5:30 in the afternoon�we climbed back to their bus.
�Who�ll be drivin�?� I asked Mike.
�I�ll be.� He replied.
�I�ll be teaching you the way to our next
destination.� Then I took out a pencil and sketched a
map. I handed it to Mike. He asked: �To a mall?�
�Yeah. Got a problem with that?,� I asked in return.
�Don�t worry. We�ll just roam around.�
I assured. After that, I went around to roam in their
bus some more.
�A glass of lemonade, again?� Joe offered me another.
�You�re so sweet, ya� know?� I handled the glass and
drank some. But I stopped drinking.
�But your drink�s not.� I told him in a disgusted
tone. His face turned sad. I chuckled. The others were
also looking at us.
�Nah, just kidding!� I smiled, and he sighed in
return. Then smiled finally. He headed to the �inner�
part of the bus. I wandered around some more.
I parted a black curtain blocking my way and saw their
�bunks� area.
�Nice �bunk� beds�.� I thought. �I wonder how they fit
in there.�
AI went straight ahead and parted another curtain this
time, it�s blue. Right before my eyes is their mini-
recording studio. I also saw Joe in it.
�HEY!� I greeted, and he jumped in surprise.
�Hi�there----Mia�� He gasped for breath.
�It�s too early for heart attack.� I smiled.
I noticed that he�s playing with the turntable.
�Yo! Let�s welcome the great DJ, Mr. Hahn!� I
introduced with some emcee flair.
He set a disc and started scratching He showed some
scratch techniques.
�Oohhh�awesome..� I watched intently trying to learn
some.
I walked and stopped over Rob�s stuff, the drums.
Joe stopped playing. �You know how to?� he asked.
I nodded and I began. I played the drum line for �One
Step Closer�.
�Smooth!,� he exclaimed. �Leave ya� for a while.� He
parted the curtain as he made the exit.
I stopped and thought; �I can mess around a bit!� I
probed around and found an awesome electro-acoustic
guitar, probably it�s Chester�s. I carried it with an
amplifier and sat on a chair facing away y from the
curtain. I plugged it.
Meanwhile�
�Joe,  Where�s Mia?� Brad asked.
�Uh�I left her at the studio..�
�Why did you�� Mike halted. He heard a guitar playing.
�It�s Mia singing �The Morning After� and she�s also
probably using my guitar!� Chester exclaimed as he
listened. He dashed to the studio and the others
followed, except Mike.
�Oh, Damn! I am left alone. I also want to see�� Mike
muttered as he drive the bus.

�I�m so tired, there has got to be an end,
To the pain I feel when I�m
Wakin� alive, alive, alive.
And I am dreaming.�

�Nice shoutin� �Brad told Chester. Chester smiled in
return.
I stopped and returned the guitar with the amp at the
side, not noticing them. I grabbed the mic and began
to rap �Step up�
�We also have a nice emcee in here.� Phoenix declared.
�Chester and Mike combined� Joe ended.
I was also imitating Mike�s style, I swayed my hand
from side to side, yet I am turning away from them. I
stopped and began singing another song:

�There has seemed to be no end to the pain that I
feel.
There has seemed to be no start to my new life that
will reveal.
That is a light that shines down on me,
I hope that it will help me to break free.
The Alpha and Omega of my life has dulled to gray
The Alpha and Omega of my life has crashed before the
day
So is that You who�s standing by the door?
Can�t you see that my dreams had fallen to the floor?
Where do I start? Where do I end?�.�

�What song is that?� Brad can�t help but to listen
very intently to the lyrics.
�It sounds nice�� Phoenix appreciated.
�Composition.� Rob muttered.
�She has a very nice voice, influenced by Chester..�
Joe turned to him, yet Chester seemed to be really
serious upon hearing the song.
All of a sudden, they heard sobs instead of
verses�sobs of sorrow and anger. I sat on the floor
with a loud �blag�.
�Is she still OK?� Rob seemed shocked. Nobody can
offer an answer. Chester initiated and headed towards
me. The others followed hesitantly.
Just before they reached me, I banged my fist on the
floor, Tears trickling down my cheeks.
�Mia�� Chester whispered softly.
�FUCK YOU ALL! FUCK YOU!!� I shouted with all my
might. And I sobbed real loud.
�Mia�why?� Joe tried to calm me down and ask at the
same time. 
I wiped my tears, then I faced them.
�Oh, you�re here� sorry for that shit, guys. Guess I
was just carried away by my feelings.� My eyes were
still red and my face was blotchy.
�You sure you�re okay?� Brea reassured.
�Sure�� I forced a smile.
Silence ruled among them. My smile faded.
I stood and walked away.
�If you don�t believe, that�s fine. But I assure you
that I�m OK.� I smiled once more despite of my eyes
and closed the curtain.
I headed to the driver�s seat where Mike was sitting.
�Yo.� I greeted with a smile.
�You okay? I heard you shouting.� He replied with a
question.
�Yes I am�,� I muttered. �Are we nearly there yet?� I
looked outside the window.
�A few minutes more, I think�� He replied.
Someone behind me handed me a glass, this time, of
water.
�Here. Hope it�ll calm you down. This�s the least
thing I think I can do for you.� Joe smiled with a
concern.
�I bet the lemonade�s all dished out.� I kidded,
ignoring his line. 
�We heard you sing, you have a nice voice� Brad stated
as if nothing dramatic happened.
�Why won�t I? I�m a vocalist of a band.�
�Really?� Mike turned to me.
�Yeah. Oftentimes I�m a bassist and at the RAREST
times, I�m a DJ.� I proudly explained further.
�DJ Mia?!� Joe asked in as exclamation.
�No�DJ Sarsee,� I corrected. �The name stinks, but the
talent�s great, REALLY GREAT��
�PROUD!� Chester boomed out.
�Where does �Sarsee� came from?� Rob asked.
�My second name�s Sarah, and they named me after a
soft drink here in our country. They changed the
spelling. Silly, isn�t it?� 
Joe nodded.
�Who composed that song, the one that you sang.�
Chester asked with a certain kind of interest
�Its title is � Alpha and Omega�  and I composed it
myself. Actually , I have our demo tape in here�� I
fished in my bag and pulled a tape out.
�Nice!,� Mike exclaimed. �But I think our
destination�s right over here.�
I looked out at the window. �Oh, yeah. Peeps, our next
destination: SM MEGAMALL.� I declared. I went to the
door. �We�ll play it later, okay?�
They just nodded and followed me.