Jocelyn sat on her bed, looking down at the ankle bracelet that had a snug fit on her ankle and ran ideas on how to get it off without alerting people. Everything sounded bad though.

"Josie?"

x-x

Looking up at my mother, she sighed. She always had a way to get to Jocelyn, make her cry or feel like shit. She watched as her mother sat down the the corner of her bed and sighed.

"I see now that you want out of the house Josie … But you still need a punishment for your actions. You can't live thinking there aren't punishments when you do something wrong. That's why your father have talked It over and well … Honey, I'll bring you're father in to tell you."

Without me even being able to say anything, I watched her walk out of my room and to say the least I was beyond confused.

Though I wasn't after my father came into my room .

"WHAT? You .. You can't!" I watched as my father lowered his head and nodded.

I had a punishment all right! I was supposed to go with him on tour for the next year! That wasn't even the end of it … A man he worked with, that might I add I had no clue who was, was going to be watching me almost like a body guard. I was too travel with him, stay in the same hotel with him and even breath the same air as this man!

"go to sleep … We are leaving tomorrow."

I tried to talk him out of it, using every excuse I could come up with but he just said no.

This was great just great, rolling in my bed I tossed the covers over my head and sighed before drifting into a deep sleep.

x-x

"Jocelyn wake up! You have to start packing and get something in your stomach."

Groaning I rose up and glared at my father before nodding and finding something to wear. He had informed me that, I wouldn't leave when he was … No … There wasn't any room for me in tour bus, so I was riding with someone else … Did I mention I don't know them?

Looking down at myself I smiled, it felt a hundred thousand degrees outside and I was not about to melt down. I had put on a white cropped top that almost looked to be like a gypsy top, gray sweatpants with one leg rolled up, and silver high top shoes. Fixing my hair into a gyrua bun, I smiled and applied a shadowed look in eye makeup and a thin coat of lip gloss.

By the time I was done packing every bit of my cloths, I sighed and watched down stairs with three bags and one suit case.

"Honey, how did you get all that down by yourself? Wait … You are your fathers daughter never mind." I laughed and bite into the toast she had left out for me. My mom was the one that understood me most, my dad knew me but he also was so wrapped in his career it's hard for him to really know me. Him and I are most on a couple sentence terms.

"Thanks mamie, do you have any idea who is coming to get me?" I seen her shack her head from washing the dished and help up 3 fingers. I knew what that meant, thirty minutes and they would be here, you see we had a language all our own and no one could figure it out. We would even rap like we was insulting each other but we knew that we wasn't, though no one else knew that.

x—x

Pulling my trucker hat down a little further down my face and pushing my sun glasses up, I sighed seeing an yellow mustang pull into my drive way. I chuckled and picked up all my stuff, slinging things over my shoulder before walking to the car and waiting for the person too open there trunk.

"You could have brought a bigger car … Stupid ass I swear."

Muttering under my voice in a whisper, I seen the trunk come open and I shoved everything in before closing it and getting in the front seat.

"You must be the lovely rebelling Jocelyn."

Raising my eye brow, I nodded and leaned my seat all the way back. I never looked at the man, didn't know the voice and didn't care as he started to drive off and slowly I feel asleep.