Rosalina POV

"CATTIIIII!" Several of the guys, and Jesse, winced as Lianna screeched her band member's name.

"Well, I could have done that." Cooper stated simply. He was asked to find Cati for Trina. Being the only two true good sports about the tour, he agreed. He couldn't find her anywhere, and none of his band wanted to help.

"Hey, where's Christa?" Nat asked aloud, looking in the bus and around the lobby we were sitting in.

"No clue."

"Don't know."

"HAH. She's probably shopping." The various responses were getting on my nerves.

"She ran off with Cati. About a half hour ago. They said something about Abercrombie, and Footlocker."
Everyone stared at me like I grew an extra head.

"What?" I blew a bubblegum bubble, and it popped, which sounded really loud, due to the silence of my band mates, and ex-band.

"Nothing. But that would've been helpful about 20 minutes ago." Nat replied coldly.

"They're big girls. They know how to handle a city like Memphis. At least, Cati does. But I'm sure Christa does too. Right?" The guys nodded reluctantly, some of them glaring at me, the others, looking at me like I still had an extra head or two on me. At that precise moment, Cati walked in the door with about five shopping bags. Christa followed, with about four overflowing shopping bags also.

"Someone called?" Cati trilled, and Christa giggled.

"Actually, yes. Now that we have your attention," Cooper looked around as Trina came into the room. The guys were paying close attention, clearly focused. Maya and Lisa were busy exchanging nail polish, Cati was busy discussing the importance of dry cleaning party dresses with Christa, and Lianna was texting. And I had my headphones on, my music on full blast, trying to tune everything out. Clearly, it wasn't working. So I pretended it did.

"Guys!" Trina screeched as she got a rebuking scowl from a receptionist. All of the girls looked up, stopping what they were doing. I turned my music down a bit.

"As I was saying, Trina and I think it for the best that we do something fun together. As in both bands. Hanging out. Together." Cooper enunciated together. Everyone looked really reluctant, and I felt bad. Part of this..well maybe most of this…is my fault. Trina looked really stressed, and Cooper looked irritated at the lack of cooperation.

"But-" And here the protests came, from both sides. I sighed.

"I was going to meet up with this boy-" Lianna.

"I was planning to skype with my boyfriend-" Cati.

"I have to get new drum sticks!" Alex.

"I had plans for a new song!" Nat.

"I was gonna hang with David at the skate park!" Quassim. I knew Thomas and Lisa were catching a movie, and they didn't want the whole band there. I sighed again.

"Two hours. At MAX. And I'll be game." I replied, with my headphones turned on. The silence was freaking deafening.

"Two hours works with me." Christa agreed. I shot a smile her way. Hey, the girl likes Footlocker. I could possibly put my differences aside for that one little detail. She seemed surprised, but smiled slightly.

"No way," Nat said flatly.

"Whatever. Then I'm going to Footlocker." I stood up impatiently, and walked to the door.

"I'll come." Christa stood up, and quickened her pace to catch up with me. I was shocked, and my face must have shown it.

"I'm just as shocked as you Rosalina." She murmured.

"Wait up you two. I'll come to Footlocker!" The girl's voices chorused. Except for Lisa. She looked so torn.

"Lis." She looked up at me, tearing her gaze away from Thomas. "Go catch that movie you wanted to. I just want lunch together." She beamed, and practically dragged Thomas out the door. He just smirked, trying to keep his cool.

"Guys, guys, settle down. How about we all meet up for lunch? That's our 'together time'." I rolled my eyes slightly, and saw that Cati did the same.

"Kay. Bye." I turned on my heel, with my friends. And Christa. I can't say she's my friend. I'll be cordial, but I really don't want to go all bff or bffl with her. Not happening.

"Christa! You're really going with them?"

"Um yeah. All of you had plans." She stated simply. I noticed her sniffle softly, although she wasn't willing to let a tear show. I briefly wondered why.

"Well, I can wait a while, you wanna go hang out?" Aw, he was stuttering. He always stuttered when he asked me on a 'date,' he's even kind of cute-Rosalina! I yelled at myself. Damn it.

"Um…well…sure I guess." Christa wouldn't look at me, as she and Nat walked out of the lobby. We all went our separate ways.

When we caught up for lunch, everyone had something to say, and our table was loud with chatter. Where was Jared? He said he couldn't hang today, because he had to work on the bus. I bit my lip slightly. Cati nudged me, and Lianna met my gaze. They were worried, but I shook it off, and changed the subject. I sighed quietly, and stood up. I left, not caring if anyone was staring at me.

Nat POV

She just stood up, and left. What was wrong with her? This tour was a disaster, although lunch seemed to bring everyone together. Alex was discussing drum sets with Maya, and Thomas and Lisa were flirting. I was talking to Christa, but my mind was somewhere else. Cooper and Trina were getting along pretty well, and David and Quassim were talking with Cati and Lianna.

Rosalina just left the table, and no one noticed. I tried to act like I did, but I must not have been doing well because Maya caught my gaze with a glare. She looked at the direction Rosalina left, and glared at me again. Obviously I wasn't going to go after her. God, I'm so confused. My mind hurt thinking about her. I should've been kissing her-NO! I yelled at myself mentally.

"Nat, Nat. Nat. NAT!" Christa was snapping her fingers in front of my face, an annoyed look on her face.

"You weren't even listening to anything I said, were you?" She pouted, and I tried not to roll my eyes.

"I was listening to everything." I hugged her tightly, and she smiled again.

"Good, anyways, I was trying to tell you that apparently our driver is leaving us at Miami

"What?"

"Yeah." She lowered her voice to a whisper. "I know because I heard Rosalina talking to him. He told her about it and she just about fell apart. They must really like each other. Almost like us Nat, huh?" Christa was playing the cards now. She knew I still had feelings for Rosalina, and she didn't like it. She was trying to see how much I liked her.

"So, who's our new driver?" I tried to look nonchalant about it, and changed the subject. Lunch went like that, and when Christa turned to talk to Lisa and Maya, I took the time to think about Rosalina. Was she really that broken up? I didn't think-I always thought we would end up together. But then that cruise, and the other guy-I sighed. Maybe I was a bit hard on her. I never really did let her explain….I sighed again, but unlike Rosalina stayed in my seat, enduring the endless chatter.

Hmm…this seems like kind of a filler to me, but in some parts it's got important stuff in it. :D