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Vi's POV

'That was embarrassing' I thought to myself, 'is he jealous?' No, that couldn't be, he was my best friend, he knows that I don't like Ryan in that way.

"Hey Mark." I said and he took his headphones off and looked at me smiling. "When are we gonna stop for breakfast?" I said while my stomach growled.

"Soon, you can wake the rest of the guys up." he said and gave me a small tired smile then put his headphones back on.

'Yay' I thought, I can wake them up anyway I want to.

I made my way to the bunks. Spencer and Jon were still fast asleep just as I expected. I picked up one of Spencer's drum sticks and got a pot and slammed the stick into the pot making a horrible noise.

Ryan's POV

Ohh, I thought, Brendon is mad at me. I can't deal with him too; I've got too many things on my mind. It's not like he owns her. She was my friend too and I could hug her if I want. But I don't want him to get the wrong idea so I put my book back down and stopped him.

"Brendon, don't be like that, you know well that I'm not into her. She's one of my best friends" I said trying to make him understand.

"Best friends? She is MY best friend and I, I just don't want her to get hurt. You know that you two cant work with you always on tour and the will be back in Vegas." Brendon said and crossed his arms childishly.

"Oh, Brendon, you don't understand, its not like that. You know I'm going to tough times now and I just need a friend. You won't talk to me." I said hurt. Brendon called himself my best friend and didn't want to talk to me about my dad. He had avoided me the last month. It really hurt cause I really needed someone to get me though this.

Brendon just shook his head and turned away from me. He could be so childish sometimes, he couldn't face real problems. It made me feel even worse.

Vi's POV.

BANG.

Spencer fell out of his bunk onto the floor, screaming like a little girl. I started laughing. Jon just grunted and said: "Why did you have to do that?? I was dreaming, YOU ruined it!!" he said and gave me a evil stare and then started laughing at Spencer's girlish screams. He was lying on the floor trying to kick me in the foot whining. "Viiii, you're EVIL!"

"Well, you're not so bad yourself!" I said jokingly "Just wake up! I NEED breakfast and Mark wont stop the bus until you sleepyheads wake up!"

Spencer whined some more and then stood up pointing his hand on me: "You're gonna regret that!"

I just kept laughing at him as he turned around and walked to the bathroom still giving me an evil stare. Jon was cool about my wake up call and just walked to the front of the bus.


"What was that noise???" Brendon came walking from the back with a grin on his face.

"Just my way of waking people up" I said proudly and grinned at him. He didn't look mad at me so I just forgot about him being jealous, well that was just absurd anyway.

"Nice thinking" he said grinning, "I thought I had heard a girl scream" he added when Spencer came out of the bathroom.

"Oh, just fudge off" Spencer said pissed to Brendon. "Oh poor Sandra, oh I mean Spencer" he said joking and patted his back. Spencer just gave him the same evil stare he had given me and sat down beside Jon, who was reading some magazine.

*

After stopping at a McDonalds and getting some unhealthy breakfast, we were back on the road and then arriving at the next stop.

It was a big building and Mark parked the bus in the back of it. It was only 11 o'clock and there was already a line in front of the building. The kids started screaming when they saw the bus arrive. When we stepped out of the bus the kids came running asking for autographs which the guys happily did.

I kept my distance not wanting the kids to notice me. But I couldn't help but hear this one girl say: "Are you gay?" I busted out laughing, I just couldn't help myself. How could she ask that? That was just so stupid.

"Yes, yes we are." Brendon said sarcastically and handed the girl an autographed piece of paper. She giggled and whispered something to her friend who started giggling too. I couldn't help myself but feel sorry for the guys to have to deal with these little girls everyday.

The girl noticed me laughing and gave me an evil stare and said "What are you looking at?" I just rolled my eyes and smiled at Brendon who looked at me blankly.

It took a little while signing, but then someone called them inside and they said goodbye to the kids.

"Fun?" I said to Brendon.

"Yah, never get tired of fans, you know." He said smiling.

Then I looked at Ryan who had been really quiet since our talk this morning. I walked over to him, I could feel Brendon staring at me when I left his side, but I ignored it.

Ryan looked at me. I took his hand and held it tight. He smiled appreciated at me, whispering "Thanks for being such a good friend." I just nodded. But just a moment later he quickly let go off my hand and stared worried at Brendon who was just then sending him an evil stare. I couldn't help but to roll my eyes.

*
After getting all their stuff ready for the show they had time to practice a little bit for the concert. The instruments were set up and I just had to sit down at the piano. I had been playing the piano since I was eight and I considered myself pretty good. I pressed the keys and started playing, nobody was in the room so it was ok.

But suddenly I heard a voice coming from the front of the stage and looked startled at Ryan who stood there with his hands in his pockets.

"You're really good, I think you should join us onstage sometime and play" he said smiling and walking towards me.

"Haha, you're funny" I said and blushed.

"No really, it would be great to do a cover and have you play the piano and sing maybe?" He said getting a little exited. He took a seat at the piano bench next to me looking straight into my eyes. I couldn't help but get lost in those brown eyes. WOW. No. that was wrong. I quickly took my eyes of off him and stared at the piano.

"Oh, that's a great idea!" Brendon said not really happily. I looked back and saw him walking toward us with a fake smile on his face. He was so jealous. "I think we should really do that!" he said putting his hand on Ryan's shoulder, I could see that he was squeezing his shoulder, not in a nice way. Ryan stood up and didn't change his expression and said straight to Brendon's face: "Yeah, we should."

I couldn't take this anymore.

"Guys! What's wrong with you two? You are best friends and you really should be supporting each other instead of , well, I don't know what's wrong, but just make up already." I said determined. They looked shocked at me for that last statement. "and I mean it. I wont talk you two if you don't stop behaving like two year olds." Then I walked away leaving the two in the concert hall.

Brendon's POV.

When Violet was out of sight I turned back to Ryan.

"Brendon. NOTHING is going on between us." Ryan said frustrated and sat back down.

I can be such an idiot sometimes. I know that there's nothing going on. Oh, why am I acting this way?

I looked at Ryan and saw the sadness in his eyes.

"I'm so sorry Ryan. I just, I don't know" I said ashamed. He knew I was talking about his dad.

"I'm just so tired of have to keep this all in. I'm just so happy that Vi I here so I can talk to her, she understands. But I need you to understand too." He said, looking down.

"I'm sorry for ignoring you. I just don't know what to say." I said hoping he would just forgive me.

"Yeah, I understand. Just don't ever do that again, ignoring me when I need a best friend the most." He said and looked at me trying to make me understand. And I did.
"Never again." I said and stood up gesturing him to walk with me to find the other guys for rehearsal.

Ryan stood up and smiled faintly at me, but that was enough I knew he had forgiven me.

*
Vi's POV.

I was sitting with Jon and Spencer when Ryan and Brendon walked into the dressing room.

"So, make up already?" I said.

"Yeah, and we would love if you could come and rehearse some songs with us to play!" Brendon said. "Pleeease!"

I laughed, that was quick.

"Yeah, that would be awesome!" I smiled happily and followed the band out of the dressing room.