Chapter 2

I don't know how far I ran but it was far. I had some trouble getting back but after an hour I finally turned into the street. The front door was opened I didn't know if I should knock it felt polite but I wanted to try and sneak up to the room. I heard voices coming from the kitchen when I opened the door. I had to get this over with I walked into the kitchen. Caleb, Nathan was standing at the bench and Matthew was at the table eating cereal.

"Here she is!" Nathan exclaimed when he saw me. "We thought you'd made a run for it after yesterday." I smiled and walked further into the room to take a seat at the table with Matthew.

"Where've you been?" he asked when I sat down.

"I went for a run only I got a bit lost so I took a while."

"You went running in that aren't you freezing?"

"It was a bit cold I didn't realise when I left that it was cold; I'm a bit use to the summer." He nodded and passed me the cereal.

Good damn it why couldn't I remember last night! I felt fine so I obviously wasn't hung over which mean that I wasn't drinking. Maybe I had fallen asleep before we got there and Rob just carried me to bed and I can't remember because I was asleep. Then why was I wet? Why can't I remember?

" What happened last night?' I asked reluctantly.

I saw Matt quickly glance and Nathan and Caleb.

"Oh my God! What did I do?"

"Nothing really you were just a bit um... doped up."

"What, but I didn't have anything!"

"Actually you had quite a bit of Valium," said Caleb speaking for the first time. His voice sounds just like it did in the music only I could hear more of his southern accent .

"I had two,"

"Rob didn't think you took them so he put two in your food."

"Bastard! Oh my god what did I do? Did I do anything embarrassing?"

"Do you really want to know?" holy fuck how did this happen I had my face in my hands trying not to believe what they were saying.

"How did I get wet?"

"Wet t-shirt competition," said Nathan

"What!"

"He's kidding, you went swimming." Matthew said.

"Do you know where I can find my camera man?" just as I was asking Rob strolled into the room and immediately stopped when he saw me.

"Shit," he said quietly.

"Morning Rob, hey can we have a little chat?" I said as calmly as I could. Nathan, Matt and Caleb were trying to suppress laughter again. It must have been funny to them hell it was kind of funny to me and I was the one who was drugged.

"Actually I have to set up the equipment."

"That's OK I can help you with that." I said and I marched out of the room with Rob at my back. See the thing is Rob and I, are friends. He's only a few years older than I am and he's really nice so I know he only gave the valium to help but still, I have no recollection of last night I am 90% percent sure I did something humiliating, hell I probably did 100 humiliating things.

After my chat with Rob I headed back down stairs. More people were roaming around the house all of whom knew my name some were calling me Sue which I didn't get but I think it had something to do with yesterday and I don't want to know. I found Caleb in the kitchen.

"Why are people calling me Sue?" I asked.

"It's a nickname,"

"Yeah, I got that but why is Sue my nickname?"

"You told everybody the story of you climbing Mount Warning and trying to break your angle with a rock so you wouldn't have to keep going. Sue was short for suicidal."

"Fuck" I whispered while I banged my head against the wall. I had never told anybody that before and now a whole house full of strangers new.

"Is it true?"

"Is what true?"

"The story,"

"Yes, but I was overweight and it was a big fucking mountain!" He's smiling. Oh good he's enjoying my pain bastard. "I have to go." I say navigating out of the busy kitchen. I go back to my room and change for the day. I have an urge to crawl under the sheets and never come out again. How did I fuck this up so much? It should have been easy, keep quite ask a few questions follow them around but no I have to show up drugged and make a complete idiot of myself. I bloody woke up in famous people house having no idea what I'd done the night before to find out I'd told everybody my most embarrassing story and now I have to go face them and try to act professional. How did I fuck up the one thing I wasn't supposed to get right? There's a knock at the door. I want to yell out piss off but decide it's not best with my current mess.

"Come in," The door opens and Caleb walks in.

"Hey," he says. His voice could make my problems seem so far away. He walks over to the bed and sits down. "You looked really...and you know I thought I could help, I don't know answer any questions, help you settle in, It's just that you look like you're going to cry and well you're in a house full of guys so no one is going to know what to do." He was joking but it didn't help he's just managed to make me sound like I was going to create another scene. I really did feel like crying.

"I don't cry so you don't have to worry about that. I mean I didn't even cry at my nana's funeral I was like the only one who didn't I must have liked like the biggest ice bitch but it's not my fault I just don't cry in public...now I'm babbling."

"Something's wrong?"

"This was my first massive story and I already managed to completely fuck it up, I have no idea what I said or did last night except for tell one of my most embarrassing stories everybody seems to know me so I must have done something humiliating and now I have to go meet all the strangers that I apparently know from yesterday and be professional." I know I shouldn't have been telling him this but it just burst out of me. He's laughing oh my god he is laughing at my complete mental break down.

"That's it? That's what's worrying you?"

"What do you mean that's It, I just ruined my career!"

"Firstly you didn't embarrass yourself last night trust me everyone around here has done worst. Secondly everybody and I mean everyone thought you were funny you were just telling stories you had everybody laughing and not at you. Thirdly No one is professional around here were just really excited to have you around."

"Really?"

"Yes really, now come on." He said grabbing my hand and dragging me towards the door. I could feel the calluses on his hand from his guitar I wanted to interlock my finger with his and never let go. It was a quick feeling that rushed through me I'd never felt it before, it was a strong flash, not quite short enough to pretend it was nothing but not long enough to appreciate either. I thought for a second I said this allowed because he immediately let go of my hand like he had been struck by the same electric current.