together we will be unbroken

The rest of the week went by fairly quickly. I programmed the light show, packed all of my equipment into hard-shell containers, and packed all of the things that I would need into two duffle bags. Before I know it the day has arrived for us to get on the bus and get this show on the road.

I drive over to Ronnie's house because that's where the bus was picking us up. I'm pretty sure I'm the last person to get here. "Hey Tum!" Jacky yells from an open window. I wave to him and kill the engine.
"Well now we're just waiting on Ryan." Some guy that's on the crew says as he lugs an amp toward the bus.
"It's always the drummer." I smile as I grab my duffle bags out of the backseat.

The bus is pretty awesome. There are two couches one on each wall, a T.V. and an Xbox. Only one? Good thing I brought mine. "All of the bunks are taken except for those two." Max says pointing to the two bunks that are in the middle of the column. I hate the middle.
"Who's bunk is that?" I ask pointing to the top bunk on the right.
"Ronnie's." He grins. That's a Cheshire cat grin this can't be good.
"And that one?" I point to the left side.
"Mine." The grin gets bigger.
"So either way I'm listening to one of you having sex every night."
"Pretty much." I chose the one under Max. As much as I love Ronnie, I don't want to be in the bunk under him while he is doing the dance with no pants.

I go back out to my car, and start loading the lights into the cargo hold. "Do you need help with that?" A guy with short, black hair, tattoos, and gauges asks.
"Oh no thank you." I smile grabbing the remainder of the light equipment. "I'm Laci by the way."
"I'm Dylan." He says "Oh here." He opens another door of the cargo hold.
"Thank you. Now Dylan, what is your role in this production?" I inquire placing my hands on my hips.
"I'm the sound guy, and by the amount of equipment you had I assume you're the lights g- person."
"You're assumption would be correct." I smile.
"Well it looks like we'll be spending a lot of time together." He winks and walks onto the bus. Now don't get me wrong, Dylan is hot and all but for some reason I'm not turned on. What is wrong with me?
"Sup bitches!!" Ryan yells as he pulls in. We all yell things like "You're late" or "What the hell?" and once he gets his drums loaded the driver starts the bus and the tour officially begins.

Notes

Sorry it was short and crappy I'm pretty tired. I promise it will be better tomorrow. I hope everyone had a merry Christmas, or if you don't celebrate Christmas I hope your Holiday was great. Thanks for reading everyone :)