| Chapter One |
| J: We were all loading the last of our luggage onto the bus. "Aren't you guys excited?" Ritchie asked the group. "Of course man, tours are the best" Abs replied. "Well, are you guys done loading? 'Cause I'm ready to drive!" John, our driver yelled from the driver seat. All the lads plus the girlfriends began to step onto the bus. Just before Scott went on Teresa yelled out to him, "Scott! Wait a sec" Emma was on the bus already and must've heard Teresa because she said "Scottie baby, hurry up" I saw Teresa roll her eyes, but Scott didn't. "What is it?" he asked. "You forgot this" she said flatly as she threw Scott's gremlin stuffed animal, Gizmo at him. "Thanks" he mumbled before he went on the bus. I followed in after him, and Teresa was after me. We all sat down, ready to go. Emma: It was so easy making that Teresa girl mad. All the girls avoided me but I didn't mind. All I had to do to get Scott's credit card was snog a bit and keep him and Teresa away from eachother. I didn't really know the story with those too, and I didn't really care. I still assumed she was an ex girlfriend but whatever. It was almost too much fun getting under everyone's skin.I thought to myself as I began snogging with Scott. Whitney: I glanced and Scott and the hoe that was all over him. Why did he have to bring her? And why was he with her anyway? She looked like a girl you paid for. By the looks on everyone elses faces I gathered that they were thinking along the same lines as I was. "So, what do you guys say we set up our beds?" Nikki suggested. Everyone quickly agreed and left Scott and Emma alone. There were like a few different sections for the bunks. They were separated by curtains. The first one was for the couples (Abs and me, Nik and Ritchie, and Scott and Emma) the second was for the other guys, meaning-Sean and J. The last section was just for Teresa, since she really couldn't bunk anywhere else. Teresa: As I unpacked a few things from my suitcase to put on my bed I came across that album of me and Scott again. I have no idea why I brought it. I don't even remember packing it. I slid it under my bed, so I wouldn't be tempted to look though it. Chapter Two... |