"Tony stop moving your head, damn it!" I yelled slapping the side of his head.
"But you keep pulling on it! This hurts!" He whined trying to get out of my grasp.
"I swear if you move one more time I will shave your head when you sleep. I'm almost done with this braid! Stop being such a puss."
Just then Jaime walked in and spoke up, "ladies ladies take it easy!"
"Shut the fuck up Jaime," Tony shot back at him.
"Hey guys when we ge- what the hell is going on?" Mike asked eyeing us.
"I'm trying to braid Tony's hair but he keeps complaining and moving," I stated simply, pouting a little as I focused on tying the braid.
"Tony, man up for fucks sake," Mike yelled punching Tony in the shoulder. "But anyways when we get to Florida we have a day off so who wants to go to Disneyland?!"
"I DO!" Tony screeched jumping up and bouncing around the bus.
"Do you want to go Chelle?" Mike asked taking a seat next to me.
"I've never been there before.." looking up I saw Tony stop dead in his tracks, Jaime's jaw drop, and Mike stared at me in disbelief.
"Oh hell no," Jaime said speaking in a black woman's accent.
"WHAT!" Tony yelled.
"Tony don't fucking yell you asshole, my head still hurts. But yeah I've never been."
"How come?" Mike asked.
"With everything that was going on with my mom and when my dad passed away when I was seventeen, I never really got the chance. And when I turned eighteen I came straight to San Diego."
"Well now we're definitely going, there's nothing stopping us now," Tony said, turning around and walking off of the bus.
"Jaime! Let me straighten your hair!"
He sighed and sat in between my legs as I waited for the straightener to heat up.
"I swear to God Michelle if you burn me I will hurt you," Jaime threatened waving a finger in front of my face.
"I won't hurt you relax."
Getting started in Jaime's hair, Mike started playing with mine.
"What the hell are we doing?" I giggled running the straightener through his hair.
"We're bonding. Duh," Mike said into my ear, making goosebumps appear on my skin.
"DONE!" I yelled, jumping out of Mike's grasp and running off of the bus.
I walked towards the venue, were I was assuming we're Vic and Tony went to, to set up. Walking into the venue I could hear a faint noise of Whitney Houston being played from the stage.
"Michelle!" Vic yelled. "Come dance with me!"
"Yes sir," I walked over to Vic and we started dancing together, jumping around and singing at the top of my lungs until someone swooped me up into their arms causing me to squeal.
"Why did you run out on me Chelle?" Mike asked, nibbling on my neck.
"Uhh because I wanted to see what they were doing? Now come on! Dance with us!" I yelled pulling on his hand and leading him to the floor.
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"He hasn't had sex with you yet?!" Vic yelled, his eyes practically popping out of his head.
"Uh no? What's the big deal?" I asked, trying to stifle my laughter.
I knew exactly why it was a big deal. Mike couldn't be in a room for more than five minutes without banging her brains out, every time Mike tryed to have sex with me these last couple of days I would turn him down.
"You know why! Mike get in here!" Vic yelled.
Seconds later Mike came walking in, with his eyebrows raised.
"Whats up?" Mike asked sitting next to me and wrapping his arms around me.
"You haven't had sex with her? Are you feeling okay?" Vic said giving him a worried look.
"Yeah I'm fine, every time I try this little girl right here turns me down," Mike said kissing my nose.
"Hey! I'm not little!" I said pouting.
"Michelle! Your five foot three for Christs sake!" Mike said laughing.
"Fuck you Micheal."
"When?!"
"I was going to make tonight your lucky night, but not anymore," I teased and stuck my tongue out at him.
"I'm sorry baby! I didn't mean it!" He tried reaching out to me but I backed out of his reach with a smile on my face.
We were currently in Pittsburgh, it's been five days since the whole thing with my mom went down. She's still in police custody, but she wants to take this whole thing to court. I don't exactly know why, we have a bunch if witnesses. But whatever floats her stupid fucking boat. We go to Florida in about three days, all of the guys were excited to go to Disney, because of the five year olds that they are.
All of a sudden I felt arms wrap around me from behind, I relaxed a bit when I saw the tattooed hands and arms that were around me.
"What are you doing out here alone?" Mike asked kissing behind my ear.
"Just thinking."
"Ahh I see. You should stop doing that. The guys want to get drunk, come with us please? We're going to stay on the bus tonight."
"Alright, fine," I sighed and walked back onto bus.
"Michelle!" Tony slurred.
"I was only out there for ten minutes! How are you already drunk?" I laughed.
"I'm not drunk, just a lil tipsy at the moment," he slurred once again.
"Hey! Stop trying to take my girl from me Perry!" Mike yelled pulling me against him.
"I-uh. I-shit. I'm so sorry man. Won't happen again," Tony said and walked away.
"Mike! Don't mess with him like that!" I slapped Mike's arm playfully and rolled my eyes at him.
"I'm sorry Chelle. I just want you to myself," he leaned down and kissed me gently. Letting three words I thought I would never hear him say come flying out of his mouth and leaving me breathless, "I love you."

Notes

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