My head rested on the window, watching the scene pass me by. We were on our way to the next venue; wherever that might be. I've lost track. Everyone was talking, having a good time. Ken's voice was the most dominent, he spilled jokes right and left, receiving numerous howles of laughter from everyone. I continued to stare out the window until I felt someone sit down beside me. I looked over to find a smiling David Finlay. When I didn't return the smile, his dropped, "Why so glum?" He asked. I shrugged. "I don't know. I'm just in one of those moods." I said, giving him a half smile. "Why, what's on your mind?" He asked, leaning back in the seat, crossing his arms over his chest, ready to listen. "Nothing. I'm just...I'm just not sure what's going on with me these days." I said, sighing. "I'm just.." I stopped and took a deep breath. "I'm not sure." I said. He patted me on the head, finally gaining a smile from me, "Don't worry. It'll be fine in the end, and if it's not, it's not the end." I smiled, "Thanks." "No problem, and listen, if you ever need anyone to talk to, I'm always here for ya."
"I've gotta pee!" Yelled Maria from the back. "Me too!" Ashley agreed. "When are we stopping?" I asked outloud. "We should be stopping in a few minutes." The bus driver announced over the PA system of the bus. I was sitting in the isle seat, my legs positioned in the isle itself, talking to Adam who was sitting across from me. "I hate gas stations." I groaned as we pulled into one for our rest stop. "Why?" "Because there's usually stinky, old, scary truck drivers that hit on me. Gross." I said, shuddering. He laughed, "I'll protect you." I smiled wide, "Aww, yes! And while you're at it, you can buy me a slushee." I said, standing up as the bus came to a halt. "Let's go get that slushee." He said, walking off the bus. I followed behind as we all exited.
Inside the small convience store attached to the gas station, people stared. It's not every day they see 'The Great Kahli' or 'The Big Show' enter their place of buisness. I made my way over to the slushee machine only to find it being out of order. I frowned, turning to Adam who was behind me. "What now?" I asked, pouting. He smiled, "How about some oreos?" "Mm, no." I said. "Popcorn?" "Blech." I said, shaking my head. "A poke in the nose with a stick?" I smiled. "Water works." I said, walking over to the drink fridge. "But why water? You've been drinking water so mcuh lately. It's so boring." He said, grabbing a Rockstar out of the drink fridge. "Because I like it." I said. Adam took my bottle from me as we arrived at the counter. "Oh get me a scratch card too." I said smiling. He gave me a look, "Get me a scratch card...?" He said, urging me to finish the sentence. I laughed, "Please." He nodded, turned to the cashier and said, "And one scratch card, please." "Which one would you like?" The casheier asked. "Oh!Oh! The one with the diamonds on it!" I said. "Diamods are a girls best friend." The Cashier said, laughing quietly at his own joke. The man got the card and quickly totalled everything up. A line was beginning to form behind us. "Man, hurry up!" Shawn said, jokingly, from behind us. I turned around and gave him a fake mean look. "We're not finished." I told him, sarcastically. "Well excuse me." He replied with the same amount of sarcasm. I smiled. "How's the bus ride going?" He asked. "It's alright I suppose. I've got this loser to keep me company." I said, pointing to Adam who was finishing up the transaction. "Sounds like fun." He said. "Hey, I've got the DVD player with me, why don't you come back and watch a movie with me." He told me. "Which movie?" "Seven." I smiled, "Good choice. I'm in."