Unbound - The Wild Ride
Chapter 21
The guys were finally showered, packed and ready to head out by midnight; ready for the 559.76 mile drive to Casper, Wyoming. The show in Casper wasn’t until the next day, so we had a full day to goof around and check out some local sites. It would be around 9 AM when we arrived, which was the perfect amount of sleep time to gear us up for the day…if only we would go to sleep…
Michelle and I were already changed into our pajamas before the guys even got on the bus. We sat at the small dining table in the front of the bus chatting and playing cards, trying to sober up a little.
“Do you know when the rest of the girls are coming out?” I asked, taking a sip of hot tea.
“I think I heard Zacky say that they were flying out to meet us at the stop in Fargo,” she answered. “You think the bus is crowded now, wait ‘til the whole crowd is shoved on here.”
One by one, the guys filtered onto the bus. They looked exhausted from their first show. It usually took them about a week until their stamina was up to par for the rest of the tour. No matter what, they gave all they had at every show they did.
“Wow, this SO looks like a rock star bus,” Brian teased as he slid into the bench seat next to Michelle, throwing his arm around her shoulders. “People think we have strippers in here, naked people everywhere, fucking, drinking. But no! We have two old hens in their pajamas playing Gin,” he teased.
“Shut up,” Michelle laughed and playfully thumped Brian’s forehead with the palm of her hand.
“You could always sex it up and play strip Gin,” Matt upped the ante.
“You suck at Gin!” I looked up at him. “We’d have you naked in five minutes.”
“Who said anything about me playing? We’ll sit and watch the pros,” he winked innocently.
“I say we play something a little more…interesting,” Jimmy wiggled his eyebrows as he stretched his arms high in the air. “Everybody to the back!” his right arm fell out straight in front of him with his finger pointing to the rear of the bus.
The seven of us followed his lead and went to sit in the back lounge of the bus when Jimmy announced his bright idea was to play a drinking game called California Kings. A large red cup sat on a table in the middle of us with an entire deck of cards spread around it.
“Alright, who draws first?” Zacky asked as he got comfortable on the floor around the table with everyone else.
“It was Jimmy’s idea, so I say we make him start,” Matt nodded at Jimmy.
“Fine…I’m not scared,” Jimmy laughed and reached his hand out to draw a card. “Nice, a Queen. Ladies drink!!!”
Michelle and I grumbled as we looked at each other. “I think we might be off to a bad start,” I teased, I took my drink of Jack Daniels, choking slightly before looking to Michelle.
“Ugh,” she shivered after taking her drink and placing it back on the table. “Couldn’t we have used vodka instead?”
“Vodka’s too easy,” Johnny poked her arm.
Michelle just sneered and playfully poked her tongue out at him. “Your turn baby,” she nudged Brian to draw a card.
Brian rubbed his hands together greedily before deciding on a card. “Ah, rhyme time! I got a 9. I have a huge cock.”
“Rock,” Michelle rhyming the last word of the sentence, safe from a drink this round.
“Dock,” I chimed in.
“Block,” Matt answered easily.
“Crock,” Zacky continued.
“Clock,” Johnny looked to Jimmy.
Jimmy paused, looking around the table. “Fock,” he finally spat out, causing us all to cramp up with laughter.
“Nice try Jimbo!” I managed to speak in between roaring laughter.
“I’m a drummer, not a rhymer,” Jimmy laughed at himself as he took a sip from his cup.
“Obviously,” Zacky piped up.
“Shut the fuck up!” Jimmy playfully punched his shoulder and ruffled his hair.
Michelle hesitantly plucked a card from the deck, relieved when she pulled her card. “Red 6 of Hearts!!!”
Everyone groaned and took a drink except for Michelle, who could only chuckle in her good fortune.
“Pick a good one baby,” Matt gave me a grin as my turn had approached.
I reached to the pile and slowly drew my card closer to me. When the face value was visible, I quickly slapped my right thumb down on the table. Like lightning, everyone began slamming down their thumbs, except for Jimmy who had not been paying attention.
“Jimmmmmmmmmmmy!” I yelled. “Driiiiiiiiiiink!”
“God dammit!” he laughed. “This game is fucking rigged!!!” After his short lived tirade, he knocked back his sip. “Who shuffled these cards?”
The game continued on for another full two hours before everyone was either drunk beyond words, or so tired they couldn’t sit up anymore…and then there was Jimmy who was a little bit of both. He didn’t make it to his bunk, he just slept where he sat.
“Shouldn’t we help him to his bunk?” I tugged at Matt’s t-shirt. I couldn’t help but feel bad for him. The position he was in didn’t look comfortable in the slightest and I’m sure he’d have a serious neck cramp in the morning.
“Nah,” Matt gave me a playful grin. “He’s fine. Let’s go to bed baby,” he answered, grabbing me by my hip and pulling me towards the bunks.
Michelle and I were already changed into our pajamas before the guys even got on the bus. We sat at the small dining table in the front of the bus chatting and playing cards, trying to sober up a little.
“Do you know when the rest of the girls are coming out?” I asked, taking a sip of hot tea.
“I think I heard Zacky say that they were flying out to meet us at the stop in Fargo,” she answered. “You think the bus is crowded now, wait ‘til the whole crowd is shoved on here.”
One by one, the guys filtered onto the bus. They looked exhausted from their first show. It usually took them about a week until their stamina was up to par for the rest of the tour. No matter what, they gave all they had at every show they did.
“Wow, this SO looks like a rock star bus,” Brian teased as he slid into the bench seat next to Michelle, throwing his arm around her shoulders. “People think we have strippers in here, naked people everywhere, fucking, drinking. But no! We have two old hens in their pajamas playing Gin,” he teased.
“Shut up,” Michelle laughed and playfully thumped Brian’s forehead with the palm of her hand.
“You could always sex it up and play strip Gin,” Matt upped the ante.
“You suck at Gin!” I looked up at him. “We’d have you naked in five minutes.”
“Who said anything about me playing? We’ll sit and watch the pros,” he winked innocently.
“I say we play something a little more…interesting,” Jimmy wiggled his eyebrows as he stretched his arms high in the air. “Everybody to the back!” his right arm fell out straight in front of him with his finger pointing to the rear of the bus.
The seven of us followed his lead and went to sit in the back lounge of the bus when Jimmy announced his bright idea was to play a drinking game called California Kings. A large red cup sat on a table in the middle of us with an entire deck of cards spread around it.
“Alright, who draws first?” Zacky asked as he got comfortable on the floor around the table with everyone else.
“It was Jimmy’s idea, so I say we make him start,” Matt nodded at Jimmy.
“Fine…I’m not scared,” Jimmy laughed and reached his hand out to draw a card. “Nice, a Queen. Ladies drink!!!”
Michelle and I grumbled as we looked at each other. “I think we might be off to a bad start,” I teased, I took my drink of Jack Daniels, choking slightly before looking to Michelle.
“Ugh,” she shivered after taking her drink and placing it back on the table. “Couldn’t we have used vodka instead?”
“Vodka’s too easy,” Johnny poked her arm.
Michelle just sneered and playfully poked her tongue out at him. “Your turn baby,” she nudged Brian to draw a card.
Brian rubbed his hands together greedily before deciding on a card. “Ah, rhyme time! I got a 9. I have a huge cock.”
“Rock,” Michelle rhyming the last word of the sentence, safe from a drink this round.
“Dock,” I chimed in.
“Block,” Matt answered easily.
“Crock,” Zacky continued.
“Clock,” Johnny looked to Jimmy.
Jimmy paused, looking around the table. “Fock,” he finally spat out, causing us all to cramp up with laughter.
“Nice try Jimbo!” I managed to speak in between roaring laughter.
“I’m a drummer, not a rhymer,” Jimmy laughed at himself as he took a sip from his cup.
“Obviously,” Zacky piped up.
“Shut the fuck up!” Jimmy playfully punched his shoulder and ruffled his hair.
Michelle hesitantly plucked a card from the deck, relieved when she pulled her card. “Red 6 of Hearts!!!”
Everyone groaned and took a drink except for Michelle, who could only chuckle in her good fortune.
“Pick a good one baby,” Matt gave me a grin as my turn had approached.
I reached to the pile and slowly drew my card closer to me. When the face value was visible, I quickly slapped my right thumb down on the table. Like lightning, everyone began slamming down their thumbs, except for Jimmy who had not been paying attention.
“Jimmmmmmmmmmmy!” I yelled. “Driiiiiiiiiiink!”
“God dammit!” he laughed. “This game is fucking rigged!!!” After his short lived tirade, he knocked back his sip. “Who shuffled these cards?”
The game continued on for another full two hours before everyone was either drunk beyond words, or so tired they couldn’t sit up anymore…and then there was Jimmy who was a little bit of both. He didn’t make it to his bunk, he just slept where he sat.
“Shouldn’t we help him to his bunk?” I tugged at Matt’s t-shirt. I couldn’t help but feel bad for him. The position he was in didn’t look comfortable in the slightest and I’m sure he’d have a serious neck cramp in the morning.
“Nah,” Matt gave me a playful grin. “He’s fine. Let’s go to bed baby,” he answered, grabbing me by my hip and pulling me towards the bunks.
4/26/13