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I sat there for a while, not sure what to do. Do I sit here and wait for them to return? Or do I follow after them? Would they get mad at me if I followed them? I let out a small whimper confused and alone, two things I hated to be.

A song that Gerard called 'Honey this mirror ain't big enough for the two of us' was on and I quietly sang the parts that I knew. I grabbed a comic with a large sideways cross on it and flipped through the pages looking at the pictures. I pain no attention to the black scribbles in the white parts but they gave a key to what the hell was happening. If only I understood what it was saying.

I closed the comic and set it aside not enjoying it at all. I pictures up the notebook and flipped through it opening up the box of crayons and grabbing a blue one and I began simple scribbling away on the paper. I grabbed a purple one and colored with that one for a while, until I grew bored with that color and I attempted to grab a red one, but I knocked the box over, causing the crayon to go everywhere.

“My colors!” I cried picking up as many as I could see but many were lost in the stuff that lay on the floor. I paused looking around and realizing that the place was a complete mess. I couldn't find my colors because they were buried in clothes, books, and other things.

I sat up knowing what I should do for them. Clean their bus. But where do I start?

I walked to simply pick up all the clothes and throw them in a pile in the far corner. After I finished that the place already looked a lot better. Next I picked up the books and comics and stacked them neatly on the table. After throwing away what seemed like endless wrappers the floor was finally as clean as I could get it. I had a pile of clothes in the color, books on the table, and miscellaneous items on the counter.

I went over to the clothes and I was confused on who they belonged to and how clean they were. I picked up a shirt and sniffed it then dropped it coughing and plugging my nose. It stunk, horribly. I finally agreed on just folding them all because even if they were clean, they were dirty from being in mixed in with the others. I looked around for something to cover up the odd smell and finally found a bottle that had flowers on it. I pointed it at the clothes and sprayed it.

It covered up the stench, this stuff was good. I used it on just about everything before placing it with the food and sitting down on the floor with my newly found colors. I grabbed my notebook and doodled away listening to a song I had forgotten the title to. I just remember Ray saying it was on a record called Revenge.

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It was a long time before I heard the door open up. I was fast asleep but quickly woke up unsure if it was Gerard or not. I hid in the bunk poking my head out to see what was happening.

“That was awesome!” Frank shouted.

“They were so- Holy shit.” Mikey froze and the others did to.

“Did we walk on the wrong bus? Dammit Frank you are so direction illiterate!” Ray scolded and Frank looked bewildered.

“Dude we are the only bus here!”

“What the fuck.” Bob muttered and I ran out giving Gerard a hug.

“Gee!” I giggled and he was to focused on the now visible floor to hug me back.

“My guitar pick!” Mikey cheered running over to the small object and holding it close to his chest.

“Emily, what happened.” Gerard manged to say and I smiled big.

“I cleaned!” All five of their heads turned to me.

“You what?!” They all shouted scaring me.

“I'm sorry! I was just trying to help!”

“Sorry Em,” Gerard said hugging me. “You didn't have to clean though.”

“It smells so good.” Frank said picking up a shirt and sniffing it. “What the hell did you use on this?”

“The spray...” I pointed to it and Bob sighed shaking his head.

“Told you a bought a an air freshener!” He groaned and Frank face-palmed.

“I dropped my colors, and they got lost so I picked up to find them...” I explained and Frank chuckled and grabbed me setting me down on his lap and giving me a hug.

“Come on Gee, don't be so mean on the little chickie. She calls crayons colors. That's so fucking cute!” He gave me a big friendly kiss on the cheek and I could feel my face burn.

“Closest city is Yuma, Gee. We are about three hours away if you still want to go shopping.” Mikey stated looking on his phone.

“Shopping?” Ray asked cocking an eyebrow.

“For Emily, We will need to go early in the morning. She can't go in wearing boxers though.”

“Got it!” Frank jumped up running to the pile of dirty clothes and shuffling through them. “I am the shortest so this should work.” He grabbed a pair of his skinny jeans and handed them to me and I stared at them. “Put 'em on.” I did and they were to big, I had to hold them up.” Frank took a belt that would work for my tiny waist and placed it on the pants. Then he rolled up the bottoms to the pants so they looked like odd shorts. “Yea!”

“That will have to work for now.” Ray sighed not liking the outfit. To be honest I wasn't a fan of it either the pants were to big and itchy.

“Let's start driving.” Gerard sighed and everyone returned to there normal on the road positions.

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We stopped in a nearly empty parking lot, it was ten at night and everyone was dead tired. Frank let out a yawn and Mikey tried to keep his eyes open.

“Fuck this man I'm going to bed.” Bob said crawling into his bunk and going to bed. Frank and Mikey followed and soon Ray.

“Sorry Emily, but I'm so tired.” Gerard muttered and I looked up at him frowning. “I'll hang out with you tomorrow, promise.” He stood up and dragged himself into the bed were he fell asleep. I was left on the couch a dull red crayon in my hand. I frowned putting the crayon back with it's other friend and turning off the one light they had. I looked in Bob's bunk and saw he had no room to spare. I peeked in Gerard's and saw he was sprawled out completely. I feared sleeping with Frank and Ray snored.

“You need a place to crash?” A voice asked and I turned around spotting Mikey looking down at me his phone in his hand. I nodded and he motioned for me to join him. I crawled into the bunk and he scootched over. “'Night Em.” He smiled.

“'Night Mikey...” I said and he wrapped his long arm around me preventing me from rolling over and falling out of the bunk.


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“I feel bad waking her up, can't we just guess on her size?” A voice asked then a sigh was heard.

“Gerard, dude, just wake her the fuck up. I'm tired and this coffee isn't doing shit. You don't want me waking her up.” Another voice (most likely Frank) said and then I felt a soft nudge.

“Em...” Gerard whispered.

“Oh my fucking god. That is the tenth time you did that! Move the fuck over!” Frank pushed Gerard aside. Then I felt my light body being lifted up then dropped onto the floor, lightly.

It woke me up.

I opened my eyes and stared up at Frank and Gerard, Gerard looked horrified that Frank tossed me onto the ground.

“Are you okay?!” He asked and I nodded rubbing my eyes tiredly.

“Come on!” Frank groaned getting me to my feet and pushing us out of the bus where the others stood all bundled up with a cup of coffee. Arizona was suppose to be hot but in the early morning it was freezing, then again it was November.

“Frank if you don't want to be up then go back to sleep.” Mikey grumbled into his steaming cup of coffee.

“You guys have no taste in fashion.” Frankie did dress nicely.

Slowly and tiredly we walked over to a giant store, I was passed around like a rag doll. First Gerard had me, then Mikey, then Ray, Bob threatened to punch Ray, then Frank, and now Mikey yet again. I liked Mikey, he was a lot like Gerard and I liked that.

Mikey set me down in a cart and pushed me around. They chatted on what to get me and where to start, they finally decided to get the clothes over with. Gerard pulled Ray aside and whispered something into his ear. The male flipped out and Gerard shushed him.

“You fucking do it!” Ray hissed.

“I can't!” Gerard looked desperate.

“You. Do. It.” He repeated slowly.

“Fine.” Gerard sighed giving in and confronting a store clerk.

“What the hell was that all about?” Mikey asked leaning on the cart.

“She needs...you know.” Ray made a few hand motions then Mikey covered his face with his hands.

“Shit, that girl probably thinks we are a bunch of fucking creeps.” Gerard walked back over to us with the girl.

“Hi sweetie, you need some help finding some clothes.” The girl asked with a smile, I didn't reply.

“Gee....” I moaned and Gerard came over taking me out of the cart.

“It's okay she is going to get you some clothes. She's a nice person, we will be right here if you need us okay?” I nodded and the girl took my hand and lead me around the store with the cart. I kept looking back at the five heads making sure they were in sight at all times.

“What's your name sugar?” She asked me with the same smile as before. I didn't reply. “Mines Rachel! Do you like this shirt?” She held up a blue top and I nodded not really caring about my clothes. She lead me around grabbing underwear, pants, shorts, skirts, shirts, and dresses until the cart as full. “Have you been saying yes to everything, even if you didn't like it?”

“Yes, is that bad?” She sighed.

“Hold on a second honey.” She said and walked back to the others. I saw Frank let out a laugh and Bob and Ray tried to hold in one, Mikey had his usual half smile, and Gerard just shook his head. They all walked back over to me and Mikey shook his head when he saw the cart.

“Emily, if you don't like it then say no to it.” I pointed to the cart.

“No.” Frank let out another laugh.

“God I love her!” He chuckled and Gerard looked through the filled cart.

“She hasn't tried any of it on yet. This is the best I can do.” With that Rachel walked away and left me alone with them once more.

“Come on, lets go try theses on.” Gerard took my hand and Bob pushed the cart. One by one I tried each shirt on, then the pants and shirts, then the skirts, and lastly the dresses. After everything was tried on about half of the clothes were still on the cart.

“Where to now?” Mikey asked and Bob answered that.

“Hair products.” Everyone stared at him oddly. “What? We can't have her hair all fucked up like it is now. Jeez...” He turned away and I smiled grabbing onto his sleeve as we walked to the hair product isle. Bob and Ray grabbed a brush, pony tails, and clips while Frank touch my hair and grabbed a good shampoo. Mikey got me a bunch of things I weren't sure of.

“Perfume?” Gerard asked looking at the bottle in his hand. “She's nine.”

“But she is living with us, she needs that.” Mikey said and Gerard dropping it back into the cart.

“Shoes!” Ray shouted pointing to my bare feet that walked on the cold floor.

“Oh yea!” Frank muttered to himself. “I knew we were forgetting something.” The five of us strolled down the empty place until we got the shoes and the showed me many pairs but I shook my head not liking them.

“I give up. She doesn't like anything a nine year old does.” Ray sat down on bench of some kind and Mikey nodded joining him.

“Those.” I pointed to a pair of black sneakers with white laces. “Those.” I pointed to three pair of black boots. “That.” I pointed at a pair of gray flats. Frank and Gerard gave me the shoes and the boots and flats fit but the sneakers were to big.

“They are too big for her Frankie, got a six?” Frank frowned shaking his head.

“They only have a seven and eight.” I frowned liking the shoes a lot.

“I'll grow...” I muttered and Gerard sighed rubbing the back of his neck.

“There aren't any other pairs you li-”

“Found it!” Frank called his hand buried in the shelf pulling out a box. I grinned as Gerard put the shoe on my foot and it fit perfectly.

“Okay now that we are done here, I have sleep to catch up on.” Ray said and I took the shoe off and we walked to the cashier who looked over me then at the gang then at the clothes. She run everything up and Frank and Bob helped with the bags.

I offered to help but they somehow managed to split all the bags up so each band member carried at least two.

Once we returned to the bus Ray, Mikey, and Frank dropped the bags and went to bed. Gerard attempted to help me with the new items but nearly fell asleep doing so, so Bob sent him off to bed. Bob helped me unpack my new clothes and I stuffed them in a unused section of the bus. Bob let out a yawn but tried to cover it up.

Bob was a good guy, he was tough but also had a really nice side that he only showed to those he cared for.

“Bob, you sleepy?” I asked and he nodded.

“You don't mind if I get a few more hours of sleep do you?” I shook my head and he ruffled my hair like normal. “See you later, midget.” He smiled and crawled into his bunk. I looked over my new outfits for a while excited and just overjoyed I actually had items I could say were mine.

I let out a yawn and laid down on the couch holding onto a shirt a favored the most. Slowly my eyes lids fell and I drifted off to sleep.