So, you may have noticed how lazy I was when I checked yesterdays chapter before posting it. And, to warn you all, on the 16th, I'm going to be driving down to Florida from New Jersey. I have to help my aunt move down there, and I might not be back for a few days. I'm not sure yet. I highly doubt this will be done by then. And then, on the 23rd, I'm going to Project Revolution, yay! And probably won't update then either. Yes, yes, I know that I'm a hardcore Linkin Park and Armor For Sleep fan and I'm writing a story about a DCOM musical. Lol. So, I've gotten complaints about not enough Naitlyn, but its hard, since unless Mitchie is observing them, I can't really tell it. I may rewrite this from Caitlyn's perspective eventually after this one.
So, this is the first half of Day 1 of the tour. Enjoy.
Chapter 18
At some point throughout the night, the bus must have hit a bump. Shane, Caitlyn, Nate and I were all on one side of the beds. Caitlyn and I were facing each other, cuddling almost, while our boyfriends were wrapped around us from behind. Shane's back was pressed against the wall, and Nate was resting in the slight gap between the beds. This was the one of the other picture sitting on my nightstand. Rich found us before any of us woke up or moved.
"Up, up, up." Rich said knocking on the wall next to the door. "We've got to get showered and eat." We all groaned and got up. "If I hear more than one person in a shower, I will have to ground some people." We laughed as we began moving around.
"Weird." I said looking at the clock.
"What is?" Shane asked pulling on his tee from the night before. I saw Nate doing the same.
"Jake didn't wake me up to go to the bathroom."
Rich poked his head into the back. "I walked him earlier." He said.
"Oh, thanks. You should've woken me up." I insisted.
"Eh." He waved it off. "I managed to get a good picture before he was able to." I gave him a confused look, not yet knowing about the awkward way we'd slept. "Okay, guys, I expect you to help your girls get into the flow of things, but again, I don't want to hear more than one person in a shower. They've closed the showers for us, so get in and out as fast as possible."
We had pulled over to a truck stop where we could shower and eat before getting back on the road to the interviews. We all dressed haphazardly in pajama bottoms or sweat pants and sweat shirts or tees. Grabbing our clothes for the day and toiletries, we all filed out of the bus. Jacob was left on the bus with his food.
We walked two by two into the truck stop. The girls and I were thankful we had on sweatshirts, as the some of the patrons weren't looking at us very innocently. Not saying that all truck drivers, etc, are creepy men. Some of them were very nice. One guy actually told the guy next to him to stop looking at us. It was rude and inappropriate. Of course that was the one time us girls went in by ourselves.
Anyway. Can you really expect 3 teenage guys to not make some type of comment to their 3 teenage girlfriends about showering? No. You can't.
"Too bad Rich said we can't share the showers." Shane smirked at me.
"What makes you think we'd have shared the shower with you?" Anastasia replied smartly.
"Well, I don't think he'd really mind if you wanted to share with one of the girls." Nate responded.
"You wish." Caitlyn laughed.
"I don't get it." Jason said giving up trying to. We laughed.
We all kissed our significant other good-bye and headed into the showers.
"Oh, Cait, I forgot my shampoo on the bus. Can I borrow yours?" I asked, yelling through the stalls.
"Mine is for curly hair!" She laughed back. "You're hair will not be straight at all. Do you want to curl it after?"
"I can curl it after we eat." I decided.
"Heads up." She called throwing it over the wall. I laughed as it bounced on the floor at my feet.
"There is something wrong with the two of you." Anastasia laughed.
"Yeah, so?" I laughed back.
"Oh man." Anastasia sighed. "Hey, guys?"
"Oh, now you'll talk to us in the shower." Caitlyn said.
"Can I borrow someone's body wash?" We laughed as I tossed my body wash to her.
Almost in sync a little while later, all three of showers turned off one after another. I stepped out of my stall after toweling off and getting dressed.
"What are you doing?" I asked Anastasia as I started brushing my hair that was surprise, surprise, not staying straight. It had the slightly wave to it. Not too much, but it'd have to straighten it or curl it, and the straightening wouldn't stay too long.
"I am scrunching my hair." Anastasia replied. She had her hair flipped over and was lifting handfuls of hair up to her head, curling her hair in the process. She was putting gel into her hair, but not a lot like I'd seen some girls after gym class. When she stood up, her hair was in curls and waves in small sections.
"Nice." I commented pulling my hair into a pony tail for the time being.
"Are we all going to be curly today?" Caitlyn asked, emerging last from the shower, though her hair looked mostly dry already.
"Well, we could straighten your hair…" Anastasia suggested smiling mischievously.
"You know better than to come anywhere near my hair with a straightener, Stas!" Caitlyn cried. We laughed and headed out to the guys once our make-up was done. They were sitting in a big round booth near the showers in the restaurant part of the building. Shane got up, and Caitlyn and I slide in on one side, while Anastasia slide in on the other next to Jason.
Shane looked at me weird as he sat down. "What?" I asked.
"I've just… never seen you with your hair up." He laughed shaking his head.
"Oh, I'm curling it when we get back on the bus." I informed him. "I used Cait's shampoo, so my hair won't stay very straight."
He laughed and then he noticed Anastasia's hair. "Did you use Cait's shampoo, too?" He asked.
She shook her head no. "I just wanted to scrunch my hair. I can throw it up into a bun easier when it's like this."
"Okay, we're going to pretend we understood that." Jason said. Shane and Nate nodded as the waitress came over.
"Okay, Orange juice for Curly and Dark's girl. Apple juice for Curly's girl and Light. Milk for Light's girl. And Coffee for Dark." She passed out everyone's drinks, and surprisingly enough, they were right. We laughed as quietly as we could as we ordered breakfast.
"I'm surprised you guys order everything right." Caitlyn laughed softly.
"Hey, enough Sunday breakfasts with you guys at your house, we learned." Nate replied.
"Shane, you seriously drink coffee?" Anastasia asked. "Did you know that fruit juice will wake you up better? Especially orange juice."
He smirked. "Yes I do." He may be nicer, but he still wasn't very friendly in the morning.
"Shane's allergic to fruit concentrates." I explained. "Not every place makes freshly made fruit juice, and it's safer to just give him coffee."
Anastasia shook her head laughing to herself quietly. Shane and Anastasia were a lot like brother and sister. They loved to fight with one another and tease each other. They were usually civil, but wouldn't miss an opportunity to bug the other. "Spoiled Pop Star." She said quietly.
"Spoiled brat is more like it." I laughed. "He threw fits when he was kid if he couldn't have something because it had concentrates in it."
Shane groaned. "Who told you that?"
"Your mom, your sister…" I said simply. He groaned again.
"No more talking to my sister."
"But I love talking to your sister. It's so much fun hearing about how Riley drove up to see her last weekend. And how they spent most of that time making out-" Shane's hand forcibly covered my mouth.
"I said she could date him. I don't need to know what it entails, Mitch. Please." He begged.
"Look, food!" Caitlyn clapped as our breakfasts were passed around the table.
We ate in peace. Rich paid the bill for us, and we filed back onto the bus. When we did, Jason, Anastasia, and Nate decided on watching TV on the couch. Rich climbed up front talking to Donnie. Caitlyn helped me curl my hair at the table while Shane sat across from me shaking his head.
"A. That's gonna hurt when he hits a bump." He gestured to Donnie. "B. I can't see why you want to curl your hair when it's so straight naturally."
"Haven't we had this conversation?" I said looking down at Jacob who was in Shane's lap.
"Yeah. I know. I know. Oh, and unless we're in a hotel, don't expect to see my hair curly for awhile." Shane warned.
"Yeah, yeah. I'll just have to catch you when you have to straighten it on the bus." I smiled.
Donnie hit a bump in the road, and Shane was about to look triumphant when Caitlyn simply rolled her body to avoid falling and pulling my hair. Neither of us managed to get hit by the curler either.
"How did you do that?" Shane asked.
"Every summer before Camp Rock, I would go on a road trip with my parents in an RV. You get road legs. It's like sea legs on a boat." She shrugged. I laughed as Shane pouted.
A commercial for Kotex came on and Nate changed the channel quickly. He shuddered. "I hate those commercials." Anastasia rolled her eyes as she looked at Caitlyn and I. Shane started laughing.
"Dude." Shane chuckled. "You do realize we're going to be on a bus with 3 girls for about a month right?"
"And?" Nate asked not catching on.
"You know what, I'm going to either let you figure that out, or let the girls tell you."
"Tell me what?" We just laughed at him "Tell me what?" He asked a few more times and we refused to tell him. "Fine." He pouted.
"And done." Caitlyn proclaimed pulling the last curl out.
"So?" I asked Shane shaking my head full of curls at him.
"I like your bangs the best." He replied smiling at me playful.
I touched my bangs in confusion and realized they were still relatively straight despite the evil curly shampoo. "Jerk." I said sitting back, realizing what he meant.
"You look cute. Promise." He picked up my hand and kissed my knuckles. I giggled as Nate groaned.
"Hey, Stas, I'm going to go look in the bathroom. Come with me." I commanded winking at Shane. Caitlyn was talking to Nate, so he didn't notice us at all. We came back giggling and laughing, but no one questioned us.
"So, girls, you excited?" Rich asked looking back at us.
"Yes!" We all cried together.
"Are you going to go to the interview with them or stand in the back with John and I?"
We looked at each other, and then the guys. They were all giving us puppy dog looks and begging. Laughing, I answered, "We'll most definitely be there with them."
"Good." He said. "Because we're here." Donnie parked outside of a hotel not far from the concert hall the guys would be performing at. We left Jacob running around the bus as we all filed off. Shane wrapped his arm around my shoulder, while Nate's was around Caitlyn's waist. Jason and Anastasia followed hand in hand behind us.
When we walked into the conference room, there was a small stage with a table set up on it. There had been 3 chairs and 3 mics, but people were placing 3 more chairs behind the table. Reporters flooded the entire room, all eager to ask their questions.
We sat down in the chairs, and for once, Caitlyn and I weren't next to each other. I was between Jason and Shane in the middle of the table. Caitlyn and Nate were on the other side of Shane, and Anastasia on the other side of Jason. We looked nervous, I'm sure.
"Hey, guys," Shane greeted.
"You may have noticed our beautiful girlfriends are here with us." Nate stated.
Jason interrupted, "We would've given you the heads up, but they surprised us last night."
"And we've missed them so much we couldn't bare to be without them." Shane said playfully.
"Actually," Nate said conspiringly to the reporters, "Shane hasn't left Mitchie's side unless he was forced since last night."
"You're just jealous, Nate." I teased, forgetting we were in an interview.
He smiled playfully at me, "That's why your hair looks like my girlfriend's today, right, Mitch?"
"Since you obviously missed the first two conversations about our hair, we all went curly today, Nate." I said back.
"Okay, okay." Anastasia interrupted. "I'm sure all these reporters didn't come out to hear you two bicker." The crowd of reporters, who had already been laughing, laughed a bit harder.
"So, first question?" Shane asked. He nodded at a reporter in the front. At first the questions were about the tour and the new album, etc. Then they started getting personal.
"Girls, what's it like to be on a bus with these three?" A report asked.
"Well," Caitlyn shrugged, "It's only been a day. We can't really answer that yet."
"Though I couldn't see who it was because the guys were on the top bunks," Anastasia began, "One of them snores. Loudly." Caitlyn and I nodded, and then Jason and Shane did, too. "So, it was Nate!"
"Thanks, Stas." Nate mumbled.
"The 6 of you are sharing one tour bus?" Another asked.
Nate took charge and answered, "Yes, we do. But there are 4 beds, so the girls share two and we share two. As Stas said, we're on the top bunks, and they share the bottom bunks. There is 24-7 adult supervision for the girls. Everything is appropriate."
"Nate and Mitchie, you seem to have an interesting interactions. Do you think you can handle being together 24-7?"
We all laughed. "Actually, Nate and I have a really good relationship together. We all get along really well. The ones we need to worry about are Shane and Anastasia, Stas."
"She's evil." Shane said playfully sticking his tongue out at her.
She did the same back, "He's a crybaby." She teased back.
"No, Stas and I get along." Shane laughed, "We just like to tease each other and get on the others' nerves."
Another reporter asked, "Caitlyn and Mitchie, you live together to begin with. Do you find it easier or harder to live with each other while the guys are on tour?"
Caitlyn answered, "Well, it's hard at times. When you get a phone call or she gets a text, and the other doesn't. You get a little jealous and upset. 'Why did he have time, but he doesn't?' But when you miss them to the point you can't help but break down crying, you have someone right there with you, crying their eyes out, too."
"And then you have Jacob, who will have no idea what's going on and cry, too." I added.
"Who is Jacob?" A few reporters shouted.
"Jacob, " Shane started, "Is the puppy I bought Mitchie for her birthday."
"Guys, what's your take on the Mitchie/Caitlyn living situation?"
Shane laughed. "We get in trouble." Nate nodded. "It helps keep your relationship a lot cleaner, I think. Not that we do, but you can't lie to them at all. If one of us says we're going to be recording all day and the other says we should be done by lunch, you hear about it."
"It also means we have to coordinate a lot of things, though. Like Valentine's Day." Nate said. "You want to make sure that one doesn't outdo the other. So, we just do things together."
"And we love them for it." I added.
They turned the questioning on Anastasia, asking, "Anastasia, you're relatively new to the group. What was it like coming in to it?"
Anastasia laughed, "Please, call me Stas, first off. As to your question, I'd say it was a little intense. I met Jason and then I met the rest of them. Mitchie and Caitlyn were really laid back and friendly. I hung out with them before I hung out with guys, though, because it seemed almost like I had to prove myself not insane to them. I'd say they're more protective of Jason, and all the guys, even, than the guys themselves. It was nice to see people who cared so much about each other. It was pretty cool to watch them all interact."
"Mitchie, Caitlyn, what made Stas acceptable to you?" The same reporter asked.
We laughed. "She was fun to hangout with it." Caitlyn said.
"And then when the guys came over, she fit in with us perfectly. She didn't walk on eggshells or anything around them, just jumped right into teasing the guys with us. She's good for Jason." I explained.
"Mitchie," A particularly rude sounding reporter called out. "You said in your interview back in January you lied to Shane in the beginning of your relationship. Do fans and Shane have to worry about you lying to him again?"
"No com-" Shane started saying, not wanting me to get upset but I stopped him.
"Well, like I said in January, I had let myself get intimidated. And I didn't lie to Shane. But that's irrelevant. No, people don't have to worry about me lying again. Shane and I have both learned about lying and we've grown and become stronger from it. However, I'm thankful for that experience because it really let me understand what was to come in this business. You have to be strong and not let others walk all over you. But you also have to be sure not to walk all over others, either." I answered honestly.
Thankfully, Rich came up before anymore questions could be asked. "That's it for today, folks. We've a line of anxious fans wanting autographs." As the reporters left the room, the guys were brought sharpies and the table was moved down to the floor. "Okay, we've got lots of screaming girls out there, remember. Smile and be friendly. Girls be prepared to hear your boys being proposed to." Rich warned us. A rush of screaming girls came in a moment later.
"Ohmigosh!" The first girl in front of Shane and I cried. "You're both here. I am like such a huge fan of you two. I love your song." I smiled happily.
"Wow, thank you." I said as Shane signed his name on her magazine with our picture on it.
"Your's too?" She asked handing it to me. I blinked a few times but picked up a sharpie off of the table and signed my name below Shane's.
Shane turned to me and smiled. I looked at Caitlyn and Anastasia for moment each. They didn't seem to be getting things like that. I smiled tightly to myself for a moment. This could be bad.
Sign #4271 that I love you guys: I wrote this sitting at my desk in pain with a heating pad around my middle.