"Dallon, quit it!", I shouted but it didn't sound faithfully. When he finally stopped and I was laying on the floor laughing completely crazy. My brother had been tickling me again and again, since we were small.
At this moment Brendon came in. Apparently the other members of the band were back from their short trip to the amusement park they found. The look on his face turned from amazed into a laugh. "Dallon, you're a bad big brother, do you know that?", he said helping me up.

"I'm the best big brother any girl could have", Dallon responded. I coughed pointedly. They both looked at me and grinned.
"Actually I came to tell you that we're going to eat something. Do you wanna come with us?"
"Of course we will", I said quickly.

"Sorry, I forgot. When someone's saying 'eat', you're the first, right?", Brendon laughed.

I tried to look offended, which made him laugh even more.

"Oh, come on", he said and made his way our of our small kind of living room in the tour bus.

Dallon held me back. "He is still my friend", he said quietly. He had a serious look on his face.

"What are you talking about?", I asked confused, although I had an assumption what he meant.

"You know exactly well what I'm talking about", my brother said and followed Brendon.

Dallon was right. I really made close friends with Brendon through the tour of Panic! At The Disco, the band of my big brother. For the first time I was kind of allowed to come with them. Usually they don't want to let girls come along. They always say they wouldn't be able to concentrate on shows, but I was sure this was just a joke. But this time, Dallon suggested to give me a chance, because I really got close to all of their members. Brendon was the first one who agreed, as I just noticed when I thought of this situation again. And that's probably also the thing Dallon was just talking about, I thought when I followed them to a pizzeria near the bus. The others where cheering loudly, but I remained silent and thought of Brendon. Actually, he wasn't bad. We always had come along very well, but for the last weeks we were getting really close. Dallon seemed to notice this and now he's worried. Well, not worried, he just wanted to show that he's still my brother. Okay, maybe a bit worried. It wouldn't be easy for him if his sister would date the lead singer of his band. But why not...I was wondering again why Brendon didn't have a girlfriend. He had been single for quite a long time now, I noticed. And he didn't look too bad...and was always in a funny mood...I tried to get those thoughts out of my head. We were finally there and I hadn't talked the whole way. Dallon looked at me with this don't-dare-it-look on his face as we were sitting down. I hesistated for a moment, but then I decided that I didn't have to listen to my older brother anymore and sat down next to Brendon. He was looking up to me and smiled. I looked over to Dallon and saw him rolling his eyes.

"You know what I'm always wondering about?", I started, "somewhere in this city have to be all of your fans who are coming to your concert later. But you still can go to restaurants without being recognized."

But it was Spencer who answered. "You know what?", he asked me.

"Um, no", I answered.

"I keep questioning this myself, too", he responded and we all had to laugh. You'll always have fun with these boys, I noticed this already.

"Why didn't the others came along actually?", Dallon asked. He was talking about the other people being with the band on such a big tour. Guys looking after the technical stuff and such things. I didn't think there were so much of them actually. But I was stunnned when I was introduced to all of them.

"They don't like us, they said. They're ashamed being seen with us", the cutie next to me said. No, I didn't just think cutie. Sorry. Brendon said this, of course.

"I can understand their position, actually", I said following the joke. Brendon gave me a slight slap on my head for this comment and laughed.

"Not that I want to destroy your hate, but they've been eating lunch earlier because they're already rigging up our stuff", Spencer said still laughing.

"Oh man, do you always have to destroy everything?", Brendon asked shaking his head.

"I'm really sorry, bro", Spencer responded.

"Different topic", I said clapping my hands. "What do you guys want to eat?"

Brendon looked at me trying not to show his laugh. "As I said before..."

"I know, always thinking about food", I responded and now it was Brendon who was slapped.