Fuentes Time

Alysha managed to get us two tickets boarding early the following morning. We'd be in New York by one in the afternoon and hopefully at the venue soon after. Alysha wasn't sure if we were doing the right thing. I had awful cramps on the plane and was bleeding a lot but I tried to not let it show. They would be gone in a week.
When he had landed we made our way off and towards out luggage. We picked ours up and started to make our way outside. There were cabs lined up and I got inside one. We put our things in the boot and Alysha gave the driver the address of the venue.
"Where did you find it out?" I asked casually.
"Mike told me last night,"
"You didn't tell him?"
"No," she shook her head and smiled. "I told him a friend of mine wanted it so she could go to the show,"
"I can't believe you organised all this," I smiled.
"You remind me a lot of myself,"
"You never forced your uncles girlfriend to fly across states so you could tour with your dad, did you?"
"No," she laughed.
The cab stopped and Alysha paid him. I got out and went to get my case. Alysha got hers and we started walking across the street to the venue. I could see the tour bus parked in the car park. We walked over and went to the security box guarding the car park. Alysha smiled at the man and he opened his window.
"Yes?" he asked.
"I've come to see my boyfriend," she told him. "He's in the band that are playing tonight,"
"Right," the man said disbelievingly. "And why are you here?" he asked me.
"To see my dad,"
"Dad. That's a new one," he laughed.
"She's telling the truth," Alysha said.
"What proof do you have?" he asked. Alysha looked at me and I bit my lip.
"I can forge his signature," I offered.
"So can my boss, it doesn't mean anything," he laughed.
Then I stopped Casey. He was walking out the back door of the venue and making his way to the bus. "Casey!" I yelled. He looked up and over. I saw him frown and slowly walk over.
"What are you doing here?" he asked. "Hey Alysha," he added.
"Hi," she smiled.
"Do you know these girls?"
"Yeah, the little one is our lead singer's daughter and the other is our drummer's girlfriend," Casey explained.
"Go in," the man said and let us through.
"Does Vic know you're here?" Casey narrowed his eyes at me.
"Don't be stupid," I rolled my eyes.
"He's going to flip," Casey shrugged. We walked to the bus and Casey keyed in the code and opened the door of the bus. I peered inside and saw Dad, Mike, Jaime, Tony and Matt - Tony's tech sprawled out on the couches. Casey walked inside and Alysha and I followed him. They all looked up and I saw their eyes all widen.
"Effy!" Dad exclaimed. He stood up and rushed over. "What are you doing here?" he asked as he hugged me close to him. I smiled and hugged him back. I haven't seen him for weeks and weeks.
"I missed you," I tried.
"Well, I missed you too," he told me. We pulled away and I saw Alysha in Mike's lap with his tongue down her throat. I went over and Jaime and Tony took their turns to hug me. Alysha had sat down next to Mike and he stood up to meet me. He wrapped his arms around me and picked me up.
"You okay?" Mike asked in my ear.
"I am now," I nodded.
"Come sit down," Dad urged. I sat next to him and felt everyone watching me. "How come you're here?"
"We were in the neighbourhood?" I tried.
"Effy," he warned.
"I had to," I sighed.
"Why?"
"Matt and I broke up,"
"But you're not together!" Dad rushed. "Nothing was never announced. You don't have a boyfriend. You just said you liked him and he liked you. It doesn't mean anything," Dad said, making me smile.
"I know, and not like that. I mean the band thing we were trying to do,"
"Oh, I'm sorry," Dad said sadly. He wrapped his arm around me and I leant against him.
"What happened?" Mike asked.
"He said he doesn't want anything to do with me," I explained and Mike nodded, understanding.
"Is that why you were in LA?" Dad asked.
"Maybe," I shrugged. "But I like Alysha. She's cool," I said.
"Okay, but I still don't understand," Dad frowned.
"Can I stay with you until this tour is up?" I begged.
"We don't have much choice, you're already here now," he sighed.
"I need to find a band," I explained. "I can look around and find people to be in my band,"
"And you couldn't do that in San Diego?"
"No, if I'm on the road for a week or two I can find people who really want it. I'll get better people,"
"Effy, you can't just go around finding drummers and base players and guitarists and make them move cities for you," Dad said tiredly.
"Why not?" I frowned.
"Maybe he's right," Alysha tried.
"Why?" Mike suddenly said. "If they want it,"
"Anyway, what about school?"
"They're fine," I waved my hand dismissively.
"I'm saying you can't force anyone to do anything," Dad said again.
"I know and I won't. It'll be up to them," I promised. "And I can get Mike and Tony and Jaime to check they know what they're doing,"
"What about me?" he asked.
"We already have a singer,"
"And I think she needs some work," he said dryly.
"Shuts up," I grumbled. Dad leant over to my ear.
"I've missed you, Ef'. And-"
"What?" I asked.
"I think I'm really proud of you,"
"Thanks," I smiled and turned to kiss his cheek.

Notes

Hey! What did you think? How will Effy get people to play for her? Will anyone want to move to San Diego? Do you think she'll get a band together? :)