated Kyle, and he thrived on it.
He was constantly telling them about how he was going to drug us and get us pregnant before we were married, and with our parents being really old fashioned, they actually were scared it would happen, but we knew better.
Kyle looked aggressive, but he was a teddy bear at heart, but if anyone hurt us, his short fuse would ignite, and he would go bang without warning.
This made me feel safe.
I opened the window and went to climb out, but got shoved back in by Kyle, then in climbed Peyton, Keiron, Mo And Pete. My crew.
I knew that the boys were going on tour soon, and it broke me to think of it, them leaving.
My parent on the whole were ecstatic.
"You no packed?" Mo said, while the rest laughed at the confused face I was wearing.
"eh?" I said, I didn't have a clue on earth about what they were talking about. Kyle dragged me to the window and pointed to outside. I looked and there it was.
3 Tour busses.
The first and nearest, it was bright purple with silver writing on both sides which said..
THE VIEW.
It had their logos and everything, but the other two were too far away for me to see them, even the boys didn't know who they belonged to.
This is when it clicked, the boys were taking me and Peyton on tour with them, my mind blew it fuse.
I was jumping on top of Kyle and kissing him wetly on the face.
"EW" He squealed.
Thats when it happened, the knock came on my bedroom door, followed by "Roxy, whats going on in there?" My dad.
Shit.
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Before I knew it my parents were trying to fight against a barricaded door, which usually happened anyway, while I jumped out the window and into the bus with everyone except Kyle.
He always liked winding them up, and so he had his video camera, like usual when he opened the door for them, their faces were priceless.
He managed to get my dad to chase him and he ran into the bus as it took off away from my dad.
We all waved to him simply just to wind him up, and then it started, the party.
Blaring music on the bus while we ate snacks, joked around and played the xbox.
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Everyone had quietened down as we were tiring out.
We all sat in the upstairs lounge of the bus on the sofas.
Kieron was lying with his head on Peytons lap while she rested against Mo, Peyton had always said about how Kieron was her baby, like a little brother although he was older than her.
Pete lay on the table in the middle with his legs crossed in the air on the phone to his girlfriend Steph, While I lay beside Kyle on the other couch, his arms around me, with my head rested on his chest.
Peyton looked at me and smiled, making me blush, I knew she was trying to imply something, but I just couldn't quite put my finger on it.
She knew something I didn't, and I wanted to know.
But with this, I rested my head comfily on his chest, and slowly fell asleep.
Written by Alexis Gage
