Alexis's POV

"Alexis, get your ass out of bed! The van arrives in under an hour!" I heard my older brother Mike shout from his room. I let out a loud groan and rolled out my bed on to the floor. I decided to lie on my bedroom floor for a minute or two to build up my energy to actually stand up. I am ridiculously lazy in the morning but I'm extremely hyper after half an hour.

"What are you doing?" I heard my other brother Vic say with a questioning tone. I lifted my head off the ground and craned my neck around to stare at my brother. He was leaning in the doorway staring at me with a confused look on his face.

"Erm, resting?" I replied, smiling sweetly at him.

"You should start moving, we need to leave to head to the airport in an hour." Vic said, moving towards me and hovering over me with his arms folded and staring at me.

I suddenly sprung up remembering that this was the day that tour starts. Vic and Mike are in a band called Pierce The Veil. Vic's the rhythm guitarist and vocalist whilst Mike's the drummer. There are two other members, the lead guitarist Tony and the bassist Jaime. No one knows but I have a really big crush on Jaime. I've liked him since the beginning of high school and we're best friends but he only sees me as a friend which sucks. Besides, he already has a girlfriend that's coming on tour with us. Yay.

"Yay! Touring time!" I said, jumping on the spot and squealing loudly.

"Jesus Christ Alexis, you can be very vocal when you need to." Mike said holding his hands over his ears when entering my room.

"That was minimal compared to how loud you play y'know." I replied with a smirk on my face.

"True dat, sista!" Vic says and the two of us high five.

"One, never talk like that again and two, MOVE!" Mike shouts, shooing Vic out my room and shoving me towards my wardrobe.

"Just as well you packed a couple of days ago, the way you're moving, we wouldn't be ready at all." Mike says and runs out my room. For a very unorganised person, he's pretty organised when preparing for tour. I plug in my straighteners and decide to change whilst waiting for them to heat up. I decide on wearing a PTV t-shirt (got to support the band...), joggers seeing as we're going to be on an 19 hour flight (I don't really know flight times for travelling to certain countries) and there's no point in wearing jeans, navy vans and my zombie hoodie. After changing, I straightened my long brown hair until it was less messy. I studied the rest of my face to make sure I looked OK. Spot free skin, quite a few freckles and purple eyes. I turned off and unplugged my straighteners one they'd cooled down so I could pack them away in one of my suitcases. I started dragging my suitcases and bags down the stairs into the living room and watched with amusement seeing my brothers struggling with bringing their bags down.

"Little help please?" Mike begged me as he struggled carrying down three bags at the same time because apparently two trips is for wimps. His problem, not mine.

"Why not? May as well be nice," I said, taking one of the bags he held out.

"Cheers sis." Mike says, dumping his bags by the door and collapsing on the couch beside Vic who appeared a few minutes before.

After half an hour of watching TV, we hear a beep outside. Vic looks out the window and he starts giggling with glee.

"Van's outside!" He exclaims before grabbing his bags and running out the door.

"Let's go!" Mike exclaims and we both grab our bags and run out the door.

The three of us jump in to the van and we started heading towards the airport, preparing to experience the adventures that await for us.

~This is my first fan-fic and I'm really excited about this. I'm hoping it will go well and those that read it will like it!

Notes

Btw: This has all been written before, I'm posting it here from my wattpad account c: