Chapter 6
"Mackenzie! Wake up!"
"I had the weirdest dream. I was stuck in the -"
I looked up seeing that everything that happened yesterday was real. The boys were all looking at me and I groaned.
"It wasn't a dream?" I asked.
"Sorry sweetheart, but you're still stuck with us." Brad says with a smile.
I rolled my eyes and got up. But I noticed that the bus has stopped.
"We're here?"
"Yup. We're going to get to the hotel." Tristan says.
I gapped at them. Were they insane? If any of their fans see me with them then I'm toast.
"Are you sure that's the best plan? To just walk right in? You guys plus me? I mean come on. Your fans might get the wrong idea, if you know what I mean." I say but whispered the last part.
"Really?" Brad asked.
"You know what she's right. We need to think of a plan." James says.
We all started to think long and hard.
"Any ideas?" I asked.
"We can always go through the back of the hotel." Connor says.
We all looked him.
"What?" He asked.
"Actually, that might work." James says.
So we asked the driver to take us to the back of the hotel. I peeked out the window and there were thousands of fans. I was surprised. This is just like VidCon all over again.
We opened the door of the bus and I went out first. I saw the door and I signaled the boys to come down.
I tried to open the back door and of course, no surprise there. It was locked. Great!
"It's locked." I say banging my head at the door, slightly.
We looked around and we were near an alley. So there were dumpsters around us.
Then something caught my eye. There was a box and in that box were costumes. I called the boys over.
"We got some costumes over here." I say.
"A cow boy hat, rapper's out fit? A used fake mustache, an old woman's dress, a top hat with a suit. "
Then there was a dog mascot beside those costumes.
"This will do!" I say.
We all grabbed the costumes and Brad ended up having the mascot.
We all got changed by putting the costumes over the clothes we were wearing.
I wore the old woman's dress with a beach hat. James got the cowboy costume. Tristan went for the magician and mustache look. While Connor preferred the rapper look. And Brad, well Brad had the dog mascot.
"It's bloody hot in here!" he complained.
I laughed. "If only I had my phone!"
"You have to put the head piece on!" I said.
"Fine! I can't believe you guys are agreeing to make me wear this." He says looking towards the three, who were trying to contain their laughter.
"Okay let's do this." I said.
We made their body guards go first if ever this plan epically fails. Once they were near the entrance, we waited for awhile then we asked the driver to drive up to the entrance so the fans would be distracted while we swiftly sneak past them.
So the plan was actually working better than I thought.
"Act casually." James says.
"Yeah. Like wearing a mascot isn't casual." I say with a giggle.
"Oh shut up!" Brad says.
The fans barely noticed us and we easily walked past them and once we got to the lobby of the hotel we all let out a sigh of relief.
"Okay, we have to look for our manager. Greg."
"Oh okay." I say.
"Ah there he is." Tristan says as he points their manager out.
"Greg!" James called out.
He looked up from his phone and looked around. James signaled him and he squinted to see if it was really The Vamps.
He slowly approached us.
"I see your fashion senses are changing. Anyway, here's the room key. You guys better be down at the arena by 4:00."
He says to the boys and luckily he didn't really mind me because I was hiding behind the boys.
So we went to the hotel room and took out our costumes. When we all entered we were all in awe.
"This is amazing!" I say.
I saw the bed and I just flopped down on one of them. They were twin beds.
"So I dibs one of the beds." I say.
"We're gonna share one!" Connor and Tristan say as they raise their hands.
James and Brad stared at each other then...
"Not it!" They both said together.
"I get the bed! I'll share with Mackenzie." James says.
"No! But I want to share the bed! You can sleep on the floor." Brad says with a smirk.
Then they started arguing.
"Boys, boys, boys! There's only one way to settle this." I say.
Brad and James both brought their fists up as if they were ready to punch each other, but before they did anything serious I stopped them.
"Oh My God! No! That's not what I meant! Geez. Don't you know violence doesn't solve anything? Get your heads together!" I sighed and pretended to fix my shirt.
"On three." James says.
"Rock, paper, scissors. Shoot!"
James won with scissors. I laughed and slung my arm around Brad's shoulder.
"I guess you'll be sleeping on the floor tonight!" I say.
"Oh haha. Very funny." Brad says and walks away.
I rolled my eyes and while waiting for time to pass we started watching a bit of TV, played games and even ordered room service.
"What time is it?" James asked.
"3:30." I say as I looked at the digital clock near the bed.
"Aren't we suppose to be at sound check?" He asked.
Everyone looked at each other and the boys started scattering around. I didn't know what was happening but I just sat there, watching them as they started to panic around the room.
"Where's my shoe?" Tristan asked as he started to look for the other pair of sneakers that he was wearing.
"Did I leave my jacket on the bus?" James asked to no one in particular.
"Where is my bloody sock?" Brad shouted.
"Get the bags!" Connor shouted as he frantically ran around the room.
I laughed at their misery. But my laugh was louder than expected. So they all stopped what they were doing and looked at me again.
"Are you just gonna sit there and not help us?" Brad asked as he tried to slip on his shoe.
"Yeah. Pretty much." I say with a smirk.
Then they started panicking again. I laughed even harder.
"Oh and Brad." I started.
"What?" He asked with an annoyed tone.
"Your sock is there." I say as I pointed to the other pair on the bed.
"Right. Thanks." He says and grabs it.
"Tristan, your shoe is under the desk."
"James. You were just wearing the jacket the whole time."
"And Connor. We didn't bring any bags."
I pointed out and they gaped at me with shock. Yeah, that's how I do.
"You're welcome." I said with a wink.
Yeah that's how I roll. I'm pretty awesome that way.
:) :) :)
5th chapter!
Yay! Hope you're liking the story so far.
P.S. I know 'Greg' isn't the name of their manager, it's Joe, but I wanted to change his name for certain reasons and you'll find out later on in the story ;)
^^^ Picture of Connor ^^^
~B.B
