Rosalina took a breath, while loading her luggage on one side of the tour bus. She turned to see Cati and her boyfriend hugging goodbye. Lianna was stepping onto the bus, and Maya and Lisa were getting out of a cab. She looked for Jared, who was checking the gas and oil gauge. It turned out he would be driving them everywhere, from city to city. She muttered curses at the stage director, he was making the bands go on the same tour bus. It wasn't that they wouldn't fit together, it was that it was more seeing time. Time that she didn't want.

One by one each person from her old band arrived. Christa was the last. She looked like she was having trouble getting a bag out of her cab. Taking a breath, Rosalina walked over, and took the bag, forcing a smile at Christa.

"So you're the new bassist?" Rosalina said it with as much enthusiasm as possible, which was surprisingly easy to fake.

"Um. Yeah. And you're Rosalina?" Rosalina nodded, and turned to walk over to the bus.

"Are you coming?"

"Yeah." Christa caught up with Rosalina, and she tried asking her about her new band.

"They're great. It's different though." Rosalina wouldn't say more, so after they stuffed Christa's luggage into a compartment, they went onto the bus; Rosalina to talk to her band, and Christa to talk to hers.

Christa POV

"What was she saying?" Thomas and David looked half interested, half disgusted.

"Not much actually. She said her new band was great. And she sounded happy that you guys found a new bassist." They stared disbelievingly.

"What?" I stared back, as Nat wrapped his arm around my waist. We had talked, and we thought we'd try a closer relationship. I was elated when he asked me out. I really wanted them to forget about Rosalina. I tried to make them think she didn't want them anymore, thought I knew that her enthusiasm, was fake. But they don't really need to know that.

Rosalina POV

I was chatting with Cati, asking her what her new boyfriend was like.

"Are you happy that Jared is here?" She asked, giggling.

"Yeah, I am. Though he's never heard me play before. So I guess I'm nervous. Kinda." I smiled slightly, but my mouth thinned when I saw Nat and Christa out of the corner of my eye. 'He's not yours anymore. He's not yours.'I repeated that silently. Lianna caught my eye, and raised an eyebrow. I shook my head almost imperceptibly. She nodded slightly, no one catching our little exchange.

Jared wrapped his arms around my waist, hugging me from behind. I smiled, and looked up at him.

"Hey"

"Hi," I smiled a bit more.

"I've got to get the bus up and running soon, but I wanted to ask you how psyched you are to have me here." He smiled cockily.

"Well aren't you full of yourself," I said, teasing him. "But yes, I am glad you're here." He kissed my cheek, and went to go to the front of the bus as my band manager got on. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Nat tense as he saw Jared walking past. The others looked at me pointedly and I turned to stare back at them.

"Who was that?" Quassim asked, staring straight at me.

"The driver." I turned, but only as Lisa opened her mouth.

"And her boyfriend." Mentally cursing a gave Lisa one of those shut the hell up looks. Acknowledging it, she turned away. They continued to stare at me, all of them except for Christa. She looked at the floor. Feeling slightly bad, I glared at my old band.

"What? Am I not allowed to move on? You all should have by now. You all hate me, so why can't you just let it go, pretend you don't know me, and pay attention to your new bassist? It's not very nice that you still talk about me. And I know that you do, because if you didn't Christa wouldn't be acting like this." I snapped. "And stop staring at me." I took my guitar out and tuned it, the farthest I could from Nat and Christa, and everyone else.

"Well someone isn't in a good mood."

"Kind of cranky actually. Do you think she's PMSing?"

"Well I don't know Thomas, maybe she's just pissed that we're here." They went back and forth, everyone joining in except for my band, Nat, and Christa.

"Shut the fuck up!" Maya and Lianna screamed. Lisa threw an empty cup at them, hitting Thomas on the head. Cati walked cautiously towards me.

"Later. There's no privacy on this bus." She backed away. I continued to play ignoring the mini argument both bands were having.

"We're going to have a fun two months." Cooper and and Trina said at the same time. Trina was my new band manager. Somewhere between all of this, the bus had started to move.

"Trina, where's our first stop?"

"Umm..Memphis. It should only take a few hours, so I would just chill for a bit."

"Kay." I strummed the guitar again.

Nat was walking toward me, out of the corner of my eye I could see him. Christa put out a hand to stop him, but he pushed past and sat down next to me.

"Go away Nat."

"No. Rosalina, I'm not going to. You can't keep doing this. Do you have any clue what you're getting yourself into?"

"What exactly, are you saying Nat? By getting into a new band? I didn't have any clue what I was getting myself into at first when I was your bassist. So what are you trying to say?"

"I can smell alcohol on your breath." He said it so simply, like it was no big deal. But to him, and to the Naked Brother's Band, it was. They all turned to stare at me, like I had changed immensely. Which I had. Kind of.

"That was from a party. You really don't need to know about my life anymore. You don't need to be the shoulder I have to cry on anymore. You have Christa. As a bassist and a girlfriend. Stop trying to talk to me, it's only gonna make this trip worse than it has to be." I pushed him away, and went to the front of the bus to sit next to Jared. I pulled open the partition between us and him, and put it back once I crossed.

"Hey," I half smiled and leaned against him. "Are we almost there?"

"About another half hour or so," He replied. We talked for a while, and I smiled just to make sure he wouldn't notice my feelings.

Nat POV

Despite the angry words coming out of the mouths of Rosalina's friends, I told the guys to shut up. Christa looked up at me as I stood up.

"I really thought you'd be joining in." Maya looked at me half with interest, half disgust.

"What?"

"With your band mates. Making fun of Rosalina. She was always under the impression you hated her. At least, she was. Now she's just going to try to get you to hate her." Maya said simply.

"How do you know I don't hate her?"

"Lots of reasons. But the most important is that you tried to talk to her when she was pissed."

"She would always let me talk to her, just, no one else." I looked down, glancing at Christa. She was laughing at something Thomas said.

"Well, I may sound cold, but for Rosalina's own good, stay away from her. She's going to try and live this new life she has with us, not you. She has Jared, not you. So stay away before you hurt her any more than you have already."

"But-I think-" I was stuttering.

"If you respect her, if you like her, and most importantly Nat, if you love her, then you'll do what's best for now, and stay away from her." Maya hissed the last part quietly. She walked away to talk to another one of the girls, I think it was Lianna. I saw Lianna look at me, at Christa, and then at the driver. She frowned, and looked at me again.

"Is everything alright?" Christa wound my arms around her, and I hugged her tightly.

"Yeah, everything's going to be alright." I said. But in my mind, I was trying to figure out, 'Do I love Rosalina?' and 'Does she love me?'

Alright I know I haven't updated in a while but now I have a home computer that I can write on (I didn't before I used my school laptop) and so, I made a pact to write a chapter a week. Keep in mind that I have other stories too, so I might not update this particular story every week. Thanks for reading and reviewing!