Chapter 3

T o Be Initiated

Jude and SME walked off the tour bus, shaking their feet a little. Jude tried to wiggle her toes to rub against the inside of her boot, to lessen the itching coming from it, but it seemed to make it worse. When Kyle proceeded to sit down right on the side walk and rip his sneakers off, they all knew something was up. He pulled his socks off and started scratching at his bare feet. They all looked at each other in growing realization, and then looked up at the Boyz Attack bus windows to see 5 heads staring down at them, laughing.

"You know what's better than getting mad?" Spied asked no one in particular. Jude had been around the boys long enough to appreciate a good practical joke.

"Getting even... Wally do you still have all that maple syrup we bought before we left?" Jude asked with a mischievous grin on her face, the glint in her eyes making Spied grin too. When Harrison had an idea, it was usually a brilliant one.

"I think there are a couple of bottles left. Why?" She motioned for them to get back onto the bus.

"We need a small funnel or one of those plastic syringes with the big plastic tip."

"I have one of those." Kyle volunteered and they all looked at him a little strangely.

"Dude do I even want to ask why you brought one of those with you?" Spied asked eying him and Kyle shrugged sheepishly.

While the buses had stopped for dinner than night, Jude and Wally had slipped onto the Boyz Attack bus. Kyle and Spied were acting as lookouts as the other pair put their plan into motion.

The following morning Jude and SME leaned against their bus and waited for the Boyz to make their exit from their bus. They walked out one by one, all of them with baseball caps on their heads. They were all scowling as they looked over at the other band. Jude crossed her arms and smirked at them, while SME were all laughing their asses off. She threw a tube of hair gel at Tommy and he caught it automatically.

"You might want to try something new on your hair." She gave him a little grin, and he glared back at her. It was a great prank he had to admit, not that he would ever tell any of them. Jude and SME watched as the Boyz quickly headed for the hotel, probably to the nearest showers.

The two groups soon settled into a groove. They were so different competition wasn't an issue, especially with SME being so goofy and laid back. The boys all hung out, went partying, drinking and played games. Of course the pranks continued.

He Fell First

The buses stopped in a rest area and the two groups all got out. They were all sick of being cooped on their buses and were glad to walk around and stretch. Spied walked out with a football in his arm.

"Wanna play a little touch?" He called out to the Boyz Attack members. Everyone, but Bruno came over. He was a pacifist and didn't believe in competitive games, but strangely enough he was into weight lifting. Go figure.

"You guys are still one short." Chaz said.

"4 verses 4 man." Spied said confused.

"She can play?" Chaz said a little condescendingly, indicating Jude who was busy stretching her arms, her concert tee riding up her belly. Spied gave a little grin as Jude turned and glared at Chaz

"Yeah we taught her the rules and everything. Just take it easy on her." Spied coughed.

They quickly got into their positions, the Boyz won the coin toss. After a few plays J.P. Threw the football towards Chaz who started to run for it. He felt someone slam into him and found himself on the muddy grass a little stunned.

"Sorry..." She said big eyes wide. "I must have slipped." She gave him a little smirk and reached over him for the ball. Jude got up, turned and wiped the mud off of her fine ass, his eyes followed the movement of her hands. He could only watch as she strolled back to her team, tossing the ball to Kyle. He looked over at his team and they were too busy laughing to notice him.

As the game progressed Jude found herself jumping for a wild throw from Wally. Tommy, who was a few feet away, saw her intent and the mud puddle she would probably land in. He didn't know what possessed him, but as her fingertips found the ball, his hands found her waist, attempting to catch her. Her momentum caused them both to fall onto the muddy grass, next to the puddle. She had landed half on top of him, his hands still on her bare waist. She could feel the tingle where he touched her. Amazingly enough the football was still in her hands. Jude turned and glared at Tommy.

"You do know the rules of touch don't you?" She asked sarcastically and poked him in the ribs when he didn't let her go. He dropped his hands reluctantly and she stood up, ignoring him. The Boyz won the game, but barely and they were soon back on the road covered in mud.