I called everyone I could think of. But no one picked up. Chris and Ricky stood watching me as I sat there calling people over and over. “What!?” I finally asked in a super annoyed and pissed off tone. “You guys don’t have to baby sit me. Im an adult.” I reassured them. Chris just stood there with a dark stare. Ricky sat next to me and put an arm around my shoulder. “We know. And we also know that you are in no state to be alone, homeless, and endangering your self.” I was honestly at a loss for words. I was furious. These weirdos just met me, and now all the sudden they act like they own me and know my life story?! I stood up and was about to open my mouth when Chris grabbed this weird spot on my neck, a pressure point, making my vision …show more content…
Im going to get this out of the way. Im Brooke. You guys technically kidnapped me, and I hate pants. So if I'm staying get used to it. Im obviously the worlds most interesting person!” They all giggled. “Well hello and nice to meet you Brooke. Im ghost. Would you like some breakfast?” He offered me some eggs, bacon, or cereal. I chose cereal, because its one of my favorite foods, and it really should be its own food group. I didn't realize how hard it was to pour a bowl of cereal and milk on a moving bus.. It takes some mad skills. I met the rest of the guys. Ryan, Vinny, Balz, and the tour manager Josh. I went to sit at the table with Chris and Rick. “Sorry about pushing you out of the bunk, but when a girl has to pee that bad, she’s gonna do what she’s gotta do!” I shrugged and smiled at Chris. He giggled and continued to work on his computer beside me. I made eye contact with Ricky, but he quickly looked away. “What? Have you never seen a girl without pants on?” He cleared his throat. “Well.. it’s just a tad weird to see you… like that.” I smirked, “Dose someone have a crush?!” I winked and blew a kiss to Ricky. “No!” He said quickly. Chris looked up and laughed, “Dude. Really? She’s..” He looked at me and smiled. He raised his eyebrow at …show more content…
How much longer are you all on tour?” I asked Ghost. “Well, including tonights show, we only have 4 shows left. So.. not long sadly.” I nodded. “Speaking of which.. You have such a pretty face, and great features.. Do you want me to do your makeup for the show tonight?” He asked with a large grin. A guy asking to do my makeup!? “Hells yeah!” He giggled and pulled me to the bathroom. As I sat on the counter, Ghost applied a coat of foundation with a beauty blender. “So. Tell me about yourself Brooke.” I giggle, “Oh wow.. umm.. Well I hate pants!” we giggled, “Umm.. Im 18, living that single life. I work, well worked, at buffalo wild wings. Im a movie fiend, especially anything Tim Burton. I despise my parents.. Um… I love to do special effects makeup.. photography, art… annnnd… yeah!” He smiled and nodded. “You sound just like me!”. After he finished my makeup and hair, I looked in the mirror and saw a totally different person. “Oh wow…” I said as I lightly touched my cheek. Ghost stood in the door way, arms folded, and a grin plaster to his face. “You are incredible!! You have to teach me!!” He nodded, “Sounds like a