Title: The Wheels On The Bus

Summary: Honor Society AND Jonas Brothers fanfiction. Go through the days of tour with both of the bands. Lots of humor. (:

Author's Note: Randomness in which we hope you will like.. and enjoy.. and want more of. Yeeeppp.

Disclaimer: BASICALLY. This never happened... or it could of, but either way... we own nothing. Nothing at all. We do not personally know JB or HS or any other mentions of anybody else throughout this fic!

Rating: PG-13.

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"Cannnnnnnnnooooooooonnnnn Baaaaaaaaaallllllll!" Alex and I screamed as we took off running to jump into the pool, the goal was to hurdle across the line in the pool that was formed by Jay, Andy, Robratzzi, Joe, Kevin, Nick, Ryan, J.T., Big Rob, Jack, and Garbo... Alex made it by a couple of feet which landed him smack dab in the middle of the 6 ft. end of the pool and left me landing right in the arms of Big Rob which made a great laugh for every one but I wasn't that amused it was embarrassing landing in the arms of another man in front of other men.

"Dude Mike, Where are you?" Alex screamed as he surfaced back to the top of the water looking around. "I caught the little dude don't worry." Big Rob exclaimed.

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By now it's 12:30am and we are still partying and the music is still blaring and we are being extremely loud.

"Se-Se-Secccccuuuurrrriiiitttyyyy!" Kevin screams out in a panicked tone. Around the corner and through the gate walks in a little skinny nerdy security guard shinning his flashlight in everyone's eyes, "You you boys need to pack it up and leave. The pool closed an hour and half ago and we are getting complaints there is hooligans down by the pool being rowdy." he screeched.

"It's okay boys I've got this covered I speak secruity guard language..." Big Rob said getting out of the pool.

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Ten minutes later we were packing our things up to head back to our rooms apparently Big Rob isn't as good at security guard language as he thinks.

"Great now what can we do? The night is still young." Robratzzi muttered as we was walking towards the elevators.

"You know? We all can still play duck duck goose!" Garbo yelled out.

"Guys, I think I'm just going to call it a night." I said as I pressed the up arrow for the elevator. Everyone nods in agreement with the exception of Robratzzi.

"Okay bros. Just remember we ALL have to be up and at the venue at 8:30am sharp." Nick reminded us all politely.

"Then good thing we're calling it a night" Joe says rubbing his eyes and covering his mouth to yawn.

Robratzzi sighs and rolls his eyes, "Well since you all are calling it a night, I guess I'll go to my room and watch a movie you pansies."

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After a very long day I finally get to lay down in a comfortable bed for the night and the feeling of knowing where I'll be at in the morning light soothes me. Just as I was beginning to drift off into slumber, my room mate, yes you guessed it, Alex starts pounding away on his electric drum pad.

"DUDE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" I yelled while jumping out of bed to turn the light on. Alex paying no attention to what's going on keeps pounding away on the drum pad as I was about to yell again I noticed the ear buds in his ears, the dude was doing some serious jamming.

I lightly tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention but he was so in the zone he didn't even notice. So I decided to grab him and shake him. As I grabbed his shoulder he jumped ten feet in the air, pulling out his ear buds, "DUDE, YOU SCARED ME! WHAT IS YOUR ISSUE?"

"Um, let's see here it's 2am we have to be AT the venue ready to go by 8:30am sharp. We've got to get to sleep. As I was drifting off, you start pounding away on your drums. And you were in bed and then you're pounding on your drums and I'm all wtf, man. And now you're caught up. THAT is my issue." I said in an hushed angry tone.

Alex looked down, having enough common sense to look ashamed. "Sorry bro, I just wasn't tired. I'm still so full of energy!"

"I told you not to drink that Red Bull! I told you that it was too late. Hey, why don't you go for a run or drop by Rob's room and watch a movie with him?" I suggested lightly, hoping he'd take the bait for one of the options so I could get my sweet, sweet sleep.

"I think..." Alex set his sticks down, "That I will go for a run. Robrattzi is moody tonight. And he's scaring me more than he's delighting me at the moment."

"Good idea, dude. Try and get some sleep when you get in. Early morning and all." I say, yawning and sliding back into my bed. Ah, nice.

Alex puts on his running shoes with an amused smile on his face. "Alright, mommy."

I was too tired to retort, so I just closed my eyes and let myself drift away.

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"NOYES, are you ready yet?!" I asked walking into the small dining area in the hotel room.

However, what I saw was Alex in his boxers with a bowl of cereal in his hands and the Captain Crunch box in front of his eyes.

"What are you doing, Noyes? We have to leave in five minutes. Hurry, carry it with you if you have too!"

Alex didn't look away from the box. "Dude, on-the-go Crunch? No way. It's too precious. You must enjoy it. Reeelax."

"We do not have time to, 'Reeelax', Noyes!" I said, crossing my arms and tapping my foot at him.

Finally looking away from the box, Alex frowned. "But I'm hungry!" he wailed lightly, eating another spoonful of razorblades.

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"Where have you two been?" Jason asked as we got off the elevator walking into the lobby of the hotel.

Andrew nodded in agreement, "Guys hurry lets get to the car it's waiting on us, we were suppose to be at the venue 15 minutes ago!"

I was going to explain that this was all Noyes' fault considering he couldn't eat 'on-the-go crunch' but instead I bit my tongue and shot Noyes a look but couldn't help but smile when he shrugged and yelled out "Last on to the car is a rotten egg!"

He's too much of a kid... and completely gets away with everything, somehow.

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"Dude, you guys are late. Nick is going to tear ya'll to pieces." Joe has a bottle of juice in one hand, the other on his hip. In a manly way, of course.

Michael pointed at Alex, catching Joe's eyes. He nodded. "Ooooh. Either way, Nick will eat you alive." He said in a creepy voice, his eyes bugged out.

Andrew somehow calmed Nick down before he made it to Alex. Then after that, everything ran smoothly.

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The lights go out in the arena and we can hear the screaming and yelling my heart begins to race and I have an enormous adrenaline rush through my body, I get this way every night before stepping onstage and I love every bit of it.

"LET'S DO THIS GUYS, LET'S ROCK W-PEG!" I exclaimed as I joined in on our pre-show ritual huddle.

And then as we all share a look, we run onto the stage. The lights flash and we begin our set as we feed off of the crowds energy.

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"W-Peg really knows how to get down." Jason said as we rushed backstage to change for the, as we like to call it, greet-n-meet.

"They do, tonight's crowd really brought it." Andrew said wiping his sweaty face with a towel.

Then we headed to our dressing room to get changed and freshen up, then head back to meet all the fans that night.

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After going back to the hotel with the bros, Kevin reminded us that we had to be on the road in an hour. Nick shot Alex a look and he shrugged. "Dude, you guys don't understand. You cannot eat Crunch on-the-go. 'Kay? You just can't." Alex pouted quickly and looked at Joe. "You get me, bro... don't you?"

Joe shrugged and shook his head. "Do NOT bring me into this!"

Then Alex looked at me and I backed up. "Oh, no no no! Don't even ask me. You made us late this morning."

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"Man. I'm tired." Alex's voice was low, a trace of a yawn within it. The kid held yawns back a lot.

I turned and raised my eyebrow at him. "Well, duh. You barely slept last night, did you? When did you get in from your run?"

He shrugged and slung an arm around my shoulders. "Hmm. 'Bout, four this morning?"

That explained it. "Remind me to hide all Red Bull from you after seven pm."

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Dragging our bags behind us, we met Andrew and Jason who was standing with Nick and Kevin. "Where's Joe?"

Nick laughed while Jason pointed at the elevators. "He forgot something in the room. He was mumbling something about his hair products."

Kevin nudged me and nodded towards the check-out desk. Rob was leaning against it and chatting up the clerk. Jack ran back into the lobby and tripped over his own bag. "Sorry! J.T. and Garbo decided to be three years old again and wants to play with shaving cream. Watch out. Ryan barely got away."

I glanced over and Alex looked like he was about to run into the open elevator but Andrew caught his arm. "No, dude. Maybe another time." Alex pouted and folded his arms across his chest as Joe bounced back up to them with another bag rolling bag behind him. "Where's Big Rob?"

Nick snorted and they all looked over. Big Rob was literally having to drag Rob away from the girl at the desk, claiming that they had to get going.

Oh, I love tour.

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Notes: Sorry this took so long to get out, life sort of got in the way for the both of us. We have been very very very very very busy... and lazy. We hope that you all enjoy it. The next part will be Andrew's point of view.

Also, we know that a lot of you are reading because it's got JB in this, too. But shortly Honor Society will be breaking away and JB will be in it still, but just not as much. We hope that you all continue to read it though. - Mia and Anya