*Copeland's POV*-later that day-

I texted Tony before getting in the car.

I had Austin drop me off over to the Mexicore’s place. They had a giant mustache on the front of their bus. Under the stache, it said No Amigo No. Ha. I like that.

I waved goodbye to Austin as he drove off. I was knocking on the door but my knock was interrupted by a tall, slender, over tattooed man furiously pulling it away from me.

“Hey, look who we have here!" Mike shouted at the boys. I fist pounded Mike and waved at Vic. But I didn't see Jaime or Tony in sight.

"Where is douche one and douche two?" I joked as i walked in.

"Who brought you over here?" Jaime appeared looking directly in my eyes. "Great. They should come back for you."

I placed my hands on my hips. "Jaime."

"I'm kidding! You know that already. Come here." I ran over to him and gave him a bear hug. I glanced around in search of Tony.

"Just letting you guys know, Tony said I could come over and stay the night. Is that alright?"

"Yeah sure!" Vic announced. "Our home is your home. You know where everything is so make yourself feel comfortable."

Jaime bellowed down the hall as he sat on the couch. "Hey Tone?! You freaking Turtle, get your ass out here! Copeland is here!"

I sat on the stool as I watched Mike and Jaime go at it on a game I didn't recognize.

Vic, being responsible as he was, asked if I wanted something to drink. "Coke would be nice." I cracked a smile as he tossed me one. As soon as i popped it open, a familiar, soft touch hugged me from behind.

"You're finally here! We were waiting for you to join Mexicore's crib. Our first sleep over with you!"

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Dinner was almost ready. Jaime and Vic were the ones cooking. I was so surprised that they could cook. Especially Jaime! I just recently found out that Jaime could sing, let alone, this bassist knows how to work his way around the kitchen.

I asked them if they wanted help but they refused my offer. "You're our guest so you just relax," Jaime said mixing away at the salad.

I was getting bored not doing anything.

"What's wrong Cope?" Tony asked. At least someone looked concerned for me.

"Nothing." I placed my hands in my lap and folded my head down to look at my pink Vans.

"Come to my bunk. I wanna show you something."

I followed behind him.

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