towards Jordan.
"You wanted to talk to me?"
"Yeah, about those guys. Take a seat."
"You saw that?" Her face dropped as she slumped in the seat next to him.
"I wanted to talk to you about them before I saw that. They shouldn't be on the bus."
"And I'm sure you never brought groupies along on your tour bus."
"Its different."
"How? Because I'm a girl? Are you saying that because I'm a girl I shouldn't have any fun? Maybe I should just stay at home and wait for Prince Charming while knitting a sweater."
"No, that's not what I meant."
"Then what?"
"They're just bad news, ok? I've seen guys like that. They're parasites."
"Well, they're my friends."
"Didn't look like that."
"Well..I.."
She didn't know what to say, but she didn't like that he was trying to control what she did. In her mind if she was a guy, Jude would've patted her on the back, not scolded her.
"Just be careful, Liv."
He got up and disappeared through the back door into the bedroom. She almost followed him in, ready to argue some more, but didn't know why. Having Ross and Mark on the bus was the last thing she wanted. Lucky had to get them off the bus. How Ross treated her before was reason enough, she just didn't know how to do it.
***
The sun was setting as the bus turned towards their hotel in Dallas. Surprised to see a bellhop standing outside in uniform, she wondered if they were at the right place.
"Stan, is this right?" She whispered to him over his shoulder as the bus hissed to a stop.
"That's right. We get to sleep first class tonight. The label arranges for the best hotel in the city when a tour member comes home."
"Home?" She turned around and looked down the rows of seats, as she tried to see if anyone looked more excited than usual. "Who's from Dallas?"
"Me! And I'm happy to be back. I think depending on the route, I might be from Chicago next time. Really nice hotels there." Stan winked at her as he opened the bus door.
Entering the hotel through the powered revolving door, Lucky couldn't believe how large and glamorous it was. She never traveled much before since her parents didn't have much money, so she wasn't used to seeing this kind of elegance.
The lobby was several stories high with glistening white marble floors, tall columns, and huge crystal chandeliers. In one corner a black baby grand piano sat in the middle of a lounge with several thickly upholstered chairs.
As Ross and Mark entered the hotel, Mark let out a low whistle. Kat bumped into Lucky as she came through the revolving door.
"Oops sorry Luck, you're supposed to keep walking after you exit the doors."
Lucky looked at her with surprise. She couldn't believe Kat would talk to her that way. Before she could say anything back, Kat had caught up to Ross and Mark and they headed to the bar.
"Fine they're on the bus, but they're not staying here are they?" Jordan asked, looping her arm through Lucky's to move her out of the way.
"No, no way. I really don't know what they're doing here, but I didn't think about that when I let them come on the bus. The label isn't paying for them, and I sure as hell aren't letting them in our room."
"Umm about that..."
"What?"
"Well only if you're ok with it, but I was thinking of spending the night with Dylan. Its just...geesh Lucky, look at this place. We'd never be able to afford anything like this on our own and well..."
"You don't have to tell me, I get it," Lucky said.
She heard the sound of Jude's boots thudding on the marble floor echo throughout the lobby and watched him go by. The muscles on his one arm bulged as he carried his duffle bag past them. Her heart skipped a beat.
"Since you guys have the night off, Dylan and I are going to have a real date. Our first date! I'm so excited!"
"I forgot how easy you were, putting out on the first date," she teased her.
"You're just jealous you big virgin!"
She was jealous. Not that Jordan had done it before or that she and Dylan would be together tonight.
"You wanted to talk to me?"
"Yeah, about those guys. Take a seat."
"You saw that?" Her face dropped as she slumped in the seat next to him.
"I wanted to talk to you about them before I saw that. They shouldn't be on the bus."
"And I'm sure you never brought groupies along on your tour bus."
"Its different."
"How? Because I'm a girl? Are you saying that because I'm a girl I shouldn't have any fun? Maybe I should just stay at home and wait for Prince Charming while knitting a sweater."
"No, that's not what I meant."
"Then what?"
"They're just bad news, ok? I've seen guys like that. They're parasites."
"Well, they're my friends."
"Didn't look like that."
"Well..I.."
She didn't know what to say, but she didn't like that he was trying to control what she did. In her mind if she was a guy, Jude would've patted her on the back, not scolded her.
"Just be careful, Liv."
He got up and disappeared through the back door into the bedroom. She almost followed him in, ready to argue some more, but didn't know why. Having Ross and Mark on the bus was the last thing she wanted. Lucky had to get them off the bus. How Ross treated her before was reason enough, she just didn't know how to do it.
***
The sun was setting as the bus turned towards their hotel in Dallas. Surprised to see a bellhop standing outside in uniform, she wondered if they were at the right place.
"Stan, is this right?" She whispered to him over his shoulder as the bus hissed to a stop.
"That's right. We get to sleep first class tonight. The label arranges for the best hotel in the city when a tour member comes home."
"Home?" She turned around and looked down the rows of seats, as she tried to see if anyone looked more excited than usual. "Who's from Dallas?"
"Me! And I'm happy to be back. I think depending on the route, I might be from Chicago next time. Really nice hotels there." Stan winked at her as he opened the bus door.
Entering the hotel through the powered revolving door, Lucky couldn't believe how large and glamorous it was. She never traveled much before since her parents didn't have much money, so she wasn't used to seeing this kind of elegance.
The lobby was several stories high with glistening white marble floors, tall columns, and huge crystal chandeliers. In one corner a black baby grand piano sat in the middle of a lounge with several thickly upholstered chairs.
As Ross and Mark entered the hotel, Mark let out a low whistle. Kat bumped into Lucky as she came through the revolving door.
"Oops sorry Luck, you're supposed to keep walking after you exit the doors."
Lucky looked at her with surprise. She couldn't believe Kat would talk to her that way. Before she could say anything back, Kat had caught up to Ross and Mark and they headed to the bar.
"Fine they're on the bus, but they're not staying here are they?" Jordan asked, looping her arm through Lucky's to move her out of the way.
"No, no way. I really don't know what they're doing here, but I didn't think about that when I let them come on the bus. The label isn't paying for them, and I sure as hell aren't letting them in our room."
"Umm about that..."
"What?"
"Well only if you're ok with it, but I was thinking of spending the night with Dylan. Its just...geesh Lucky, look at this place. We'd never be able to afford anything like this on our own and well..."
"You don't have to tell me, I get it," Lucky said.
She heard the sound of Jude's boots thudding on the marble floor echo throughout the lobby and watched him go by. The muscles on his one arm bulged as he carried his duffle bag past them. Her heart skipped a beat.
"Since you guys have the night off, Dylan and I are going to have a real date. Our first date! I'm so excited!"
"I forgot how easy you were, putting out on the first date," she teased her.
"You're just jealous you big virgin!"
She was jealous. Not that Jordan had done it before or that she and Dylan would be together tonight.
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