Chapter Two
Alyssa frowned as she walked up the steps onto the tour bus. She didn't get the reason behind it if they were going abroad the following day. But most likely Anthony bugged Miguel until he caved in.
"Guys," Alyssa's voice was harsh as she glared at her band mates. They all gulped nervously, knowing her temper could become bad. "Why didn't you tell me?" She squealed as she smiled and jumped onto Blake's lap. All the boys' faces showed confusion of Alyssa's one-eighty attitude.
"Uh," Blake answered stupidly.
"Whatever, so who are we touring with?" Alyssa asked, hoping to finally get that answer for this question.
"Well," Blake starts nuzzling his head into her neck. "One of the bands is Papa Roach..."
"Oh my god! We're touring with Jacoby again?" Alyssa asked as she shot up out of Blake's lap. All the guys laugh at her. Jacoby and Alyssa were two peas in a pod. They grew close together after the incident eight years ago.
"Calm down Alyssa," Jordon calls to her as she starts running in circles with excitement.
"So who are the other bands?" She asks after calming down.
"This might sound mean, but I have no clue which smaller bands are going to be with us. I only know the name of the other big name band with us, but I'm not telling." Blade says from his seat in front of the television.
"Why?" Alyssa asks. If she had been paying attention to the boys instead of the program the boys had on, she would've seen the guilty and nervous glances.
"Because... It's a secret!" Anthony screams, startling everyone.
"Did you have to scream?" Blake asks from his spot by the table. Anthony gives Blake a glare.
"Fine, don't tell me." Alyssa said before standing up again. "But don't think I'll talk to you until someone fesses up." She yells as she walks into the bunks, picking the one at the very end on the bottom. It was her favorite spot.
The boys frowned at her. Then all groaned as Alyssa turned her I-pod on speakers and blasting it at full volume.
"Times are strange/We got a free upgrade for/snakes on a plane/Fuck em, I don't care.
Pop the cheap champagne,/we're going down in flames, hey./Oh, I'm ready for it/Come on, bring it./Oh, I'm ready for it/Come on, bring it./Oh, I'm ready for it/Come on, bring it./Oh, I'm ready for it/Come on, bring it./So kiss me goodbye./Honey, I'm gonna make it out alive./So kiss me goodbye./I can see the venom in their eyes./Goodbye." Alyssa sang along to Cobra Starship's 'Snakes on a Plane'.
Brian Haner looked at shock at his rampaging fiancée. It wasn't uncommon these days ever since Michelle learned Brian was leaving for nine months on a world tour. But it was what she just announced to him that shocked him.
"You fucking cheated on me?" His voice rough with disbelief. He might not love her like he did before, but it still hurt to learn that your other part in a relationship cheated.
It had to be karma.
This whole mess made him remember his first, probably only true love. He had cheated on her, she left. Now he learned that his fiancée, the girl he used to cheat on his first love, cheated on him.
"Did you not fucking hear what I just said?" Michelle said frustrated. "Maybe you're deaf from all that fucking loud music you play."
Yup, definitely karma.
"Why Michelle? Was I not enough for you?" Brian yelled at her.
"Oh, don't play victim on me. I know about all those sluts you've been fucking behind my back." Michelle screamed.
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FanfictionIt’s been ten years since Alyssa moved to Huntington Beach. It’s been eight years since she fled from there. It’s been eight years since she’s seen her best friends and ex-boyfriend. Eight years since she had her heart trampled on, broken to a milli...
