Stories

Chapter Eight

The days rolled by…

Warped Tour was off to a great start, and I was really starting to get to know the bands.

The All American Rejects ignored me for the most part, except of course for Tyson. He fawned over my every move. It was adorable, obviously, but it could get to be a little much. It was during those times that I would sneak off with William.

William (and the rest of the TAI) acted like my brother, always keeping an eye out for me. He told me who was nice on tour, who was a creep, and he even kept an eye on me during his shows to make sure I didn’t get jostled too much. Yet despite this firm protectiveness, he knew how to let go and have fun.

I was a bit torn between who I had come to think of as “my boys”, because both of them were constantly vying for my attention. But I’m not going to lie… I kinda liked it…

As I lay in my bunk staring at the ceiling, I couldn’t help but wonder where these relationships were going to go. Tyson made it quite clear that he wanted me, and no doubt he was gorgeous… I just wasn’t quite sure how to handle his intensity. But William!!! William was so fun, and caring, and bright! He, however, seemed to have no romantic interest in me at all, and I just had to accept it.

UGH BOYS.

I was just getting frustrated when I heard the Pokémon theme song coming out of my phone’s speakers.

“Hey sweetie!” I said excitedly after I hit ‘answer’.

“Hi Sarah! How’s the ‘Tour de Sexy Men’ going?” Of course, only Zac would call it that… I rolled my eyes affectionately before responding.

“Ugh… frustrating. I mean, the tour is fun, and the people are great… It’s just these guys…”

“OOO SPILL!!!” Good gracious that boy was volatile; one mention of boys and he was all a flitter.

~*~

After completely spilling my guts about the whole situation, Zac fell silent. Being as this is a highly abnormal behavior, I got a little worried.

“Sweetie? You okay? Zaaaaccccc…..”

“You. Lucky. Little. BEEZY! Like, OMG! Two rockstars?!”

“Zac you are completely missing the point! I’m a confused bestie here!”

“I know, I know… In all seriousness, you just have to let it play out. It’s too soon for you to make any big decisions, so just ride the ride until something comes up that feels right.”

I sighed. This was the Zac I was looking for…

“Thanks love. I’ll do that. Now, unfortunately, I have to go. We’re stopping in a few minutes and I’m not even dressed yet.” We both shared a chuckle before saying out goodbyes.

Dang I missed that kid.

~*~

Before getting to the new venue, about half of the bands and crew stopped at the local Denny’s. Both Willy and Ty were going to be there, so of course, I would be tagging along! AAR, TAI, Nate and I were all crammed into one big round booth (with “my boys” to my right and left), already laughing at some story Sisky was telling.

“And so the other muffin turns to the first… and says, “OH MY HECK A TALKING MUFFIN! BAH HAHAHAHAH!!!”

We were all still dying of laughter at the extremely witty and hilarious joke when the tentative waitress walked to the table. She was clearly new, and had never seen a crowd like us before. I honestly felt a bit bad for her. Yet, life goes on, and we were all slinging our orders at her with all the organization of a pack of hyenas.

The waitress left (valiantly without tears) and the chatter resumed. Suddenly, I felt a brush against my thigh under the table. I looked down confused and saw Tyson’s hand gently stroking it.

o.O ß My face at this occurance.

I tried to move his hand away without making a big deal out of it, but he simply grabbed my hand and held it.

Tyson Ritter was holding my hand.

I flicked my eyes over to look at his face, and saw him sitting as nonchalantly as ever. I let a little smile slip onto my face before returning to the conversation around me.

~*~

Throughout our meal, Tyson retained the same behavior. When he couldn’t hold my hand, he would rest his on my knee or run his fingers lightly up my leg. He never got inappropriate, simply flirty. I found myself blushing at every gesture.

I don’t know if this is the ‘right’ Zac was talking about… but it feels fine to me! I thought.

Maybe I was getting caught up in the moment. Maybe I was letting my emotions get the best of me. But honestly?

I couldn’t give a flying fart in space.

~*~

***Author’s note: I know this one is a bit short, but it was kind of packed with stuff. <33 I’ll try not to wait so long next time! :o)

Posted: Monday, August 17th, 2009 @ 11:17 pm
Categories: Fanfictions, xJust Dive Right Inx.
Tags: academy, all, american, beckett, dive, fanfiction, in, is, just, kirk, love, music, photography, rejects, right, ritter, sarah, the, tour, triangle, tyson, warped, william.
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