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Jade found she didn't have a lot to do while Tori was at the venue, other then be near by in case she needed something. Ryder took control of the venues security, setting up the perimeter and having people checking ID's, both to get in and for any0one they came across backstage. Everyone was expected to have their passes. Also, Jade found that whatever other duties she was told were hers didn't seem to apply backstage. Kasey was responsible for whatever Tori might need, while Malcolm ran around trying to stay in step with Trina's constant demands. That left Jade hanging with Ron and Bill, the former of whom who liked to fraternize with the roadies.
"Yo, blue eyes." Ron called to her. "These guys are the boss. They can set up and tear down this whole set in just a few hours, then it's all off to the next place. Also, they can really party."
"I'm less concerned with their ability to party, and more with you not being ready if something goes wrong." Jade spoke down to him. "Even one beer will hamper your ability to react when the chiz hits the fan, and you've had what? Three?"
"First, I'm not as irresponsible as you think, this is my second beer." Ron defended himself. "And I'm drinking now so I'll have a chance to recover as she performs. Trust me, these guys know when to stop drinking so they're cool to tear everything down."
"Except she's got two shows here." One of the roadies added. "Us, those not doing anything during the show, we're done. Thats why we broke out the real shit, and not that watered down crap we drink during her one night performances. We may love to have a good time, but we know our jobs, and if there was anything to do after, we'd limit ourselves and watch for the shutoff songs."
Jade glared at Ron, his hulking form sitting with the roadies, suddenly aware he'd missed that one important detail. "Where's Bill?" She growled.
"Let me show you." One of the crew said, leading her away from where the roadies were hanging out and towards the backstage managers spot. She saw Trina and a few others speaking to the locals about the sound and lighting, as the music poured from the stage.
Bill was sitting near by, watching the show, a smile on his lips. Jade decided to let Trina know what she'd seen, finishing with "At least one of them isn't getting drunk off his ass."
"No, Bill is just as close as he's allowed to be to the dancers." Trina said, not looking. "I've told him he's not allowed to tell any of them he can get them a better roll, and they know that too. So he doesn't get to do anything more then watch."
"So Ron's a drunken party boy, while Bill's a perve?" The bodyguard asked. "Why does this sound really bad?'
"First, as you should have figured out by now, they'd security, not really bodyguards. Ryder just needs them here enough to do what he says when he needs it done. More intimidation then actual threat. Both guys are big, thus intimidating, and so we get what we pay for. Second, while I can't really dispute your assessment of Ron, Bill just gets infatuated. He was hung up on Tori for a while, since she treats everyone so nice, until he figured out that she was more like a sister then a lover." The older girl glanced back at the sitting security agent. "So who's on your radar now?"
"Ronda, and I think she likes me." The sitting man replied. "She hasn't complained once about me watching her, and even smiled at me that one time." As Jade rolled her eyes, the guard continued. "And I didn't figure things out about Tori on my own, Andre sat me down and helped me figure that shit out. Dre said he knows when she's interested, and I'm not Beck."
"Well, at least your watching the stage." Jade huffed. "Look, Bill, I hope we can count on you, cause if something goes down,. I want you to do like the secret service and get Tori the hell to safety. Ryder or I will tell you where to go, but you grab Tori and move, and I mean carry her, got it?"
"Yea, I got it." Bill said, serious for the first time since she'd found him here. "Look, I know we're not the best, but Ron and me, we've been around for a while, ever since Tori started out. Trina hired us, along with Ryder, to act as her security cause the places she was performing at back then didn't do crap about keeping guys off the stage. Ryder and Dre, they learned their crap, took over for the other guy we had when he got a chance to work somewhere where they speak terrorist. But me and Ron, we stuck around, cause where else are guys like us gonna make a living while training to be pro wrestlers?"
"You know how to wrestle?" Jade wondered aloud. "Can you take a fall?"
"We've saved out money, but haven't managed to get into a school yet. Guess we're not that committed, huh?" Bill admitted. Somehow he managed to look sheepish for a moment before returning his stare to the stage, and one girl dancing in the background.
"I'll teach you how to fall, and maybe some grappling moves." She said with a sigh. "But it doesn't mean I wanna be with you. I just want to be able to trust you if things go sideways."
"Sounds like a deal." The sitting man said, never tasking his eyes from the stage. "You know, you really should watch the show sometime. It's so worth it."
Not sure what else to do, Jade found herself a couple of chairs, made sure they were out of the way of the dancers as they left the stage, and sat with Bill to watch the show. It was the first time in years she'd allowed herself the luxury of enjoying something like this, and she took that chance to get lost in the music before the anticipated post show chaos erupted.
Afterwords, things got weird fast. Tori walked off stage after what felt like far too many encores, even to jade, and grabbed the blue eyed girls writs as she walked to her dressing room. "Talk to me." She said as she reached the room. The door closed barely a moment later, which jade found herself thankful for. "The show was hot, but I think I could have done better. Do you think it's a good idea to bury the Ginger Fox stuff? I know, I play her in the movie, and I loved her music. Pity she went totally bat shit crazy and disappeared from public life." The singer spoke as she stripped, taking off all her cloths and walking towards the shower. "Be a dear and grab my robes, please." She continued.
Jade was stuck watching the pop star, who once charmed her with her very real sense of humor and incredible talent, walked naked in front of her, speaking about what could have been done differently in the show. 'If I didn't know better, I'd say she's on something.'
Activating her radio, she asked. "Did Tori take something while getting ready for the show?"
"Whats up?" Trina asked.
"I don't know, but she's acting kinda stoned." Jade replied, fantastically searching for Tori's robe.
"No drugs, she just gets like that sometimes. I've seen it before." Trina answered. "She's actually overtired, like a small child. Once she gets to a certain point, works herself out, she'll start to relax, and the next thing you know, she'll practically collapse. Once she's cleaned up, get her to the hotel, and let her sleep it off. We'll catch up."
"You know your sister is showering right in front of me." Jade commented. She was in the small bathroom, staring at a very open door to the shower. Rebounding droplets of water moistened the floor, while Jade stood just far enough back not to get soaked.
"I'll worry when she invites you to join her." Trina joked. "Look, she's acting high, but it's exhaustion, from the performance. She's not even aware of how tired she is, so until she comes down, you need to protect her from herself. Believe it or not, she's dragged Andre in there."
"That had to hurt." The blue eyed girl said. Tori was singing in the shower, asking Jade various things, and cleaning herself off, all at the same time.
"Yea, Tori was embarrassed." The older girl agreed.
"No, this Andre fella, to be treated like he's just.. Was he in theater?" Jade seemed to reverse herself.
"Yea, some." Trina answered. Tori was dancing, forcing Jade to watch her extra carefully. "But still, Tori felt like she'd crossed a line. It's better with you there."
"This happen every night?" Jade wondered.
"No, just occasionally, when she's extra hyped or worried about something, and loses herself in the music. I should have know, with the extra encore." Trina sounded amused.
"Okay, I'm all clean." Tori chirped. "Your turn."
"At the hotel, okay?" Jade tried, only to find Tori wanted to dance, and needed a partner. "Lets get you dried and dressed, then head to the hotel. You can dance there."
It took the blue eyed bodyguard almost fifteen minutes to dance Tori into her traveling cloths. By then, costuming had retrieved Tori's outfits. But Jade used that as her cue to lead the singer towards the door.
"This is new." Trina commented as Jade two stepped the singer towards the back door. "Ryder, have Bill and Ron go do backup and get her into the limo. Lets try to avoid the fans. She's in no condition to sign autographs."
Once in the car, which was secured in a private parking area near the loading docks, inside the building, they were able to drive off towards the hotel. Tori was dancing in her seat, grabbing both Jade and Bill's arms, trying to get them to join in. The sitting seemed maddening to the pop star who just felt she had to keep moving. The drive, short as it was, turned out to be enough for the famous girl to settle down and relax. Then she was down, sleeping, and wasn't gonna be up again until she'd slept her mental fatigue away.
Bill was, to Jade's mind, finally useful as he helped her walk the functionally unconscious singer into the hotel. They only needed to maintain the illusion as far as the elevators before he could pick her up, bridal style. 'Okay, we've avoided the crowds, and so far, no real threats…' Jade was thinking as she scanned the lobby for any potential threats.
"You're lucky I'm the one who saw this." Robbie Shapiro said from his place near the elevators. "Most people would just assume she's drunk. Get her to her room and put her to bed."
"What, no pictures?" Bill growled. "And I was so looking forward to taking your camera away."
"No, I've seen her like this before." The gossip replied. "You forget I've known her longer then you have." He sighed. "She put everything into that show. It did feel a bit longer, higher energy then usual. Did she break down about Mister Harris? Or did she finally understand just who her boyfriend is. Either way, take care of her. I have what I wanted, and meant it when I said we want her to succeed. The worlds biggest pop star, and she's still the fucking girl next door."
Jade didn't bother to say anything, pushing Bill into the elevator as soon as the door opened, then riding up with him while plotting her next move. "Okay, once she's in her room, you can go. I'll stay with her, get her ready for bed, and make sure she's okay until her sister gets here."
"Got it." The large man said. Jade fumbled with the key card for Tori's room, making sure she had the right card, then leading the others into the suite. Jade had the big man put Tori on her bed, then she sent him to his room before setting herself the task of changing the starlet. It was quicker then she'd expected, since Tori was no longer dancing, her moves no longer functionally resisting Jade's attempts to change the girl..
Finally, once the pop princess was dressed for bed, Jade called back to the show to let the boss know the star was safe. "Trina, it's Jade. The limo's on it's way back for you, Tori's in bed, and I'm with her if she needs anything. Do I stay, or head back to my room."
"Go to bed." The older girl replied. "And thanks. For dancing with her. Tori was carrying around a lot of pain and guilt over Andre, and I think she tried to work it all out in the show. I'm hoping she'll be fine tomorrow. Or at least better. Just, go to bed."
"That Shapiro guy was at the hotel, said something about her boyfriend." Jade decided to be honest. 'No sense in hiding something that could be damaging later on.'
"I'll talk to him." Trina assured the bodyguard. "You just get some sleep. And Jade, if Tori asks for you to cuddle, ignore that. She sometimes wants that when she's half asleep. Just someone to comfort her."
Before leaving, Jade did a walk through of the room, checking for any possible threats or openings that a crazed fan might use to get closer tot her pop princess. Next she checked the locks, confirming that the door would be locked and secured once she walked out the door. She'd have been happier if the security latch could have been closed, but didn't know of any way to close that from the outside. Happy that the windows were locked, she put the key card on the table and walked out the door, which she confirmed was closes and locked. Then she walked over the couple of rooms to where hers was conveniently close, in case Tori needed her.
Once in her room, Jade wasted no time in getting changed for bed. Her body armor, hidden weapons, and scissors were stashed where she could get them in the morning. That evening she hadn't really had the chance to put any of it on, since she'd flown in a public plane, and that kind of equipment makes people nervous. Next she took a quick shower and settled in for some more reading before going to sleep. Jade had learned a few tricks over the years, including how to power sleep, getting the maximum effect from her slumber over a set period of time. That gave her the time to look up everything she could find on Tori's boyfriend, Beck Oliver. 'Still the same, aren't you.' The dark haired girl thought, reading about his exploits. 'I'll bet you have some kind of buddy deal, maybe an informant, so that Lucy Spiller chick from the tabloids isn't ripping you a new one. Or are the rumors wrong, and you really are the perfect boyfriend for America's singing girl next door?'
Jade made a few notes, then went to bed. She had a long day ahead of her, and planned on making the best of it with her new coworkers. 'Not only will they owe me one, it'll keep the client safer too. A win win. God, I didn't think those existed.'
In the morning, Jade checked in with the boss as she was getting ready for her day. "Tori wanted to do some fan related stuff, but Ryder and I felt it would be better if she didn't have too much shit happening. You know, after the last few days." Trina explained. "Normally we'd do a radio spot, but this tour, we've been less active in the regards. We have the movie, and their people are gathering the crowds just fine. However, if you could be in the gym this morning, after Tori wakes, that would be wonderful."
Jade got up and did her morning routine, then went down to get her workout in. Once she'd finished, she called Ron and Bill, asking them to head down to the gym for some training. "Guys, I'm gonna teach you the proper way to fall. This hotel has a first rate health center, and I was able to scrounge up some mats. So, lets practice falling. It's step one in learning how to fight."
They spent the next half hour learning how to safely fall. It wasn't easy, given that to learn, they had to be willing to fall, over and over again. The big guys had to overcome their belief that falling would not only hurt, but cause injury. Jade showed them how to fall safely, demonstrating the technique over and over, helping them learn how to take the basic fall, and going from there. After half an hour, they'd progressed to the point where she could start tossing the big men around so they could practice landing. They were learning the first step in being able to fight. Still, it was important for them to practice just falling, getting used to the idea of shifting their weight so they'd land on their back if possible, lifting their heads so as to avoid concussion while using various methods for breaking their fall.
Tori arrived part way through the training, and watched just long enough to be amused before taking part of the room for her own use. Her giggling broke their concentration. "Guys, I'm learning a new dance routine. Gonna try it out in the show, as an alternate for one of the encores. You can stay and watch if you like. Or you can even use that side of the room to practice falling down." Tori was chuckling as she pointed to what they assumed would be the unused part of the room.
"Guys, keep practicing." Jade informed the guys. "Falling is step one of wresting, and I'll teach you a bunch of grappling moves once you know how to fall okay."
"Speaking of..." Tori said, suddenly getting a bit shy. "I understand I was kinda, um… I mean, I was..."
"You dragged me into the shower to talk to you, and didn't bother to close the door." Jade said. "Not a big thing. I get it, you were tired, not thinking clear."
"I left the door open?" She asked, suddenly looking aghast. "I-I closed it, right? Or you did..."
"You wouldn't let me, and when I tried, you were trying to get me to dance with you." The blue eyed girl explained. "But hay, we're both girls, we have the same parts. Nothing to be ashamed about. Hell, think of me as Andre, just a bodyguard who was there when you were showering, to keep you safe."
"I closed the curtain with Andre, and I still felt dirty." The pop princess stated. "Okay, maybe he got flashes of me naked, not a whole fudging show. Never the whole thing at once."
"Fucking." Jade said, smirking. "We're adults, we can swear."
"I'm gonna institute a swear jar." Tori warned. "Maybe that'll get people to stop using such bad language."
"Fudging, got it." The bodyguard replied. "If someone attempts something, I'll grab his fudging rear and beat him until he's pooped himself, okay?"
"Jade, get the fuck off my dance floor." Americas sweetheart, the perpetual girl next door, said to her bodyguard. Her finger pointed towards the door.
The blue eyed girl was laughing the entire way to the heavy bag, where she let out her frustrations on the sand filled target. Half an hour went by with her striking it over an over, wearing herself out but practicing her fighting skills.
"Tori threw you out too?" Ryder asked.
"Yea." Jade replied. "Wait, aren't you Trina's bodyguard?"
"I am." He said, smiling at her. "But Tori doesn't like it when I'm in the room with her, reminds her of how I once used her to get a good grade, way back in our musical performance class at Hollywood Arts. We did a song and dance, and I relied on her to pad my grade."
"And yet she hired you to be part of her security team." The raven haired girl noted.
"We patched a lot of things up over the years." The tall boy replied. "Besides, I take this seriously, more so then anything I'd done in my past. And not just the keeping people safe. I mean, back when we started, Andre was just some kid. Now, he's my bro. I'm worried, cause I know he won't stay in the hospital as long as he should. But once he's back, I'm gonna talk to him about bringing on a touch more security. That was far too close."
"According to Shapiro, it was a planned abduction." The girl said. "What if he was right? I mean, we have three people working together to grab her. One had been following the tour for multiple stops, watching her habits and gauging her reactions. They even knew enough to not only leak intel about her schedule to fan websights, but also assume their spy would be the most likely to be made, thus they had him run in an attempt to draw off security. I'd say there was money involved, and our boys may just be the first wave. From now on, Miss Vega needs one of us by her side at all times, and her big walls of meat have to be worth more in an incident then crowd control. You with me?"
"Bill and Ron are good people, but not fighters. Not the kind we'd need." The older boy said, thinking. "I know your trying to train them, and that will help, but an extra man or two wouldn't hurt. Just, you tell that to Tori. She hates that we take up two cars as is."
"Don't worry about Miss 'Come talk to me in the shower.' I've got this." Jade's impersonation of Tori wasn't flattering, but it was surprisingly close, given the lack of respect she'd shown. It did make Ryder laugh, even as a small warning flashed in the back of his mind. Like he did with everything else, he quickly analyzed the warning, concluded it had nothing to do with security, and promptly forgot it, all without even realizing he was doing it.
Tori was finishing up with her new routine as Jade sauntered into the practice room. "Hay, Miss Vega, I was wondering.."
"Tori." The singer corrected her. "I'm Tori. Keep it causal."
"Okay, Tori, I was wondering if maybe we could talk about the security arrangements you have in place." The dark haired girl started. "Ryder is correct, we need a couple of more people. You're too famous. We get hit by a bate and switch, or any type of distraction, you could be vulnerable. I'm just saying..."
"No!" The singers voice was soft but firm. "No more. We're in two cars as is. Jade, everyone on my tour, part of my crew, is a part of the extended family. Every dancer, every musician, every roadie. I may not know all their names, lord knows I try, but I know their faces, and I make a point of reminding them, and myself, that we're all in this together. So no, I'm not adding extra people who will shift some of the people I like having around me to other vehicles. Or have you noticed a lot of open seats on the planes we're taking."
"I haven't..." Jade started, but the money lady was speaking.
"So what? You'd rather be back on the buses?" Trina asked from her position on the dance floor. It looked like the manager had tried to learn the routine along with the dancers. Jade would later learn that dancing was one of the things Trina liked to do to keep in shape..
"I'd rather there was a way to have all of us get the best of both worlds." Tori replied, looking back at her sister. "I know we fly cause it keeps me rested, allowing my voice to recover and me to be ready for the publicity involved in the tour. Speaking of, I have a radio appearance for tomorrow, right?"
"That has nothing to do with a bit more security." Jade argued. "There are a lot of crazies out there. You need to protect your flanks. And what happens if something happens to me, or Ryder? We need a good backup plan."
"We have one." The pop princess insisted. "You. Now, you have the task of keeping me safe, and I'm in the mood to put that to the test. We have a few hours before I'm due on stage, and I feel like seeing the sights. Get changed and meet me in the lobby."
"Not the lobby." The bodyguard insisted. "Too open, probably full of fans. We meet up outside your room. You wait in the room, and when I knock, you can open the door and come out."
"I'll be waiting for you in the lobby, surrounded by my fans." The singer repeated. "You know, my extended extended family. Don't make me wait."
Jade's looked to Trina with hopeless eyes, trying to get someone to agree that Tori heading down to the lobby alone was nuts. When the older girl gave an equally helpless look back, they both knew something had to be done. Then Trina mouthed "I'll think of something." As she ran out the door.
Jade was swearing as she rushed to shower, get dressed including whatever gear she might need, and get down to the lobby before her crazy boss finished up and made a target of herself. 'This isn't worth the money their paying. A lousy three hundred and fifty per day for putting up with her shit, thats almost a joke. I swear, if she keeps pushing things like this, I'll…'
The bodyguard made it to the lobby in time to see Ron and Bill standing there, still dressed in their gym cloths, watching the crowd growing. Tori had just arrived and was taking pictures, signing autographs, and in general showing her love for her fans. "Sorry, only a short time to get this done. I've got an appointment. But I love you all, and I'll try to get through as many of you as I can." The singer was calling to the gathered fans.
Jade just gritted her teeth and tried to stay ahead of the situation. 'I hope no one live tweeted this, or we'll be mobbed.' She grumbled. Still, with the help of the hotel, they managed to push the line into a more or less single file, and each person got a few moments of the pop stars time. However, even limiting them to less then a minute each, it took over an hour to get through as many as they could. "Okay, listen up. I know many of you showed up after we started, and this isn't an official meet and greet, so get the fuck outta the way, we got to go." Jade yelled at the fans.
Then came the difficult process of pulling Tori through the crowd. It involved opening a line for them to walk through while keeping her safe from the people wanting to touch her. What amazed the bodyguard the most, other then how hard it was to explain to Ron the concept of opening a path, was how many hands wanted to touch her instead of the pop princess. She had to contain her temper as she was groped, fondled and pinched by hands that disappeared back into the crowd. Turning to find the offenders, thus thrashing them for being too handsy, would have meant taking her eyes off of the football (As they some times called the protected person) and thus wasn't an option.
It would piss the dark haired girl off even more to find out that Tori wasn't subjected to the level of physical intrusion she was, simply cause they knew any attempt to grope the star would incur the wrath of security. 'Remember, your a professional. You can shower your ass off later, after this sightseeing trip.' She told herself. "So, where we going?"
"Oh, I thought we'd just wing it." The singer said, smiling. Then she got a bit sheepish. "You have you drivers license, right? I never really had the chance to learn, what with the whole pop star thing happening."
"Don't you have a driver?" Jade wondered aloud.
"We're getting a rental car from the hotel, and just driving out." Tori explained. "Maybe get a guide book as well. You wouldn't mind going back and grabbing one, would you? I need to get ready for the trip. You know, my disguise."
The bodyguard glared at her charge, but went back to get the local guide book as well as they keys to a rental car that was delivered there only ten minutes earlier. The concierge was less then helpful, wishing them a pleasant trip and telling them where they could go for food and entertainment, but not having the car driver around to a safe place for them to enter.
Jade picked up the car, driving the far to open vehicle around to pick the singer up at a side entrance. Bill and Ron had stayed with her until then, at the door jade had deemed the best choice. Once Tori was in the passengers seat they drove out to see the city. The car, a Ford Mustang Convertible, didn't give them the anonymity that the bodyguard felt they needed. Worse, from a security point of view, was that they were the only one's in the car. There was no extra person, not even Kasey, to help if things went sideways. No, she was stuck driving along with one of the most recognizable girls in the business, who'd only bothered with a scarf tied around her hair and dark glasses on her face to hide the beauty that graced the multitude of billboards and magazine adds. Adds promoting the many products the starlet endorsed, including that brand of scarves. "Couldn't you have at least considered a wig?" The dark haired girl asked. "Something that would do a better job of hiding who you are? Or perhaps a burqa?"
"Ha ha." Tori fake laughed. "Seriously, why would I go through that much effort? I want to be appreciated for the effort I put into making myself look good. So why would I want to cover everything up, especially here, in the south, where a burqa would draw the wrong kind of attention. No, I think we'll leave it as a fashionable scarf around the hair, and the dark glasses. If someone recognizes me, we'll politely ask them to let me have my space. Besides, you're here in case anything goes wrong."
"You realize you only have one person to fall back on." Jade pointed out. "I'm not conformable with being the only person you have."
"Three things." Tori chirped, too happy. "One, we have the advantage of secrecy. No one knows we're out."
"Except everyone connected to the crowd of people you were signing for back there." The bodyguard corrected. "They know how your dressed, that you're going somewhere, and possibly the make of car I picked up. That last part maters cause I can assume they know whom your with. This isn't safe."
"Two, I'm the boss, and I want a bit of time away from the pressures of the family. They all remind me of Andre. We, him and me, we used to do this, sneak off and do some sightseeing. He had a gift for finding out of the way places where we could just blend into the background." There was a pout. "I need this."
"I really don't like..." The dark haired girl started.
"Three, I want to get to know you better." Tori pushed forward. "Lets be honest. I know next to nothing about you, and yet you've already seen me naked."
"You undressed right in front of me." Jade protested.
"So I'm guessing you kinda owe me." Tori said back, hiding her blush at having exposed herself under the cover of her glasses and scarf. "So you gonna start talking, or do we need this more then I thought. I'm thinking we could go out daily if necessary. Maybe give us a real chance to bond."
For several seconds, Jade just glared, but at the road since giving the singer her full ire would only lead to an accident in this borrowed car. In the end, she broke down and started explaining. "Whats to say, my parents got me into martial arts to help with my temper, and I turned that into a career." Jade just shrugged the answer off.
"So, what else did you want to do with your time, or was protecting me the one thing you focused on your whole life?" Tori pushed.
"Really?" Jade asked.
"Or we could try calling people on your emergency contact list. See what their willing to tell me." Tori threatened, knowing it was illegal, but still wanting something to get the bodyguard to open up.
With a sigh, she started. "I'm one of the people who tried to get into entertainment and wound up crashing and burning." The blue eyed girl said, still acting like it was no big thing. "So since I'd been doing martial arts of a while, I got into tournaments, and tried to make money that way. Unfortunately, the need for cash outweighed my normal desire to do research. That, and I used to have a temper. I'm not gonna go into it too deeply, but there was a while when I just needed to hurt people. You'd be amazed by the lack of scars on my body to know I was into underground cage fighting. Got my break in the big leagues, only to be disqualified due to my underground practices. So now I'm not able to follow my first two dreams, but I can keep others safe. Happy now?"
"What kind of entertainment?" Tori asked, like the dark cloud that seemed to form when the other girl spoke of her past wasn't even there.
"I sang, acted, wrote, hell, I even learned a bit about directing and production." The bodyguard said, no longer even pretending to be happy. The scowl on her face said stop. "Painful memories there. I don't wanna talk about it."
"Sing for me." Tori cooed.
"No." Jade replied.
"Aw, please? I'm your boss, so you hafta." The pop princess tried.
"You pay me to protect your ass." Jade replied, her voice now sharp. "Not to entertain you, and I think you've learned quite enough about me. Now either shut it, or I'm turning this car around and going back."
Tori stuck her tongue out at the driver, but shifted to safer subjects of conversation. "So, guarded anyone famous?"
"You."
"Oh, in that case, we should make this memorable." The pop princess said. "What would you like to do?"
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Tori is kinda spoiled, but I think she just misses having Andre around. I get the feeling she got really comfort able with him, to the point where she trusted him to talk to her when she was showering. Thats a lot of trust. Still, I liked the place I stopped. Feels like their gonna go on an adventure. Or maybe see the largest ball of twine in the state? Who knows. Probably the ball of twine. They have a sound check.
So thoughts, comments, whatever, please let me know with a review. And thanks for reading.