wow, i am seriously sorry for how long this took .my grandmother died and i and to head up to minnesota for a couple of days .I saw my last Chapter had a noticeable lack of Jade and Tori dialogue . Toris pov.

I had never been kicked in the head with a steel toe but befor, but I had to guess this is what it feels like. Picking myself up off the floor of the bus I looked around. Wait why was I on a bus. Then it all came flooding back to me meeting the band, calling my dad, getting hammered. Holding my head I stood, I had to look away from the window. The light was like needles in my eyes with this hang over.

I sat back in the seat at the table. I sniffed the air and gagged. someone puked, and it stunk like hell. What was I thinking getting this drunk with strangers, who knows what could have happened. thankfully I felt ok well except for the hangover that could kill a horse. My dad was cop, he warned me about doing reckless stuff like this.

I surveyed the bus I saw Beck on the couch and That sikowitz weirdo was slumped over in the drivers seat(Thank god that nut didn't try to drive). As I heard a rustling from the bed just across from where I was siting. It was Jade, that women, she was the reason I had gone up to the bad in the first place. But I couldn't put my finger on my it, Sure she was a great guitarist and singer. But even then I knew there was something more.

"ohh damn two mornings in a row, we need to calm down" Jade said sitting up from her bed. She was holding her head and squinting much like I had. she climbed out of the bed, staggered for a moment, and sat in the seat across from me. she Looked at me for a second without saying a word.

"So" I said a bit nervously fun time last night"? At first her only response was a cold stare from across the table. Finally speaking up her first words to me where "Vega, how old are you" she said coldly. This was not what I was expecting.

"Wa-what" was all I could stammer out. as I looked at her. "you herd me, how old are you" the black haired women said in the same cold tone as before. Right now my mind was truly racing, what should I say. I tell her I'm 20 or something she will undoubtedly see right through me, I tell her i'm actually 17 she kicks me out.I panic and answer "17, I'm 17".

She only look at me for a second before speaking. "Ok" she said surprisingly,"you close enough to 18, and if we don't tell anyone we probably won't get in any major trouble". "wow, so you're not mad at me" I asked apprehensively as jade leaned back in her seat.

"No Not that mad, but you still you should have told us" said the raven haired women holding her thumb and forefinger to the bridge of her nose. "at least your not like 16, this one time in Colorado Beck found this girl" she paused to laugh "man they practically ran us out of that town with torches and pitchforks". She smiled looking away for a moment.

sitting back I took a breath of relief, that went a lot better than It could have. "so aside from the fact of how young I looked what gave me away" I inquired. "well I only got concerned after you said that thing about calling your dad" she responded.

"So what time is it" I said breaking the silence after a few moments. Glancing at her watch "8:56" she responded returning to her colder tone. The way she switched between them confused me a little bit. It was like she was correcting for something, but I couldn't tell which one was her normal tone and which one was superficial.

"Any way we should be waking up soon any way" she noted as she stood up. Walking over to a near by coffee machine she asked "you Like black coffee Vega"? Back to the cold tone of hers. "No not really, you got any cream or sugar" I answered standing up, the hangover making my head throb. Surprisingly I had never been seriously hung over befor.

"Yea but when you have a Hang over this bad you need something that kicks ass" she said preparing the brewing machine. "Ok I guess I'll have some" I say a bit apprehensive. But Jade seemed like the kind of women my mother warned me about, the kind who deal with hangovers regularly.

Stepping away from the coffee making she pulled a packet of cigarettes out and lit one up, she offered me one by sticking out the pack. Shaking my head I declined. It wasn't that i was afraid to smoke I just didn't think one would help me right now.

As the coffee began to bubble Jade made her way over to the /brown haired man sleeping on the couch near by. "WAKE UP" she yelled next his ear. He stumbled up almost hitting his head on the near by wall. "Damit Jade why do you keep doing that" Beck said slumping back in his makeshift bed. "and I've got a hangover you wouldn't believe so yea its like twice as bad" he said holding his head and covering his eyes.

Straightening up she smirked at her act of mischief. I looked and my eyes drifted south on her sideways profile. Man did those jeans fit her legs well. Oh man her legs, my face began to burn a little realising how long I was staring. Looking away I had to wonder to myself why I wanted to look at her like that again.

Pushing the questions out of my head I sat back in the seat next to the table. After a couple of minutes Jade had woken up the whole band. I had my coffee and so did everyone else, and as we all talked and nursed our collective hangover. For a few moments I felt like i had been a part of this whole groupe for a long time and I was just getting back.

"So we still have about a day until we need to head on to Indianapolis, may haps our new friend Tori can tell us if there's anything interesting to do in this little town" Sikowitz asked? With that every one in the bus looked straight at me."well um, We have a good theater, you guys like movies" I said more timidly than I had hoped. The whole bus answered in almost perfect unison "yes"!

After Cat made a little breakfast for everyone Sikowitz stated up the large bus and we made our way to the movie theater. Jade explained that aside from movies where a special treat for the band. Sikowitz parked the bus a few blocks away(their aren't many places to park a bus that big in a small town). After a short walk we got our tickets and sat down in the theater. We had decide to see The Dirty Dozen, it was a war movie but it was the only thing that looked good.

when one explosion happened I couldn't help but jump a little. Jade put her hand on mine, leaned over and whispered "its just a movie scaredy cat".And by the light of the flickering screen I could see her smile just a little, probably just amused by how easily I got spooked. But there it was again that burning in my cheeks, and even after she took her hand off of mine i swear i could still feel it.

*************after the movie************

As we walked from Andre continued his argument with Sikowitz. "No I refuse to believe it, their was no way you were in the normandy landings" Andre insisted. "Now why is that" he restored? "because I did the Math, You were way too old" the dreadlocked boy responded. But before I could I heard a voice that made my stomach do a flip. "Tori, who are they" said my fathers quizzical voice

Hey, whos ready for a another promis you have very little way of holding me accountable for , i will have the next chapter published by sunday. ok but in all seriousness thanks for being patient when you consider how long this took. Favorite, fallow and review please.