Love and Bullets

We all climbed onto the tour bus. It was late but everyone, including me, felt energetic and loud. Probably from Franks temper tantrum. The guys were talking amongst a themselves, so I let my eyes wander around the bus. It was nice, kinda like a large RV. There was the drivers seat up front, which also seemed roomy and nice, then carpet and a couch in the main area. There was also mini kitchen with a fridge, freezer, and small microwave and stove. Yeah, it was pretty cool. I heard my name come from a familiar voice.
"So tell us a little bit about yourself Ally." Gerard spoke up.
Him and the guys were waiting for an answer, I felt my face begin to turn color.
"Oh, well...I'm in my last year of highschool.." I said shyly, then kinda shrugged.
"Your teacher said you were musically gifted and could play multiple instruments." Ray said, nudging me gently.
"Yeah. I play the guitar, piano, and drums." I said, trying to sound a bit more confident and not as awkward.
"HEY THATS AWESOME!" Frank yelled from the other room.
I chucked at Frank, he was so weird.
"Ally, you can take a seat." Ray motioned toward the couch, then grabbed my arm and brought me there. I sat down on the couch next to Ray.
"Thanks." I murmured a little quietly, running a hand through my long hair.
I felt the weight next to me shift, and was surprised when I saw Gerard take a seat on my other side.
"Sheesh Ally, quit talking so much." Gerard joked, chuckling a little.
"Ally's a little weird in the head, I had one on one time with her." Ray chuckled. "Teenagers and their murdering these days."
"Top of the food chain." I laughed, remembering back at the airport.
Gerard looked at as as if we were each crazy, then started laughing along. "I'm not even going to ask." He grinned at me, and I could feel my face flush with color.
"It's probably best if you don't." I replied, still giggling a little.
We were up for another hour or so until everyone seemed to wind down a little. Gerard gave me a tour of the bus, and kept making stupid puns that I actually laughed at. He was actually really nice, and I found myself opening up a little bit. I told him about my love for music and photography, and how I wanted my further career to involve writing. He said that if I ever became an author I should send him a copy of my book. Like I'd ever get anything printed. Once the tour was over we went to bed, it was about 2 A.M. now.
Before anyone actually went to sleep we all talked for a little bit, having actual conversations that weren't just goofy. Slowly everyone's voice got quieter and quieter, then dropped off into sleep.

Notes

Ugh, sorry this chapters a little crappy, it'll be better next time<3
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