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And I don't want the world to S E E me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
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♬ "Hayden...Hey, Hayden, wake up...wake up...WAKE UP!"Hayden's eyes flew open, and above her she saw Sam leaning over her, shaking her awake. Blinking a few times to shake the fog of her dream away. "Mmm, what izzit?" she mumbled, sitting up on her elbows sleepily. Sam had moved and was rummaging through her duffel bag while she replied, "About 8:30. We needed to wake up early if we were going to keep the bus in site. Ah-ha! Lucky us we were the same size clothes." Sam pulled out a pair of skinny jeans and this gorgeous blue top Hayden loved so much. Thrusting them to her, Sam pulled out her own clothes and opened the truck door. "You can wear this. Hurry up, we can change in the gas station." Hayden rubbed her eyes as she gathered the garments and stumbled out the passenger door to follow Sam, who was holding the door open across the lot. The two girls walked into the small store and searched through the aisles for the restroom. The woman at the register pointed to the back corner with a lazy thumb, and they ran inside. The walls were tile, but they looked slimy, and the light made the scene look sickly. "Ew...Are we really changing in here?" Hayden complained, keeping her distance from the walls. Sam, who was cautiously entering a stall shrugged. "Do you know anywhere else we could go? This is closest, and if we don't want to lose the bus we've gotta hurry." Hayden sighed, but tiptoed around some toilet paper lying around into the only other stall and shed her clothes. She pulled on the jeans and hopped around a bit, trying to get the zipper done. When she'd finally zipped them up, Hayden looked disbelievingly over at the wall to the stall with Sam and said, "Are you sure we wear the same size pants? God, you're like a stick!" Sam just laughed, and Hayden pulled the shirt on and stepped out and waited, warily eyeing the dirty walls.
♬ On the way out, Sam bought a box of doughnuts for breakfast. In the truck, she offered Hayden some, and she took a chocolate and sprinkled one, chomping down greedily. She was starved. "Okey, we'ff got time ta kill. It'ch 8:40, an effen rockstrars dun wake up thisth early," Sam said through her doughnut. "Well, I want to check my facebook, did you bring your laptop?" Hayden asked, carefully swallowing before speaking. "Naw, but my phone goes online." Sam pulled her cell out of her bag and handed it to Hayden. Hayden finished her doughnut before picking it up and surfing the net. First she checked her facebook, then her email, then Sam's email. That took all of five minutes, since no one messaged her on facebook and there was only junk mail in her inbox. "Hey, do you have music up here?" she asked boredly. "No, I just go to youtube and listen for free." Hayden nodded and when the phone loaded youtube's homepage, she was about to type in 'Say Anything' in the search bar, but the most watched videos section caught her eye. The videos were titled 'Life on the Road', number 12 and 13 were the most recent ones, uploaded within the last twenty minutes. Curious, Hayden decided to check it out.
♬ While the vid loaded, Hayden turned up the volume on the phone and scooted over so Sam could watch, too. The video started, and there was Matt Webb. Sam gasped excitedly, and Hayden rolled her eyes. "Helloooo adoring fans! This is 'Life on the Road, #12', brought to you by me! Matt!" Matt started, camera in shaking a bit in his hands. With a sly smile, Matt disappeared from view, and the room was visible. They were definitely in a hotel. "Aaaaaand this is Josh! Doesn't he look absolutely adooooorable when he's sleeping?" Hayden gaped, eyes wide. Yes, yes he did. Hey, Joooooosh. Wake up. The camera's on you my boooooyyyyy," and a passed out Josh was displayed, blue and black hair messed up so bad it was sexy. It was Hayden's turn to gasp. Flushing, she looked away, but curiosity couldn't keep her eyes away for long. Sam chuckled, and Hayden punched her arm to shush her. Josh had a dreamy smile on his face, and Hayden smiled, too, wondering what his dream was about. Then the smile vanished, and he rolled over and hid under his pillow. "**** off. I was having a good dream." Matt laughed and said, "Was it abooooouuut--?" conspiratorally, like he knew the answer before Josh threw the pillow at him. Hayden didn't pick up the joke, but was trying to not stare at Josh's bare back, all muscled and unclothed. She felt like a pervert. Then he rolled out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom, followed by Matt with the camera. "Ew." he said to his reflection. "What? He pointed to his hair with disgust, "This. Do you see this? Shitty morning hair." Matt just laughed and zoomed in on Josh's frustrated face as he tried to no avail to brush his hair straight. His face was so funny, it had Hayden and Sam holding their sides as they watched. Screw this," he said, and searched through his bags until he found and plugged in a flat iron. While he waited for the heat, Josh just sat on the counter and stared at the camera. "Your hair looks stupid" "Shut up. "Check it," Matt said, his finger shown pointing to the flat iron. "No, it'll be hot." "No, not yet. Touch it. It can't be hot yet." Matt insisted. Josh sighed and placed his hand between the ceramic plates and winced before snatching it back. "Ow! s**t. ****. Josh waved his hand around and blew on it, and Matt just laughed. So did Sam, but Hayden gave her a steely glare. "Got all of that," Matt teased, still laughing as Josh glared at him and pointed angrily to the door. "Go. Now." Matt left, camera still rolling, pointed at the floor. Matt sat down on his bed and pointed the camera at himself again. Smiling cheerfully, like he hadn't done anything wrong, he continued, "Don't worry 'bout him, my pretties. He's just grumpy 'cuz it's early." Sam grinned and giggled her girly-giggle, obviously happy because he said 'my pretties'. Hayden rolled her eyes again.
♬ The video cut off then, and Sam let out a disappointed 'Aawwww!' Hayden immediately went to video 13. They waited anxiously as the video loaded, and pressed their faces together to look closer at the phone's screen, fighting each other for a better look. The vid. started, and they were on the tour bus now, so Sam quickly started the truck up, just in case. The camera looked around for a bit before focusing on Josh again, who rolled his eyes and said, "Can't you go film Mike or Ian, or something?" Then did his fingers-through-hair number, Hayden came to recognize. The camera shook and Matt said "They aren't as interesting. They just sit around reading the newspaper. I seriously don't know how Allie can stand dating Ian. He's soooooooooo boring," which left Sam laughing and holding her sides again. Josh just shook his head before suddenly stuffing his hands in his pockets and stalking past Matt and the camera to the kitchen. "Y'know what I want? I want some coke." Hayden crinkled her nose and giggled. Coke in the morning? Well, everyone has their querks. Matt followed him, camera bouncing, into the kitchen, where Josh had a coke zero and was gulping it down. Ian, who was sitting at the table, crinkled his newspaper and said above it, "You're so weird," "Nothin' like a cold coke in the morning." Then Matt interjected. "But that's the way uh-huh, uh-huh they like him," and the camera shook as he danced around. Hayden stifled a laugh as Mike walked on camera. "Who likes Josh?" For some reason, Josh's eyes looked at the camera and widened. "Hayden" "The fans!" They said at the same time, and Josh spoke louder, but Matt was closer to the camera. Sam and Hayden gasped and turned and looked at each other. Hayden's face flushed a furious scarlet. "Oh...My...God..." she whispered, mortified. "The fans like Josh 'cause he likes to drink Coke in the morning?" Josh smiled uneasily and nodded before taking off back to his room. Matt sighed and the video cut off. Sam stared at the screen for a moment before turning to look at Hayden again. Hayden, face still red, was scrolling down to read the comments left underneath. None of them were nice. None. They all said things like, 'Who the **** is HAYDEN??' or 'Who is that b***h??', 'Who does she think she is?!' 'What the ****, she's probably just a skank!' and 'What is she to them??' Sam gaped at the comments in horror. "Don't pay attention to any of that, Hayden! They're just jealous of you, those crazy bitches..." she fumed, snatching her phone back from her poor friend and revving the engine. Hayden just gazed dazedly at her hands, shocked. Had she really been that obvious? Did he already know? And what was with that wary look Josh had when he escaped to his room? Was he disgusted? Hayden closed her eyes sadly and sighed softly.
♬ Sam, still angry, glared at the rearview mirror. Her eyes went wide, and she grabbed the clutch and yanked it into reverse and stepped on the gas, hard, startling Hayden. "Huh? Wha-?" But Sam ignored her, and pulled out of the lot in record time. When they pulled onto the main road, Hayden saw what was up, the tour bus had left the hotel, and they were tailing it again. Rolling her eyes, she stared out her window, wanting so badly to return home right then. Josh wouldn't want to see her again, that look he gave the camera at that moment said it all. She just wanted to disappear. But Sam kept driving after that damn bus! They turned off the main road and into a Starbuck's. "Hahaa...They really love their coffee, don't they?" Sam laughed, slowing down and turning into the car dealership a bit down the road. Hayden shot her an annoyed look, "I want to go home, ok. Can we turn around now? We've followed them to God-Knows-Where, where is this anyway? Let's just head home." Sam returned her gaze, "Pshhh, yeah right. I kidnapped you, and I'm still holding you hostage. So hand over your phone, now," she answered, holding her hand out expectingly. Hayden, grimacing, placed the cellular device in her hand and was about to hand over her iPod too, but Sam stopped her. "No no, Hayden. I'm a kidnapper, not a torturer. Keep the 'pod. Hayden shrugged, and turned to look at the Starbuck's, where three guys equipped with hats and sunglasses stepped out of the large bus and glanced around before running at top-speed into the store.
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When E V E R Y T H I N G 'S made to be broken
I just want you to K N O W who I am
