Dj's pov...

"What're we gonna do with her?" Richard asked. "She could sue all ya'll for this." Maurice said, smart assed, as if this were our fault. Everyone started to freak out. "Everyone shut the fuck up. No ones gettin' sued, alright?" Axl said, and thought for a moment. "We take her with us back to the hotel in Vegas. Give her the time of her life. Then send her the fuck back. That's it, and that's all." I looked down. That's not right... But I didn't say anything. Axl could be so damn coniving sometimes. I went over to the couch and scooped her up again. ... We all headed to the airpor. ... We finally got on the plane, and the little girl was still knocked out. I sat her on the seat by the window, and sat beside her. Richard sat beside me, and Axl and the rest of the boys sat up front of the plane. I felt, and heard a bunch of vibrating. "Dude, would you answer your phone? That's annoying." Richard poked. I looked at him funny. "I thought it was your phone?" He shook his head. I looked over to the sleeping girl beside me, and saw a bump in her shorts. I pulled out a really old flip phone, and it was all beat up, just like her. Probably from those men... I flipped it open and saw she had 8 missed phone calls, 2 voicemails, and five text messages.

From : Mom - Hey, how was your concert?

From : Mom - Are you sleeping?

From : Mom - Mynxi, it's only 9pm. I thought the concert was over at 8. Why aren't you answering?

From : Mom - Mynxi! Answer your phone!

From : Devon - Hey Mynxi... I need to talk to you...

Hmm... How old is this girl? I sighed and hit Reply to one of her mom's texts.

To : Mom - Hey. This is DJ Ashba. Your daughter kinda got into a fight at the concert last night. She's asleep right now, and were taking her back to Vegas with us. She's under good care - I promise. Please don't freak out or worry.

I sighed and hit Send. Richard looked at me like he was scared for life. "The fucks up?" I asked him, weirdly. "Her mom is going to kill us all." I shrugged. "It'll be fine." "She's kinda pretty." he blurt out quietly. I smacked his arm. "Dude! She's like, fifteen!" He shrugged, "So? All I said was she's pretty?" I looked at her. Yeah, she is pretty. Then I looked at her shirt. ASHBA SWAG. That was one of my shirts. I grinned inside. Everything that girl was wearing was my design. Richard interupted my thought again. "Dude. You look like your about to moleste her." I elbowed him hard. "Shut the fuck up!" he laughed hard. A little while after that, her phone buzzed again. I flipped it open and clicked on the new message.

From : Mom - Ummm... Hi. How exactly did she get into a fight? I'm not even kidding, you better bring her back alive, after your done doing whatever your doing in Vegas. She has a job you know. I guess I'll have to call her work and get her a week off or something. My daughter's in love with you. So, you better take good damn care of her. Got it?

I smirked. Wait, her mom was actually gonna let her stay with us? How old is this girl! It's bugging the fuck outta me. I can't ask her mom, or she'll think I'm totally kidnapping her. I hit Reply.

To : Mom - Well, I'm not exactly sure. I'll ask when she wakes up. I swear to you, I'll bring her home safe - okay? And yeah, were going to Vegas because we have one last tour date booked there, and plus we all live there. It's kind of a 'Were sorry' gift for her. If you need help with her work, give me the number and I'll call for you. It'll be awhile until she gets home. And don't worry, I'm not going to let her out of my sight - I promise.

I examined her phone a little bit. I went through her pictures. Her phone was the most oldest and shittiest phone I think I've ever seen. All of her pictures contained of her little sister and her. And her little sister and what it lookes like, her little sisters boyfriend. I'm not sure if it's her sister or not... It sure does look like a younger her, though. I continued to flip through her pictures. A few pictures I saw, was her posing with some old people. But wait, she was in a nurse suit. So she's a nurse? And her names Mynxi? I flipped through some more. I saw pictures of her on, and standing with horses. I grinned to myself. So she's a cowgirl. I flipped through some more, and there I saw a bunch of pictures of Guns N Roses, and then I saw a bunch of just Richard, and then the rest of her pictures were of me. Her screen saver was of me, too. Axl came back. "So, do we know anything about this girl yet, or what?" I nodded, "Yeah. Her names Mynxi." He looked at her and said, "Mynxi? She must be a whore." and walked away. I sighed and looked at Richard who half laughed at that. "Her names Mynxi, she's a nurse. And she's a cowgirl. She has a little sister, and she's obbviously in love with Guns N Roses. And you and me are her favourites." He grinned, "Really? Woo-hoo. She's so adorable, dude. But I'm alittle worried. She's been out for hours." I looked at her in sorrow. "I'm worried too."

Shortly after, the phone buzzed again. I clicked on the two new messages it left.

From : Mom - Hmm... Your certainly different from most stars, aren't you? Don't worry about her work. I'll handle it.

From : Devon - Mynxi, God dammnit, will you fucking answer your phone?!

I didn't know about this Devon kid. He seems weird. I hit reply to Mom.

To : Mom - Awe, thanks. And hey, once we get to Vegas, I'm getting her a ...Better, new phone. It kinda got wrecked after the concert.

About two more hours went by, and I heard a bunch of mumbling coming from Mynxi.