Chapter one;
First impressions , yours was a negative .
Warped tour .
The tour full music , fashion , and a bunch of sweaty half naked preteens .
Fun ? Absolutely .
Summer job ? you know it .
Hi , I'm Taylor .
My age is lower than 20 but above 18 .
I'm from Florida , where the only thing we're actually known for is our amusement parks and oranges .
This summer I'll be joining merch crew on the Van's warped tour .
Merch girls , ahh I can already tell what you're thinking .
Either she's family related to the band , or the groupie .
Neither .
I was simply just the girl who got hand picked from a website .
Normally , I wouldn't want to live on a bus for 47 days with complete strangers .
But I mean really ?
What could go wrong ?
I'm going to get raped ?
Or I'm possibly going to end up getting killed ?
Please .
Day one;
Supposedly the band I was working for was " underrated " .
There for tomorrow , was what they go by .
After listening to a few songs , I can defiantly see why their fans were so frustrated that they weren't big .
These guys kicked major ass .
I made my way scanning through the row of busses smiling like an idiot .
Rolling my suitcase on the mid dew grass wasn't the best idea but screw it .
Finally finding the tour bus , I walked over to one of the band mates that was putting bags in the side storage of the bus .
Taking a deep breath I walked over to the guy .
" Hi ! " I smiled .
He turned around with a warm look . " hey there. You must be the merch girl?"
The guy had soft blue eyes and short blonde hair .
He somewhat reminded me of Ryan Gosling .
Nodding my head , I stuck out my hand .
" Taylor . "
He politely grasp mine with his.
" Christian . Nice to meet you . "
" You too , so . . " I looked up at the bus .
" Is this where I should be staying for the rest of the summer ? "
He took my suitcase putting it gently in the storage then looked back at me with a grin .
" indeed it is "
Smiling over at the guy I looked up breathing in air as I gazed at the bus .
" Home " I muttered to myself .
First day on the job .
I swear nothing beats warm weather and blasting music .
Sorting shirts in each both was almost fun to me .
Lame , I know .
I clipped each sign of shirt to the rack , turning around my body collided with another .
" Oh my gosh . I'm so sorry " I gasped
He clinched his teeth and he brushed off the spilling water on his shirt . " Obviously someone needs to be careful and see what's behind them "
" Oh , I apologize that I don't have eyes on the back of my head " I snapped raising an eyebrow .
He smirked lowering his sunglasses to the bridge of his nose .
" Just watch where your going "
My eyes rolled in disgust turning back to the rack .
" So . . Merch girl . " he chuckled .
Continuing to keep focus racks I couldn't help but feeling the shiver of his eyes creeping up with back side . " Mhmmm "
" Well then looks like you and I will be pretty close . " he spoke from behind me .
Turning my body around , My eyes locked onto his smirk .
He slowly held up his lanyard .
Chris Kamrada
/ There For tomorrow .
Drummer .
Ernie ball stage .