CHAPTER 5: CLAIRE: "So, what are we going to do now?" I asked Ben. We were on our way to the airport, not really sure of where we were going. There was the option of returning home, but that didn't sound too fun. Like me, Ben still wanted to tour. Unfortunately, Ben and I weren't enough to be a whole band. "Do you think we can get a few more people and start a new band?" I asked him. The cab driver kept looking back at us; I suspected he recognized us. He was young and pretty attractive. "I don't know," Ben said, sighing and running a hand through his hair. "Do you want to start a new band?" I took Ben's hand in mine. "I just want to be with you." I smiled. Ben kissed me lightly. "Let's do it." CAM: I looked slowly from one member of Asking Alexandria to the next. Of course, I knew who they were, aside from the new chick. Danny was dressed in jeans and a flannel; James was dressed in jeans and a ripped off tee, as was Sam; Abbi was wearing shorts and a tank top. "Well, it's nice to have you in the band," Danny said and lead Abbi over to the couch. "Thanks," I replied half-heartedly. I didn't really feel comfortable here. I knew I was just a replacement, and they didn't know me, or really like me yet. Sam came over and handed me a beer. "Dude, just make yourself comfortable," he said. "The next show is tomorrow." I smiled. This was going to be a long tour. ABBI: I slid out of Danny's bunk, being sure not to wake him. Lucky for me, he wasn't a light sleeper, because getting out that bunk wasn't easy sometimes. I was really thirsty, so I was going to get something to drink, until I noticed Cam sitting at the booth, seeming...not happy. Grabbing a water, I sat across from him. "Why so glum, Chum?" I asked him. Cam glanced up at me as if he'd just noticed me. "Oh, it's nothing," he replied. I cocked a brow. "Hey, you can tell me what's up." Sighing, Cam took a drink of his own water. "I just feel like the band isn't ready to accept me." "Of course they're not," I told him. He stared me as if to say, Gee, thanks for all your help. "I mean, they're probably just not sure about you yet. We haven't heard you play or anything; you kind of just got thrown into this." "Well, don't worry, I know all the songs," Cam said. I smiled and put my hand on his; he didn't move. "Of course you do. And I trust you to do a great job tomorrow." I took my water and headed back to bed with a smile. CLAIRE: "Hey, Ben," I said. Ben turned to look at me and painted a big streak down his face. I burst out laughing. We were supposed to be painting signs, advertising our auditions for the new band. Unfortunately for Ben, I wasn't in the mood to be serious. Ben smiled mischeviously and held up his paintbrush as if it were a weapon. My eyes widened and I tried to run, but Ben was too quick. He grabbed me and started painting all over me. When he finally let go, I smiled and pretended to get back to work. As soon as he turned his back to me, I grabbed up the bucket of paint and dumped it on his head. "What the fuck?!" Ben exclaimed. For a second, I thought he was angry, until he wrapped his arms around me and started rubbing paint on me as well. I screamed and we both fell to the floor, laughing. I was lying on top of him, wiping paint from his face. He had his hands clasped behind my back. "I love you," Ben said. "Oh, really?" I replied. "Then you won't mind me going to take a shower." I kissed him and stood to go shower. The whole room was a mess, but that could wait. Ben wrapped his hands around my waist, kissing my neck. "Only if I can join you," he whispered. I giggled and led him to the shower. "I think we picked the right guys," I said to Ben. We had finally gotten around to our auditions a couple days later and we had chosen three really talented guys. Ben poked my side. "You chose them all," he said with a grin. "Right, so if we fail, it's all my fault?" "Exactly," Ben kissed my cheek and I smiled. Suddenly, James crashed through the door and ran over to Ben and I. "Guys! It's Danny!" James said, gasping from running. "What about him?" I asked, my heart racing. "He overdosed; he's in the hospital."