Talking with my mouth full wasn't something I did often because it was kind of rude. But, I feel like i didn't care much. The only person I had really hung out with the past week was Mike and even he was getting on my nerves. So here I was, at this little deli on the corner of Sunset with Jaime both of us talking with our mouths full. He was eating a lot messier than I, of course. Crumbs from his sandwich were flying from his bread, from his mouth, and even from the table, all falling onto the floor outside.

There was a slight breeze also, so I guess it was kind of nice not having to be pinned up and perfect all day. "How come your not hanging out with Mike?" Jaime asked, wiping his mouth with his arm then going back to chewing.

"Because he's getting on my nerves. I mean, not really, but since Nic and I aren't talking right now, I feel like I've been annoying him with my boring ass vent sessions. I figure I'll annoy one of you guys." I smiled sweetly before taking a sip of my iced water with one lemon inside of it.

"How come you and Nicole aren't talking?" He asked curiously.

"Because she's a bitch." I answered, well -- bitchy.

He nodded, "I see." As if that answer was the perfect answer. He didn't ask anything further and that was refreshing since apparently word had got out that Nic and I aren't on the best terms. My mom called me last Wednesday saying she heard through the grape vine that we weren't talking. I'm not sure who this "grape vine" is, but I'm not sure I like them.

"Are you excited to go out on the road again?" I questioned. I had heard Mike's love for it, but I was interested to know if Jaime felt the same way.

"I'm super excited! It's so fun to go out and play shows every night. Even the thrill of playing new songs and seeing if the kids like it. That risk is always cool. I'm gonna miss my girlfriend, though. We've basically spent so much of this time together, since we've been off, we're gonna have to get back to communicating on the road again."

"Jaime! You never told me you had a girlfriend! What's she like?" I grinned, making him do the same and those Preciado dimples show.

"Oh, she's awesome Bon Bons! Her name is Jessica. I've known her since high school. She's so beautiful, like so. We get each other, you know? We always have. Her and I have been together for a few years. She's awesome! You gotta meet her at the San Diego show!"

"I would love too! When is that?" I took out my phone and looked at my calendar, waiting for a response.

"December 14th. The day of Mike's birthday. Damn, you can meet Tony's girlfriend too!" He shouted excitedly. His face beamed with happiness and it transferred to me.

"Tony has a girlfriend, too! Wow, y'all are ladies men, huh?" I winked jokingly.

"Yeah, her name is Erin. Her and Jess are pretty close. You'll be in there little circle in no time." He reminded me of a kid sometimes. His constant happiness and positivity literally lit up the entire room, no matter what room or situation. I liked that. I needed a friend like that.

"I can't wait to meet them. Hopefully, they like me." I mentioned lightly.

"Oh they will. They are both such great girls. They are so open minded about everyone. Which is also super refreshing." He said to me seriously, as if I didn't have to worry about it at all. "Oh yeah! And Mike's drum tech, Casey, his girlfriend Mal is super close with them too. The girls will love ya, girl." He laughed.

"Thanks. I can't wait! Speaking of Mike's birthday, what does he like? Strippers, weed, sex? What?"

Jaime burst out laughing, covering his mouth with his hand as if to not spit out his soda everywhere. "All three." He winked, then both of us laughing together.

"Noted." I grinned.

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We walked into their "recording house" and Mike was sitting on the couch watching Seinfeld reruns with Vic beside him. Jaime plopped on the recliner rubbing his belly and kicking up the foot stand.

"Where did you guys go?" Mike asked as he pulled me onto his lap.

"That deli place on Sunset. You guys were sleeping so we decided to leave all of you behind." I said, Jaime and I grinning widely.

"Suckers." Mike smirked softly as he kissed my cheek.

"Ready for New York in a couple of days?" I asked Mike excitedly as I hit his shoulders.

He laughed, "I am. Do I have to bring a jacket?"

Vic and i gave him a stupid look before Vic answered. "It's New York in November you idiot. Of course you have to bring a fucking jacket. It isn't SD, man."

Mike rolled his dark brown eyes, "Whatever, dickhead."

I smiled at the two of them, Jaime too. "Guys, I'm gonna have to make new friends once y'all leave since Nic and I aren't talking."

"You and her will be talking. Trust me." Mike said, suddenly.

"Why do you say that?" I asked curiously.

"Because Cam's gonna be out with us for a month taking photos for us. You two will literally only have each other."

"What? Since when!"

"Since like two months ago." Jaime snickered from afar.

I crossed my arms, "Great. Just great."

"It won't be bad. I promise." Mike smiled innocently taking a hold of my hand.

I peered over at him with furrowed brows, but I couldn't keep that face for long. He was just too damn cute, how could I possibly resist?

Anyway, I had an entire week to enjoy him. And in the best place; New York.

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"I don't wanna go anymore I can't find anything to wear." I complained as I fell on top of the bed that Mike was lying on, along with my suitcase that had nothing in it yet. I'm a fashionista, I have to look good. The bummy looking life was not for me.

Mike rolled his eyes as he continued to watch the television screen with the remote in his hand. "You didn't even look."

"Because if I actually look, there will be clothes everywhere and my room will be a mess. Then I'd have to clean it. If I clean it, then I'd have to spend time doing that. If I waste time doing that, I'll miss my flight. If I miss my flight, all the clothing stores will tell me I suck and fire me."

Mike exploded with laughter, "All because you would actually look for an outfit?"

"All because of that."

He chuckled as he placed a small kiss on my forehead, "You're silly Bonnie."

I scrunched up my nose then got back up again to enter the jungle AKA my fabulous closet. I walked inside and gathered coats, tights, cardigans, hats, tees, blouses, boots; basically anything fall / winter related. I started laying potential outfits on the beige carpet and putting things together -- shoes, accessories, and even some hair ideas. This is what I usually did, anyway.

Mike watched me carefully as I did my outfit picking routine. I think he thought it was weird that I was so serious about clothes. I think he still thought it was weird. Once I had multiple outfits for the seven day stay, I began to grab my other suitcase, and carefully and neatly pack up my clothes. I kept thinking if Mike had his clothes packed nicely or thrown in his bag. Probably thrown in there.

Once the outfits were ready to roll, I zipped up my bags and rolled them by my bedroom door so I wouldn't forget them. We leave in tomorrow night. I'm such a procrastinator that I packed my bag for the trip the night before. Whoopsie. I excitedly jumped on my bed and shouted, "I'm done packing! I'm done!" I landed on my knees and bent over to place a kiss on Mike's cheek. "The apartment is beautiful, babe. Like, it's so gorgeous. It has the most perfect view of the skyline."

"Well don't ruin it for me! I can't wait to see it." He smiled widely before sitting up on the bed. "You down for greasy food?"

I smirked, "In-N-Out. Let's go!" We both shot up, putting our shoes on, and racing each other down to my door before we hopped in my car and made our way to the fast food chain.

New York was gonna be fun as hell, as it usually was. But this time, I had Mike with me. I can't wait to get out of stupid Los Angeles and fly on out to the East Coast.

Notes

Short and sweet, I suppose. It's been a long while, I know, I know. I'm thinking up some good chapters in the next couple updates. Next chapter is gonna be the trip to NYC, then possibly Mike leaving for tour.

Do you think Nicole and Bonnie will end up speaking again? Especially now that Cam is gonna be photographing PTV on their tour for the first month or so? Remember, all they really have is each other. What could Nic be so worried about Mike's past for? And, do you think that Bonnie will find it out one day?

As always, leave your questions / comments / concerns below and I will do my best to reply to y'all lovely humans.

Thank you for reading this awfully short chapter, I owe you all a nice, big, fat, long, chapter in the next ones coming okay?

Love you forever,
Amber