Chapter 2

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TOBY'S P.O.V

I walked as fast as I can to avoid this monster girl.  She's been there for couple hours in the plane and I couldn't have any worser day right now.  No.  That's enough.

"Dude, the guitar case!"  Connor yelled.

"Oh."  I took it from Thomas because he's gonna bring some drums equipment, then brought it to the car.  Lonnie has been there ready to drive us home.

"Let's go home then."  I sighed.

"Why so tired, Tobs?"  Riley put his hand on my shoulder.

"Nothing.  I'm just tired.  Flew from Orlando, did a show, and flew back home again.  Aren't you tired?"

"Have we ever been tired?"  He raised his eyebrows.

"Good point."  I nodded.

"Is that because of Kate?"  Thomas shouted from the back seat.  He was on my back sitting with Connor.

"Kate who?"  I said in plain.

"Uh-ha, you say so."

"Oh.  That girl on the plane?  Jeez no."

"Don't ever deny the feelings, Toby.  Just let it go.  Admit that she's actually pretty."

"She is, but she has a minus attitude."  I rolled my eyes.

"Because you too."  Riley added.

"Can you guys stop?  Why should we talk about her though?"  I stopped them.  "That's enough."

"Is there any random cute girl on plane?"  Lonnie interrupted us then laughed.  All of them laughed.

"Oh thank you Lonnie, you help a lot."

I ended the conversation by trying to shut my eyes.  I wasn't tired at all.  Probably I'm the strongest of all.  I can only get sleepy or something, then I sleep if I want to, but never really get tired.  I mean I'm not in the mood, alright?  This Kate girl somehow makes me piss off.  She has that attitude that most of girls don't have whenever they meet us.  Other girls would be like fangirling and ask for selfies.  But not with this one.  She even asked me to go away. She didn't want to sit by my side.  She wasn't interested about the band.  She doesn't even know us.  Is that possible?

Dang.  She stole everything.

"We're home."  Riley murmured.  "Let's unload!"

I said nothing but followed the boys to unload the stuff.  We all put the band equipment like guitar and drums in the basement, our recording room.  Mom also helped us to unpack the cases, because she'll do the laundry tomorrow.  When everything's done, it's time for Thomas to go home.

"See you Tommy!"  I hugged him.

"Bye, until 10 am tomorrow!  And dudes, you better wake up earlier."  He sighed.

"You know us..."  I pinched Thomas' cheeks romantically.  And because of that, he ran away.

"Boys, Dad's calling you!"  Mom yelled from the living room, so we sprinted back inside the house.

"Dad?  Dad?  Dad?!  Where are you?!"  Connor dramatically called Dad.  He was with Tank alright.  Dad's going nowhere.

"Over here, dramatic boy."  Dad chuckled.  "All of you, come here."

"Yes Sir?"  Riley and Connor both sit on the couch when I took the place on the carpet.

"My company handles this project called Youth Camp, and it will be held in Orlando, starts tomorrow.  And the opening ceremony will be in the afternoon, around 5."  Dad spoke as well as eating ice cream.

"And we're gonna play the opening ceremony?"  Connor asked.

"Also join the camp, with Thomas."  Mom brought us some coffee and muffins.

"Excuse me?"

"I'm sorry?"

"Oh shoot!"  I shouted.

"Problems, sons?"  Dad raised his eyebrows.

"Uh...  No...thing."  I shook my head.

"I know."  He nodded.  "Prepare yourself to join the camp.  You can pack your clothes for a week, and then every week you'll have a spare time to go back home and pack again for the following week.  Something like that."

"But uhm...  Dad, shouldn't we do another show?"  Riley murmured slowly.

"Serving people, sweethearts."  Mom smiled kissing each and every one of us.  "You're welcome?"

"Yeah..."  I shocked.

"Okay.  Snap snap, drink your coffee and bring those muffins.  You must be very tired.  Good night."  

Dad spoke but I guess the ice cream looks even more precious than us all.  He barely looked up.  Because Tank's also sniffing the ice cream.  There's like a tight ice cream battle here between Dad and Tank.

"Night..."  We said in unison.  "We love you."

"Love you too."  Mom replied.

We walked upstairs and had a sudden 'whispering meeting' at the corridor, before splitting up to each other's room.

"A camp, really?"  Riley started whispering

"Yeah, I don't know, man."  Connor ruined his hair, looked frustrated.

"This is the worst..."  I sighed too.

"I CAN HEAR YOU!"  We shocked by Dad's loud voice.

"Good night!"  We all just slammed the doors, in unison too, if that's possible.

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