Unitl I Break
Chapter 4: On the road agian
Chapter 4
Well, Columbus would have been the next stop if they hadn’t had to pull over a million times to let Dustin pee....
“COME ON GUYS I GOTTA GOOO!” Dustin shouted
“You just went an hour ago,” Candace said frustrated, this should only be a three hour drive… and that’s if you go the speed limit. They were only half way there and it had been two and half hours!
“It’s NOT MY FUCKING FAULT I GOTTA GO!”
“Oh I’ll make you go…” said Seville devilishly from beside him slowly raising her hand in a claw shape.
“Don’t even think about it Ville…I mean it, don’t do it…” Seville leaning in ever closer,
“I AM NOT AFRAID TO PEE ON YOU VILLE!” Dustin shouted screaming like a little girl. She couldn’t resist and went for the kill.
“AHHHAHH NOOOO!!” Dustin yelled, “VILLE ST...ST…STOP IT!” He managed to get out in between pained spurts of laughter.
Luckily for Dustin, Candace had taken pity on him and made Aaron, the bass player pull the van over, and just in time too. Dustin flung open the door and instantly began peeing on the tree nearest the van; only a few feet away form the door. No one inside the van could contain themselves. Unfortunately for Dustin, he had not bought anybody other than himself and Seville coffee that morning; Leaving all the guitar guys, Chris and Mike, and Aaron a little bitter.
So just as Dustin went to step back into the van Aaron decided that he should throw the car into gear. Dustin should have seen it coming,
“Come on Aaron knock it off …” Dustin said pissily
Seville, personally, could not even remember the last time she had laughed so hard.
“What? Do you want in the van? This van?” Mike shouted back as the van would halt just long enough for Dustin to attempt to get back in, then shoot forward a few yards.
“Hey weren’t you just saying how you wanted to get more exercise?” Chris added after Dustin’s fourth attempt to get in the van.
But just then luckily for Dustin, as Aaron had stopped the van, Dustin jumped in, Aaron too distracted by the laughter to try again.
Dustin looked like he might kill someone, but merely said, “Damn Chris you’re right I think I do need more exercise.” Dustin ended letting out a huge belch to show his extreme relaxation. Dustin sat back down next to Seville, who was still in hysterics, swearing to exact his revenge even if it was , “funny as all Hell”….
When they pulled up to the compound in awe…
“Holy shit….” Seville said slowly at the sight of the hundreds of tour buses lined up in the parking lot and at the hundreds of kids that they could see waiting just outside the gates to get in
“FUCK YEAH!” Candace shouted sticking her head out the window at the hundreds of fans they drove past to enter the lot. Seville had to give it to her she was made for this…and
Seville knew at that moment that this was going to be the best job ever.
The van pulled up to a halt at the side of a big black bus. Everyone piled out, as John, the bands manager casually strolled up saying, “Hey where have you guys been, I was starting to think I should sell your bus. You know there are bands that would kill to have that thing on this tour….”
“Well if Dustyn could freaking control his bladder…” Candace began,
“And what do you call not pissing all over the van when Seville attacked me!” Dusty interrupted defensively as he hopped out of the back seat.
“Yeah yeah yeah , cry about it kid….” mumbled Candace grabbing her bag from the front of the van and heading to unload the trailer they’d been pulling behind them.
“Now that’s a face I haven’t seen in a while,” John said as Seville jumped out of the back seat,
“JOHN BOY!” she said hugging him warmly. John may have been an older guy, but his age never slowed him down. he was a forty-year old lifer living the life, who never had any problem keeping up with the 20 years olds. In fact it was John that taught Seville to play guitar and got Dustin his first paying gig. John used to be the guy to talk to on the local scene but he eventually went all fancy and got into management so it was a lot harder to get together with him; in fact it had been three years since she had last spoken to him in person,
“Alright you guys ready to see your humble abode for the next three months?” John asked turning away from Seville to address the band who were engrossed in hacky sac.
“HELL YES!” Candace screamed enthusiastically, she was a screamer….I guess that’s why she made such a great front man… well front woman.
“Candace, I’m pretty sure you’re the only person I know who gets excited about living on a tour bus for three months with like six other people,” Chris added lifting his luggage from the van.
Even though it’s a hell of a lot better than a van a bus still equals itty bitty living space. After having let Candace and Dustin loose on the bus John pulled Seville aside,
“Oh yeah Ville, okay so here’s the deal, there’s not enough room on the bus for you to sleep here with the band but we’ve got a bus for all the other roadies that are touring and there’s room for you there,” John said quickly hoping that she wouldn’t care.
She didn’t,” no yeah that’s fine I wasn’t even expecting a bus!”
“Oh good, it’s just we didn’t know if we’d be having a tech and what with the band and the driver and if I d have known you were going to come I’d have made sure you had a place to…”
“John its fine,” she interrupted happily,
“Just show me the way…” John led her to a deserted bus, clearly going to be a packed place, this bus had 12 bunks and a small seating area, and only one bunk, was left unclaimed. No matter as Seville just slid her luggage into the sleeping space, she’d deal with that later.
Well, Columbus would have been the next stop if they hadn’t had to pull over a million times to let Dustin pee....
“COME ON GUYS I GOTTA GOOO!” Dustin shouted
“You just went an hour ago,” Candace said frustrated, this should only be a three hour drive… and that’s if you go the speed limit. They were only half way there and it had been two and half hours!
“It’s NOT MY FUCKING FAULT I GOTTA GO!”
“Oh I’ll make you go…” said Seville devilishly from beside him slowly raising her hand in a claw shape.
“Don’t even think about it Ville…I mean it, don’t do it…” Seville leaning in ever closer,
“I AM NOT AFRAID TO PEE ON YOU VILLE!” Dustin shouted screaming like a little girl. She couldn’t resist and went for the kill.
“AHHHAHH NOOOO!!” Dustin yelled, “VILLE ST...ST…STOP IT!” He managed to get out in between pained spurts of laughter.
Luckily for Dustin, Candace had taken pity on him and made Aaron, the bass player pull the van over, and just in time too. Dustin flung open the door and instantly began peeing on the tree nearest the van; only a few feet away form the door. No one inside the van could contain themselves. Unfortunately for Dustin, he had not bought anybody other than himself and Seville coffee that morning; Leaving all the guitar guys, Chris and Mike, and Aaron a little bitter.
So just as Dustin went to step back into the van Aaron decided that he should throw the car into gear. Dustin should have seen it coming,
“Come on Aaron knock it off …” Dustin said pissily
Seville, personally, could not even remember the last time she had laughed so hard.
“What? Do you want in the van? This van?” Mike shouted back as the van would halt just long enough for Dustin to attempt to get back in, then shoot forward a few yards.
“Hey weren’t you just saying how you wanted to get more exercise?” Chris added after Dustin’s fourth attempt to get in the van.
But just then luckily for Dustin, as Aaron had stopped the van, Dustin jumped in, Aaron too distracted by the laughter to try again.
Dustin looked like he might kill someone, but merely said, “Damn Chris you’re right I think I do need more exercise.” Dustin ended letting out a huge belch to show his extreme relaxation. Dustin sat back down next to Seville, who was still in hysterics, swearing to exact his revenge even if it was , “funny as all Hell”….
When they pulled up to the compound in awe…
“Holy shit….” Seville said slowly at the sight of the hundreds of tour buses lined up in the parking lot and at the hundreds of kids that they could see waiting just outside the gates to get in
“FUCK YEAH!” Candace shouted sticking her head out the window at the hundreds of fans they drove past to enter the lot. Seville had to give it to her she was made for this…and
Seville knew at that moment that this was going to be the best job ever.
The van pulled up to a halt at the side of a big black bus. Everyone piled out, as John, the bands manager casually strolled up saying, “Hey where have you guys been, I was starting to think I should sell your bus. You know there are bands that would kill to have that thing on this tour….”
“Well if Dustyn could freaking control his bladder…” Candace began,
“And what do you call not pissing all over the van when Seville attacked me!” Dusty interrupted defensively as he hopped out of the back seat.
“Yeah yeah yeah , cry about it kid….” mumbled Candace grabbing her bag from the front of the van and heading to unload the trailer they’d been pulling behind them.
“Now that’s a face I haven’t seen in a while,” John said as Seville jumped out of the back seat,
“JOHN BOY!” she said hugging him warmly. John may have been an older guy, but his age never slowed him down. he was a forty-year old lifer living the life, who never had any problem keeping up with the 20 years olds. In fact it was John that taught Seville to play guitar and got Dustin his first paying gig. John used to be the guy to talk to on the local scene but he eventually went all fancy and got into management so it was a lot harder to get together with him; in fact it had been three years since she had last spoken to him in person,
“Alright you guys ready to see your humble abode for the next three months?” John asked turning away from Seville to address the band who were engrossed in hacky sac.
“HELL YES!” Candace screamed enthusiastically, she was a screamer….I guess that’s why she made such a great front man… well front woman.
“Candace, I’m pretty sure you’re the only person I know who gets excited about living on a tour bus for three months with like six other people,” Chris added lifting his luggage from the van.
Even though it’s a hell of a lot better than a van a bus still equals itty bitty living space. After having let Candace and Dustin loose on the bus John pulled Seville aside,
“Oh yeah Ville, okay so here’s the deal, there’s not enough room on the bus for you to sleep here with the band but we’ve got a bus for all the other roadies that are touring and there’s room for you there,” John said quickly hoping that she wouldn’t care.
She didn’t,” no yeah that’s fine I wasn’t even expecting a bus!”
“Oh good, it’s just we didn’t know if we’d be having a tech and what with the band and the driver and if I d have known you were going to come I’d have made sure you had a place to…”
“John its fine,” she interrupted happily,
“Just show me the way…” John led her to a deserted bus, clearly going to be a packed place, this bus had 12 bunks and a small seating area, and only one bunk, was left unclaimed. No matter as Seville just slid her luggage into the sleeping space, she’d deal with that later.