Once Upon A Rock Concert

            “You happy to be back home in relative terms, Lori?” Krysti squealed in glee, flailing her arms as her excitement took over her body. The sight of my friend so happy made me smile in response, and I could not help but laugh at her.

             “You know it, Krys,” I hummed, flopping on the couch beside her so my arm could drape over her shoulders, “It feels good to be back in Long Island.” Though I had enjoyed my rather wild adventure for the past month or so, I certainly missed the familiar sights of the place I had come to call my home. I smiled over at my best friend, and when I was met with a matching expression, we both laughed.

             “Think you’ll see anyone you know here today?” Jake asked as he entered the front room. The boy moved to sit down on the couch opposite Krysti and I, careful so as to avoid messing up the paint on his arms.

             “I’m not sure,” I hummed in reply, leaning a bit further back into the couch. “The only friends here in New York that I have besides Krysti are the people I work with at my clinic. None of them are into this sort of music, so it’s doubtful.”

             “All of the people I know who would come are working,” Krysti added with a small pout. When she heard the small snort of amusement that I emitted, my friend glared at me.

             “Aww, and here I was hoping we’d meet some of your friends today.”

             The new voice made us both look up. Jinxx had made his way in, and he flopped down beside Jake with a smile.

             “Yeah, well you’re S.O.L. this time, dude,” I snorted, tacking on a smirk to make the action less harsh.

             “So mean,” Jinxx laughed.

             “Has anyone seen Andy?” a voice from the back room called. Ashley came out soon after, arching one of his eyebrows in question.

             “He slipped off of the bus about an hour ago,” CC called out in reply, his voice carrying from the bunk area, “Not sure where he went though.”

             “Last I saw, he was with his new friend just outside of the bus, that girl who was at the show yesterday – Juliet,” I added.

             “Oh, he was?” the playboy-lover asked.

             “Mmm,” I hummed, “I wanna know what’s up with those two. They are most definitely feeling something stronger than friendship, I can tell you that much. Even though I have not seen them interacting much, the way they acted yesterday was enough to solidify my thoughts.”

             “Sounds like another couple we know,” Jinxx hummed innocently. The boy’s painted lips stretched up into an impish grin, and he looked over at me soon after speaking.

             I frowned. “Hey, we admitted our feelings. Obviously, since we’re dating.”

             “But you denied them for the longest time,” he pointed out with a laugh.

             My only response was to pout at him.

             “CC! Your girlfriend is being a brat again!” Ashley called out, smirking when I whined and attempted to reach over and slap him, “Get your ass out here and cheer her up!”

             To my surprise, it was not even two seconds later when CC emerged from the bunks. He looked over at my pouting face, and smiled. “Are they being mean to you out here?” he hummed, though it sounded almost as if a teasing tone was lacing his words.