Life's A Riot.
Thirty Two.
JC POV.
I stretched, yawning as I made myself a coffee. I needed caffeine. Badly.
“Yo JC, bring me a packet of chips will ya?” Called Matt from further down the tour bus. Sighing, I opened the cupboard and grabbed a bag of chips for him, before wondering down to where the guys were sat chilling out. I threw the bag of chips at Matt, who was looking the other way.
“Yo Matt, think fast!” I yelled as I released the bag. He turned round in time to get hit in the face by the bag. We all cracked up laughing.
“Thanks for that J.” I just grinned and saluted him with my mug as I sat down in the only available seat; between Johnny and Syn. I raised an eyebrow at the film that they were watching and shook my head, turning my attention to my brother.
“X-Men 3?? Really?”
“It’s good.” He protested.
“The first one is better, and more realistic.”
“As realistic as a movie about mutants can be.” Added Syn, I turned my head to give him a look.
“Shh now.”
“How about we create a compromise and you chose the next film?” Suggested Matt. I sighed in defeat.
“Fine. Whatever.” I agreed, taking a large gulp of my coffee.
~*~
“The effects are awesome!”
“Awesome effects or not, people are not meant to flake away like burnt paper when they’re killed!” I argued, locked in a glaring competition with my brother.
“They were vaporised, hence the flaking!”
“Technically they were psychically destroyed. Or should that be melted?” Interrupted Syn. Me and Johnny both turned our glares on him.
“Shut up!” We snapped simultaneously. From his seat, Zacky started to snigger.
“Look at it logically; the whole of the third film is seriously flawed.” Johnny opened his mouth to respond but Matt cut him off.
“Ok, let’s just chill out. It’s only a film. JC what film do you want to watch?” I turned my attention to Matt, deciding that it would be better for all of us if mine and Johnny’s debate ended now.
“Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince.” Next to me Johnny took a breath in to comment on my film choice. I turned my look on him.
“Do you really want to start a debate with her over Harry Potter?” Asked Syn, leaning back so that he could look at my brother. Johnny paused, mouth open, before letting his breath out and shutting his mouth.
“Not really, no.” I grinned and patted his arm affectionately.
“Good boy, I’ve trained you well.”
~*~
“Snape, Snape, Serverus Snape.” I sang as a scene with Snape in it played out on the TV. I’d been doing it every time that Snape, Ron, Dumbledore, Hermione, Harry or Voldemort came on screen throughout the entire film. Matt and Zacky were barely controlling their snickering, Johnny had covered his face with his hands and Syn couldn’t look at me without laughing. Dumbledore walked onscreen, I grinned happily.
“DUMBLEDORE!” I added, complete with arm movements. That set everyone off, including my brother. Eventually I managed to calm down enough to breathe. “Oh dear, gotta love a bit of Potter Puppet Pals.” I sighed, trying not to laugh again. Johnny snorted next to me.
“You are the dorkiest 25 year old that I know.”
“I believe that you were missing the word ‘coolest’ from that sentence.” I replied grinning. Johnny just rolled his eyes.
“Yes, cool, that definitely sums you up sis.” I glared at him again, before leaping on top of him. We both fell off the couch, creating the start of a massive bundle. Oh yes, we were so totally cool. And mature. We were very mature.
~*~
Somehow, we managed to regain some order and ended up watching a “sensible film that will not send JC into a childish state of mind.” – in Matt’s words. The film ended up being A Kingdom of Heaven. It wasn’t long into the film that Syn pulled ‘the move’ on me. I gave him a look that told him that I knew exactly what he was doing, but let his arm stay on the sofa behind me. About five minutes later he slipped it down, around my shoulders. He smirked when I gave him another look. I yawned, God I was so tired. It was about 2 AM.
“Just relax Cait, no-one’s going to care.” Murmured Syn softly in my ear. It took me ten minutes to build up the courage to move and lean into him, resting my head on his shoulder. Slowly, I began to fade into sleep. I vaguely aware of someone moving, but couldn’t be assed to open my eyes.
“It’s alright dude, I got her.” I couldn’t figure out who it was. I felt myself being carried, grumbling, I snuggled in closer to whoever was carrying me. I was starting to fall back asleep when I began to move again. I felt myself sink into my bed. I moved to sit up, but a hand on my shoulder stopped me. “Shh, Cait, just go to sleep angel.” Whispered Syn quietly. A pair of lips brushed against my forehead before the curtains were pulled closed. I slipped back into sleep, smiling.
I stretched, yawning as I made myself a coffee. I needed caffeine. Badly.
“Yo JC, bring me a packet of chips will ya?” Called Matt from further down the tour bus. Sighing, I opened the cupboard and grabbed a bag of chips for him, before wondering down to where the guys were sat chilling out. I threw the bag of chips at Matt, who was looking the other way.
“Yo Matt, think fast!” I yelled as I released the bag. He turned round in time to get hit in the face by the bag. We all cracked up laughing.
“Thanks for that J.” I just grinned and saluted him with my mug as I sat down in the only available seat; between Johnny and Syn. I raised an eyebrow at the film that they were watching and shook my head, turning my attention to my brother.
“X-Men 3?? Really?”
“It’s good.” He protested.
“The first one is better, and more realistic.”
“As realistic as a movie about mutants can be.” Added Syn, I turned my head to give him a look.
“Shh now.”
“How about we create a compromise and you chose the next film?” Suggested Matt. I sighed in defeat.
“Fine. Whatever.” I agreed, taking a large gulp of my coffee.
~*~
“The effects are awesome!”
“Awesome effects or not, people are not meant to flake away like burnt paper when they’re killed!” I argued, locked in a glaring competition with my brother.
“They were vaporised, hence the flaking!”
“Technically they were psychically destroyed. Or should that be melted?” Interrupted Syn. Me and Johnny both turned our glares on him.
“Shut up!” We snapped simultaneously. From his seat, Zacky started to snigger.
“Look at it logically; the whole of the third film is seriously flawed.” Johnny opened his mouth to respond but Matt cut him off.
“Ok, let’s just chill out. It’s only a film. JC what film do you want to watch?” I turned my attention to Matt, deciding that it would be better for all of us if mine and Johnny’s debate ended now.
“Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince.” Next to me Johnny took a breath in to comment on my film choice. I turned my look on him.
“Do you really want to start a debate with her over Harry Potter?” Asked Syn, leaning back so that he could look at my brother. Johnny paused, mouth open, before letting his breath out and shutting his mouth.
“Not really, no.” I grinned and patted his arm affectionately.
“Good boy, I’ve trained you well.”
~*~
“Snape, Snape, Serverus Snape.” I sang as a scene with Snape in it played out on the TV. I’d been doing it every time that Snape, Ron, Dumbledore, Hermione, Harry or Voldemort came on screen throughout the entire film. Matt and Zacky were barely controlling their snickering, Johnny had covered his face with his hands and Syn couldn’t look at me without laughing. Dumbledore walked onscreen, I grinned happily.
“DUMBLEDORE!” I added, complete with arm movements. That set everyone off, including my brother. Eventually I managed to calm down enough to breathe. “Oh dear, gotta love a bit of Potter Puppet Pals.” I sighed, trying not to laugh again. Johnny snorted next to me.
“You are the dorkiest 25 year old that I know.”
“I believe that you were missing the word ‘coolest’ from that sentence.” I replied grinning. Johnny just rolled his eyes.
“Yes, cool, that definitely sums you up sis.” I glared at him again, before leaping on top of him. We both fell off the couch, creating the start of a massive bundle. Oh yes, we were so totally cool. And mature. We were very mature.
~*~
Somehow, we managed to regain some order and ended up watching a “sensible film that will not send JC into a childish state of mind.” – in Matt’s words. The film ended up being A Kingdom of Heaven. It wasn’t long into the film that Syn pulled ‘the move’ on me. I gave him a look that told him that I knew exactly what he was doing, but let his arm stay on the sofa behind me. About five minutes later he slipped it down, around my shoulders. He smirked when I gave him another look. I yawned, God I was so tired. It was about 2 AM.
“Just relax Cait, no-one’s going to care.” Murmured Syn softly in my ear. It took me ten minutes to build up the courage to move and lean into him, resting my head on his shoulder. Slowly, I began to fade into sleep. I vaguely aware of someone moving, but couldn’t be assed to open my eyes.
“It’s alright dude, I got her.” I couldn’t figure out who it was. I felt myself being carried, grumbling, I snuggled in closer to whoever was carrying me. I was starting to fall back asleep when I began to move again. I felt myself sink into my bed. I moved to sit up, but a hand on my shoulder stopped me. “Shh, Cait, just go to sleep angel.” Whispered Syn quietly. A pair of lips brushed against my forehead before the curtains were pulled closed. I slipped back into sleep, smiling.
7/16/13