The Tour

Chapter 1

A loud ring sound startled Justin out of his sleep. He quickly shot out of bed, and gazed around the room. He groaned deeply, and rubbed his tired eyes as he glared at the alarm clock. “Damn…it’s already time?” he stepped out of bed and headed straight for the bathroom.

He was scheduled to meet the guys at the tour bus around six that morning. They were going to be on tour for three whole months. Boy, did he hate touring.

He pulled up in a parking lot to see a tour bus parked in a space. His eyes focused in on two familiar guys, carrying their luggage, walking on the tour bus. He stepped out of his car with his luggage, and headed towards the bus. “Hey, Justin…” he locked eyes with Joey, one of his close friends. “…guess who’s going to be touring with us? Britney and a friend of hers.” he groaned and headed towards the back area.

“Damn. That bitch has to follow me wherever I go. I didn’t know she was on tour.” he sat his luggage underneath the bunk bed and leaned against the wall. “So…did you ever see this friend of hers?”

“Um…not really. I just heard she was a model.” the bus began to move.

“Hmm…a model? Any way…I better finish my rest.” he laid back on his bunk. “You know…I was dreaming about this nude model. We were getting our freak on and all of a sudden…the damn alarm clock interrupts it. I was about to have sex with this woman. Can you believe that? Damn.” he chuckled while shaking his head pathetically.

“Man…just get your rest. We should be in Miami by eight or nine.” he stood up and turned the light off. “Good night.” he exited the bunk room.

9:51 p.m.

“Juju. Cutieeee…wake up.” he stirred in bed, and slowly fluttered his eyes open to focus in on Britney. His eyes lit up as he jerked back.

“Oh my god. Who are you? I mean…what are you doing here?” she chuckled, and took a seat on his bed.

“The guys told me to come in here and get you. We’re at a hotel suite right now. Well…” she stood up. “…you better get up and go rent a room. Everyone is in the building right now…except for you…because you’re a lazy…”

“Just hush. Don’t start now, Brit. I’m not in the mood.” she watched his step out of bed, wearing only boxers.

“Wooo. Look at that.” she teased.

“OUT!” he pointed to the door. “Now. Out.” she rolled her eyes, and turned, exiting the room.

A few minutes later, he exited the bus with his luggage and entered the building, in the lobby area. “Here, curly.” Joey tossed him a key. “You’re sharing a suite with Mandah…the super model.” he sucked his teeth.

“Come on now. You have to be kidding me. ALL the money we make and we STILL have to share a room? I am not sharing a room with a stranger.” he complained.

“Um…well I suggest you settle that with Mandah. She’s right over there.” he pointed to a woman standing by a door. He slowly focused in on her, and gasped. “Haha.” Joey laughed while shaking his head pathetically.

“That’s the chick I’m sharing a suite with?” he asked surprisingly.

“Yep. She’s a hottie, huh? Well…have fun.” he walked away. She definitely was.

He cleared his throat, and leisurely approached her.