coming alive.

[ sorry I didn't start this sooner! I did a lot more today than I'd originally planned and didn't get in until late. ]

Lydia could still hardly believe her luck in getting asked to come on tour with Wolfsbane. It was their first official tour so everything was still coming together, but it was still a pretty huge opportunity for her to get her own work out there. Of course, she wasn't a performer like the guys were. She actually just ran a blog and vlog where she posted weekly updates on pretty popular topics. She talked a lot about things that were going on in the world and her views on them, but there were also posts about music, food, movies, and everything really. People might not think it was a big deal posting once a week or even more sometimes about all the things she talked about, but it was. It actually took up a lot of her time. Regardless of how much time it took up though about a month a half before Wolfsbane announced their tour their manager actually called her and asked if she'd want to join their team on tour. And basically her job was to just blog about them, interview fans, and help spread the word. How they'd found her, or why they thought she'd be a good fit she didn't know, but she wasn't going to question it.

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Isaac plopped down on the couch next to Scott, who was sitting next to Lydia the newest member of their team. He really liked that things were actually working out with the band. There had totally been moments when he wasn't sure they'd actually make it to their first tour, but they did. "What're you working on?" Isaac asked Lydia leaning forward a bit to look past Scott and over to the red head who was typing away on her keyboard like a maniac. "I'm just putting a few finishing touches on this blog post, then I need to finish figuring out interview questions for you guys. And the fans." She told him not looking away from the computer once. Isaac was honestly amazed at how focused she could be even while she was talking to him. "Well, I'll leave you to your work then. Scott, I think Stiles fell asleep again and I was just wondering if you want to go prank him with me?" He asked turning to his bandmate who he was pretty sure he could count on always.

[ I really hope this was an okay start! ]

[It's no problem! And this was a great start!]

Stiles could fall asleep anywhere, anytime. Once, when they'd taken a trip into the city, he'd actually managed to fall asleep on the subway, standing up. Granted, it had only been for a couple of minutes, but still. He'd impressed himself with that one. So it didn't really come as a surprise that he was practically asleep in the back of their van. Granted, it was a nice van for their first tour, but it wasn't anything like a tour bus. The seats weren't that comfortable and he was pretty sure that there was duct tape on the inside of one of the doors, but at that moment he didn't really care. All he cared about was curling up on the seat and trying to sleep away his worries. Plus the blogger girl person was supposed to be getting there soon, and the last thing that he wanted was to have to meet someone right before a show. That would make for a good headline. Drummer of Wolfsbane Vomits All Over Blogger. Yeah, that wasn't going to happen. He curled up onto the seat, his phone tucked into his hand while he buried his face into the cushion. Just a couple of minutes of sleep, and he'd be good.

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Allison was on her third cup of coffee (and yes, there was a double shot of espresso in there, but she wasn't admitting to it). This was probably the most stressful night so far. She had known that being the manager of a band was going to be tough, but this was ridiculous. The one day that she'd needed everything to run perfectly was the day that everything went to hell. First, the venue's lighting guy had managed to blow a circuit which resulted in half the stage lights going out. Then there was the matter of having to deal with a couple of the more... "excited" fans. She appreciated all of their support, she really did, but sometimes they all just got to be a bit too much. So when she walked into the dressing room and heard Isaac, she froze. "Lahey, I swear on everything that is holy, if you do anything to Stiles, I will personally come after you," she said, shooting him a glare as she let herself fall back onto the free chair.

[ well glad you liked it ]

Lydia finished what she'd been working on as Allison, the band's manager, walked in a took a seat. And really she couldn't help but want to laugh at how quickly Isaac's plan to prank Stiles was shot down. "When will I actually get to meet Stiles anyways?" She asked looking between the three people in the room. She wasn't sure that they'd know exactly, she just found it a little odd that well she was here for the band and all but not all the members were. Though she'd actually talked to Allison multiple times before she'd been flown out to meet up with them for the tour. Mostly just to get everything in order, and during more than one of their talks she'd spoken to basically everyone but Stiles. Lydia wouldn't say she was obsessed with him or anything, however, all her fans seemed to love him. Usually if she'd talk about them in blogs or videos most of the comments would be about how great he was. Honestly, she loved the whole group as a group and hadn't picked a favorite or anything like that, but she was still looking forward to actually meeting him.

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Isaac sighed and slowly sat back down, just so he didn't piss off Allison given she seemed pretty tense already. "It's not like we were going to hurt him or anything. Probably just totally made him embarrass himself in front of Lydia. The blogger girl." Isaac said doing his best innocent face. He knew that wouldn't help his case any, he kid was already worried enough about embarrassing himself so they shouldn't make it any worse for him. It was just so much fun pranking him. Plus it was so easy when he was asleep, which felt like all the time, but still. "Someone should probably go wake him up though. We wouldn't want him to sleep through our first show." He said pretty sure that only Stiles would be able to do something like that. Honestly, Stiles was the only person Isaac had ever met who could actually sleep through anything. The kid could fall asleep standing up for crying out loud!

Stiles let out a yawn, almost asleep when a bolt of panic went through him. He was supposed to be there when she arrived. Sure, Allison probably wouldn't be too annoyed, but he'd been told that they needed to make a good impression. And he wasn't planning on being the one to ruin their streak of good publicity (and by streak, he means a single interview with a very, very small college radio station that didn't even know who they were). He jumped up, smacking his head off the top of the car as he jerked the van door open, swinging it shut as he managed to leap out. He managed to give a quick wave to the fans that were waiting before darting inside, making the two lefts and a right before he got to the room. He swung the door open, his eyes wide with panic. And then froze. Because no one had told him that the blogger girl was really, really attractive.

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Allison shrugged her shoulders. "Probably here soon. My guess is that he fell asleep in the van," she said, letting her eyes shut for a second while she wrapped her fingers around her warm coffee cup. To be totally honest, even she could do with a nap. She was half tempted to while they were playing, but she knew that she'd tough it out. She loved those guys to pieces, and planned on watching every single performance, no matter what. They'd put immeasurable amounts of work into this, and dammit, she was going to support them in every way that she could. She glanced over when she heard the door practically, crash open, laughing softly at the frantic look on Stiles's face. "You're fine, Stilinski. You haven't missed anything yet. "

Lydia looked away from Allison when the door flew open quick enough to have hurt someone had they been in the way. She smiled at the boy on the other side, it was easy to see why so many people liked him. Really it was easy to see why so many people like all of them really. Aside from the groups amazing music they were all attractive, Scott and Isaac were handsome and then there was Stiles who honestly had more of a pretty boy thing going on. Plus he played the drums, and there was something about drummers that just did it for a lot of girls. "You must be Stiles," Lydia finally said sticking her hand out for him, "I'm Lydia, and it's nice to finally meet you." She told him deciding not to bring up anything about him napping on the van. At least not right now, really it wasn't a big deal that he liked to sleep and was the last one she met, but she didn't want to embarrass him so she didn't bring it up just in case.

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Isaac was a little surprised that Stiles actually woke up on his own and found them this early, but well Stiles did have his moments. He also couldn't help but notice him freeze in the doorway for a second. It was like he was shocked or something that yet another attractive female was going to be part of their team. Though Isaac could see how someone might've pictured someone a lot different than Lydia when hearing they'd have a blogger joining them. She wasn't what he'd pictured, however, it didn't really matter because well she wasn't exactly his type of girl. Yeah, she was pretty, but he was more into brunettes. "So Allison," he said looking over to her, "do you have any idea how many people are supposed to be at tonight's show?" He asked her just curious how many people they'd be playing for.

Stiles just stared at her. He was vaguely aware of the fact that he'd been told when he was younger that staring was rude, but he didn't really care. Because Lydia was, well, hot. It took him a second longer to realize that she was holding her hand out to him. "Oh, uh, hi. Stiles, yep," he sputtered out, giving her a grin as he reached out to shake her hand. "It's nice to meet you too." It took him a couple of seconds, but he was recovering. He could hear Scott snickering in the corner, and he resisted shooting his friend a glare. "So uh, how long are you with us for?" He carved his fingers through his hair, trying his hardest not to stare. He'd read her stuff, and he'd been impressed. When Allison had originally told him that there'd be a blogger with them, he'd rolled his eyes. Sure, they needed some coverage to get their music out, but still. He liked their own little family. But when he'd actually looked her up, it wasn't bad at all. She had this way of writing that really drew the reader in. It was impressive.

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Allison resisted letting out a yawn. Her fingers tapped out a beat against her leg as she glanced over to Isaac. "I'm not really sure. I heard a couple of the venue's guys talking about how we are probably going to hit above the fire code tonight, so a lot? It's going to be an insane show," she told him, shooting him a little grin. "You ready for tonight?" Despite how tired she was, she was pretty excited to see them play. There was just this energy around them that made them irresistible. You couldn't look away from them even if you tried. And when the air was crackling with excitement as the fans all sang at the top of their lungs, it always made her breath catch. Because this was all them, and it was amazing.

"I'm not entirely sure," Lydia said responding to his question. "I mean I don't have anything else lined up and Allison asked if I could do the whole tour with you guys, just so I didn't miss anything important. And so you know the band gets full coverage. After that though who knows. I mean if this tour goes well then I might be asked to become a more permanent member of the team but who really knows at this point." She told him not sure what would happen after the tour really. There was time to figure that all out, after all it was only their first day. She did hope that everything went well, and would not complain at all if they wanted her to stick around. This was pretty much her dream after all and how could she really pass up her dream when it was so close?

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Isaac leaned back into the couch and held in his own snickering unlike Scott. He just knew it was going to be so much fun having Lydia around, and they'd probably hold this over Stiles' head for awhile. "I'm totally ready," he finally told Allison with a huge smile. "I mean this is just what we've been waiting for since like day one." He said thinking back to nearly a year ago when all they were was three boys in Scott's garage making noise and the only two fans that had were Scott's mom and Allison. How on earth they'd gotten lucky enough to know Allison, who was just so good at being a manager to them he'd never know. But he'd also never complain because without her they probably wouldn't be where they were right now.

Stiles nodded his head along with every word. The entire tour? A permanent member of the team? He glanced over to Allison quickly, failing at catching her gaze. She really should have told him that they might be adding someone to their little tour family. Not that he necessarily minded, but the van wasn't that big, and space in there was a hot commodity. "I hope you're used to nudity. Scott here really likes to just whip it out all the time." He heard Scott choke on his laughter, a smug smile slipping across his lips. Scott should know not to laugh at Stiles. They'd been friends long enough that they each knew how to drive the other up a wall. And Stiles planned on exploiting that since his best friend laughed at him in front of a very attractive girl. "To be honest, he's almost gotten caught for public indecency before." Scott let out a snort. "Stiles, I'm pretty sure that that has never happened. Ever."

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Allison couldn't help but smile back at him. She laughed softly, shaking her head. "Day one was a pretty rough day," she said, thinking back on just how rough their sound was. "I knew you guys would make it work, though. You always do." And they did. They'd spent innumerable hours playing and writing and putting in their everything to make this work. And now, there they were. On tour. She still had a hard time wrapping her head around this whole thing. "I'm pretty sure that there were at least ten girls that asked me for your number," she teased, her grin turning into a small smirk. The thing that had surprised her most had been the fans. They were a little, well, crazy about the guys. She'd been honestly surprised when Stiles had been the one that had emerged as the favorite of the hordes of girls. To be totally honest, she'd thought that it would be Scott.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of Scott," Lydia said deciding to go along with whatever was happening here. "I mean we've all done things that we're not proud of," she said shrugging her shoulders a little. "Just like we all have our own guilty pleasures. And maybe yours is just getting naked all the time, again you shouldn't be ashamed. Just accept that it's who you are." She added though she was pretty sure this whole thing was just a ruse to embarrass Scott since well he'd been so eager to go along with Isaac to embarrass Stiles. "My guilty pleasure isn't getting naked, and I've never been almost caught for public indecency," Scott said shaking his head and leaning back into the couch.

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"Yes, it was," Isaac said really glad they'd made it this far. He couldn't help but smile at her later words. It really was just amazing knowing that they had someone like Allison who never stopped believing in them. He was pretty sure she'd believe in them even at those points when they couldn't do it for themselves. "Really? Please don't ever give them my number," he said laughing a little. It was nice knowing they had fans, and it was great knowing some of those fans would clearly do anything for them he also knew though that things could get crazy. And honestly Isaac would rather give a fan his number himself than someone else do it for him. Though he knew he wouldn't actually have to worry about Allison giving his number away. She was too professional for something like that, plus they were friends and she was their manager so no telling how bad it would be if she did something like that.

Stiles grinned wide at Lydia. He was pretty sure that this tour wasn't going to be bad at all if Lydia was around. Most people didn't really know how to handle their jokes, but Lydia just jumped right in. He liked that. "C'mon, Scott. Every person in this room - except Lydia - has seen you naked more than once. I'm pretty sure that Isaac here knows your body more intimately than he would like to," he said, trying his hardest not to laugh out loud. "But seriously, that one time in freshman year? At the lake? Like, three minutes away from public indecency. Maybe two and a half, if we're being really particular about this."

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Allison rolled her eyes at him. "C'mon, Isaac. I would never give out your number unless I was positive that you would like her," she told him, giving him a pointed look. "Besides, these girls were mostly twelve or thirteen. I'm not interested in you having to explain yourself to the police," she said, glancing over as she heard Stiles say something about everyone seeing Scott naked. She rolled her eyes at him, taking care to avoid Scott's gaze. Just because they had somehow managed to remain friends after their breakup didn't mean that she really wanted to be reminded of him naked. She didn't think of him like that anymore. It was too weird.

Lydia couldn't help but admire how close they all seemed. She'd been out of high school for a few years now and honestly she'd kind of lost touch with most of her friends from then. There was the occasional text here and there usually around a holiday, usually she'd get a happy birthday shoutout on facebook or twitter, but overall they'd just kind of lost touch. And yeah it sucked because well she'd went to school with them for twelve years, and they'd just went through some really life-changing things together but she supposed that was just how it went sometimes. The only thing she hoped for really was that she could actually find a place in their little group and not feel like an outside for too long. "Apparently I'm like missing out or something," she said joking around with Scott still. Though if he really did get naked as much as Stiles was trying to make it seem then she'd probably see him nude soon enough. Though she wouldn't say she was looking forward to that.

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"I know," Isaac said laughing a little. "I'm totally not interested in having to explain myself to the cops either," he said pretty sure he'd had enough of law enforcement in his life already. Honestly, he'd be okay if he never had to talk to the cops about anything again. He couldn't help but look over at the other three though when he heard Stiles mention his name. "Dude I've seen you naked way too many times to even count." He said shrugging his shoulders. Sure Stiles might've been a little off with how the whole almost being caught for public indecency, but they had all seen him naked multiple times. Enough actually that Isaac would be okay also never seeing his friend naked again. Sometimes it happened, though, especially when you lived in such close quarters for so long.

Stiles laughed when Scott tried to sputter out an explanation. "Dude, that was the first time that we'd ever drank. What did you expect from me?" Stiles let out a loud laugh, just shaking his head at that response. He wasn't even sure how to answer that. So instead he looked over to Lydia, grinning wide. "You are totally missing out. Although I give it at least a week or two on the road before he's just stripping down to nothing because he's 'hot'," he said, using his fingers to create air quotes. "Dude gets naked more than porn stars, I bet," he added underneath his breath. Scott started in on another long reasoning as to why he would do this, failing at any explanation that he could come up with. "As you can see, tormenting Scott is literally the only enjoyment I get out of life."

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Allison grinned at him, shaking her head slowly. "Yeah, try not to do anything that would require the cops on this tour, okay? Second tour, fine. But this one? I might cry a little bit if that happens," she said, reaching her foot out to kick him lightly. She glanced over to the three of them. It was obvious to her that Stiles was being a little more 'himself' just to impress Lydia, but she really didn't mind. He hadn't dated anyone in awhile - or at all, if her memory was serving her right - and it would be good for him. Although she was pretty sure that talking about Scott naked wasn't the exact route that he should take.

"That's interesting to know," Lydia said still trying not to laugh at just the whole thing. "And I can tell. But I mean if it's the only thing that allows you to enjoy life I guess it's okay. Plus it's not the worst thing you could get enjoyment out of," she told him knowing there were a lot worse things that tormenting your best friend. Plus Lydia knew that it probably wasn't the only thing he enjoyed in life and it was just kind of what some friends did. She'd had a friendship in high school that was a lot like Stiles and Scotts so she totally understood what was happening. "If you're done tormenting Scott for now though maybe you wouldn't mind answering a few questions for my next blog entry," she said with a smile figuring she could get some work done before the show later.

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"I will do my best, scouts honor," Isaac told Allison smiling a bit he still wasn't exactly clear on where he and Allison stood, and he didn't exactly want to question it either. Especially given that she had dated Scott for awhile and the last thing Isaac wanted to do was go behind his friends back and date his ex then possibly ruin things for the band. But at the same time he didn't want to question it just so he'd know. Only problem was he didn't know how to do that really. This was probably one of the things that tons of other bands had went through, possibly, and maybe if he just looked it up he could figure out the best way to deal with the situation.