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Burning Embers

Chapter Three

Chapter Three
I stood back with one arm across my chest and the other under my chin, looking at my severely under-packed carryon bags and the four other over-packed ones lined up against the wall. The other boys had done their homework in packing. Consequently, I happened to be the biggest procrastinator ever when it comes to packing for Tour or any kind of packing really. I decided that I needed to add a few more items so I scoured my room for items to make living on a bus for a few months more enjoyable. DC comics were a must. When I was actually finished, I watched reruns of old batman cartoons until I dropped off into a restless sleep on the couch.
I glowered at the bottom bunk I was more or less assigned. Jinxx thought it would be a stellar idea to sneak into my room after I fell asleep and shut off my alarm so that he could get first dibs on the beds, the rest of the guys followed suit. It was payback for my attitude the day before.
I eventually tossed one of my bags on my bed and went to harass the driver while we waited for this Holly chick. She apparently had dibs on the bedroom in the back of the bus because she's a girl. When we toured with Sandra she took one of the bunks with us and didn't ask for any special treatment. Which she was actually a part of the band. One of the best members. Holly was just our temporary makeup artist.
"Holly, just get your butt on the bus!" I heard the, unfortunately, familiar voice belonging to Gina snap. Apparently Holly needed coaxing onto the bus. Which really made me hope she was not a sun kissed, spoiled, little Cali girl, I could not handle all that for the next few months.
I stepped to the open door and peered out of the doorway, catching a glimpse of the parting best friends. I took in the two girls with smirk twitching across my face.
One was almost pixie like with short brown hair angled toward her chin, high cheekbones, straight nose, muddy brown eyes, and dimples. She was a few inches taller than the girl standing beside her. The second girl was very short, I imagine if I stood beside her she would be a whole foot shorter than me. She had long black hair to her waste with copper highlights flecked through it, even higher cheek bones than the other girl, freckles dusted her face lightly, her skin was entirely too pale--translucent almost, she had a perfect smile, and the most gorgeous emerald green eyes. I had a pretty good idea which was which. Holly was the short one, the gorgeous one. Gina was the freakish pixie, the pretty one.
I cleared my throat and turned on the charm, stretching myself across the doorway. "Hello ladies, which one of you will be getting the pleasure of sleeping with me the next couple of months?" I smirked at my completely intended innuendo.
By the way Gina burst into laughter, I thought she was going to wet herself, on the other hand Holly just blushed slightly and clenched her jaw. "I am," she said indifferently before giving Gina another squeeze and picking up her luggage. She brushed past me on her way in.
I turned to look at her a**, before turning my attention back to Gina. "Bye, Gina."
"Oh my gosh, it was so nice meeting you! I've met a lot of bands before, but you guys are my absolute favorite!"
I laughed and flashed a wolf-y grin. "Would you like a picture with me? Or how about an autograph?” I question seriously and then tease, “An article of clothing?"
Her eyes bugged for a moment before she realized I was joking. "Can I have a picture with you for my new Facebook profile picture?"
I shook my head before lumbering over to her. I slunk my arm around her, too thin waste, happy that I could make a fan’s day--even though she was one of the more annoying ones. She pulled out her sidekick and snapped a few pictures until she was satisfied. "Tag me in 'em?"
"You really want me to tag you in them?" she asked excitedly.
"Yeah, I love looking at pictures with fans when I've had a long day," I answered honestly. It kept me grounded, and made me remember what I why I was doing the whole band thing.
"That's so cool!"
"Come on, Andy! We've gotta go!" Papa CC called.
I said a quick goodbye to Gina and gave her a half-hug before hurrying back to the bus.
Once inside, I found Holly unloading her things in her room. She wheeled around and asked me, "Don't you know how to knock?"
A s***-eating grin spread across my face, I leaned in the open door way and folded my arms across my chest before I answered. "The door was wide open."
"Well, why were you outside for so long?" She asked sizing me up. She didn’t seem to be too bothered by what she saw.
I took that as the opportunity to fully check her out head to toe, she looked about my age and had a bangin' body. She wasn't as skinny as Gina; she had lovely curves in all the right places which made her much more appealing. Finally I pulled my attention back to our conversation and replied, "I was talking to Gina."
"About what?" she asked seeming less hostile, her stance becoming less stiff.
"She was telling me about what a big fan she was so I offered to take a picture with her. No big deal," I explained as if it was a chore and walked over to her open suitcase. I picked up a snazzy pair of Boys Like Girls boxers and examined them.
She didn't seem to notice until after she answered me, "You really did that for her? That's really decent of you." She almost acted like she expected me to be some heartless douche bag. I was a douche bag, don’t get me wrong, but I actually cared about my fans.
"Mhmm, I'm not that bad once you get to know me. Promise. I rock,” I said distractedly stretching the elastic. “So about these boxers, can I borrow them?" I asked releasing the elastic so they hit her in square the chest. I faked a yawn to cover up my chuckle.
She grabbed them and glared at me as viciously as she could muster, "I doubt you could fit in them."
"Why, thank you," I said smirking, adjusting myself so that I towered over her.
"Wasn't a compliment," she reiterated walking out of the room.
"Where are you going this is your room?" I added a little emphasis to 'your' to prove my point.
"To associate with the other, more adult, band members," she called walking past the bunks.
"I'm adult too," I called after her. She didn't turn around to acknowledge me; she just struck up a conversation with Daddy CC. Which made sense.
But that didn’t mean that I understood that girl at all. She presented a challenge, but I was sure I could handle it.


I'm on a roll tonight. I'm gonna get chapter four out tonight and then take a wee break because it's effing 2 o'clock on a school night.


Gah I did it again. I'll try and post a chapter today.
Ahw glad you like it! Things will acutally start happening soon though!
no problem i really like this story and i forget bout ths site easil too
Really love this story. Jake and holly are so cute together. :)
@I'm Just Jinxxed
I'm so glad you like it. I'll update now. (Sorry I forget about this site so easily)
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