I usally suck at tour parts. But I'M GOING TO TRY THIS TIME! As, it's a very big part of the whole thing.
I'm thinking of writing a ATL/BVB story, I think this will be it. MUAHAHA.
Enjoy guys and please review!
Oh, and tell peoplesz. ;3
Lupe's POV;
Only half an hour till freedom, just like me the rest of the class were checking their watches every ten seconds.
I looked down at my watch again; only twenty nine minutes and fifty seconds till freedom.
I glanced out of the classroom window, zoning out of the teacher's lecture. It was taunting me with green grass, seemingly perfect weather and my car.
Well, my mother waiting in the car she gave me. Not the best prospect, but at least I was eighteen today.
Oh, hey! It's been almost a year since I met All Time Low. Not much has really changed with me, well… I moved back in with my mother until now (it's a long story) and she sort've banned me from going to gigs and doing them as well, so I've been forgotten by my old fans which is suckish and depressing but I hope when I finally get out this summer I'll be welcomed back.
I was thinking about moving in with Tash, but I didn't plan on being home much- I wanted to tour.
I bit my lip, smiling and thinking about everything I'd be getting up too.
"Class," My teacher said, calling my attention to her once again, "I'll miss you"
I shrugged and pushed all my stuff into my bag, she was a bitch anyway.
I was going to make random collage of all my books called 'random facts no one really gives a damn about'.
Throughout my entire internal awesome monologue the clock was ticking down.
I tired (with help from Zara) to get a 'summer' countdown like in High School Musical 2, but it failed when chavs started to chant random crap about what they're going to do to whatever poor blow-up doll they happened across.
The bell rang loudly, but normally. I had always thought've my leaving bell to sound sort've like a trumpet playing, Meh.
I felt the full force of a book in my back. I turned to see my friend Sophie grinning and chucking another one at my face.
"Bye whore!" She screamed, hugging me tight.
"Bye slut features!" I grinned, as I walked out the class room door.
As I walked out the school for the last time, I kept thinking 'Ah, this is where I blew up a gas chamber in year six… oh, there's where I slipped at poured ice cream down the school's biggest slut's top'
Ah, good memories.
As I walked out to the car I saw my mother looking at me with her face caught in her never-ending scowl.
"Hi" I sighed, painting a false huge smile on my face.
My mother just turned to face the on-coming road as I got into the car. I sighed and sunk back into the car.
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I was neigh on finished packing the last of my clothes when the door ran, I jumped up and was about to answer the door when I heard my mother talking to whoever was at it. I shrugged and went back into my room; I wasn't called just yet so I wasn't needed.
After about ten minutes my mother called me down, I sighed and trudged downstairs, I wasn't in the mood to be shown off to my mother's snobby friends.
"So, as you were saying?" My mother smiled. Woah, what? She smiled… the world has officially gone insane.
"Well, Lupe has an amazing talent, I was hoping she'd come on tour" A really familiar voice, that liked to slip in and out of English and American accent.
I turned eyes like saucers to see who was on our long sofa on the right wall.
Sitting in order, was Alex, Jack, Natasha, Zack and Rian sitting on the arm.
Natasha and Jack's knees where touching and every so often they'd caught each others glance and they both blushed and looked away, but then about five seconds later they were doing the same thing again. I smiled; I didn't know anything was going on between Jack and Tash. I thought they were just friends, hm…
"Oh, Lupe. I was just talking to Mr Gaskarth about you" She smiled again, waving her hand at Alex who winked at me when her gaze left us.
"Oh, yeah. Hi" I smiled and waved.
My mother tutted, Man, I hated her so much, I wasn't her 'perfect' child like my brother should've been. But luckily he got out before she could suck the life out of him.
"Want to go on tour with us?" Jack asked, I could see how badly he wanted to make a dick joke. His eyes were alight with his childishness. I almost laughed right there. They'd all grown up; Jack looked a lot older than before, Alex's hair… I didn't like it as much as when he had light brown hair, Zack looked beefier if that was even possible and Rian still had his cute smile that made me weak in the knees.
"Um, I'd love to" I said slowly, hardly breathing.
My mother made no move to stop any of this at any point.
"Great, let's go grab your stuff!" Alex grinned, jumping out of the chair and grabbing my hand.
We walked up the stairs and then Alex went into my room. It wasn't that easy to tell which one was mine, firstly it was covered in posters, and secondly Bullet was blasting out.
"Any news with you?" Alex asked, jumping on my bed as I stood awkwardly in the middle.
"Um… no? Oh, I learnt to scream" I smiled, I had always wanted to scream, and I'd finally learnt how to do it probably last month. I had been so happy I'd screamed along to all my BMTH songs. I got grounded for a week.
"How did your mom like that?" He chuckled,
"She didn't" I sighed, shaking my head.
Alex had already learnt all about my mother, by only talking to her ten minutes…
Great.
"Which ones yours?" Alex asked, looking at the mass of bags.
"All of them"
Alex looked at me confused; I explained that I was moving out.
"Oh, well. We'll pack 'em all" He said, grabbing the smallest bag ever and then calling Zack and Rian to get the big ones.
Jack tried to help, but I was scared he'd break his tiny arms and I'd have a army of Barakittens after me.
"You're in our bus because you're only a soloist. The other bands have their own bus" Matt explained to me when I got into their bus.
I nodded, "Wait, what about my backing band?"
"All Time Low" Matt said, and walked off to check something random about the running of this small family.
I was frozen, woah. I was going on tour with ATL and they were my backing band.
The world has officially gone insane.
Alex came in and sat near to me and was texting someone, every so often he'd look up at me, I was just looking at him through a glass window that he didn't know about.
I could see a girl's name in the phone, and lots of kisses.
Did he have a girlfriend?
Somehow I felt like I didn't want to met her, hear about her or even know of her existence.