Outdoor Santa Plastic

She left the bathroom head up and returned to her seat. By the way, she let out a smile that was meant to reassure her friend who looked at him worried.

They finished their breakfast, and Tom invited the girls to follow them outside the usual smoking cigarette after meals.
It was a beautiful day began, it was nearly eight hours, and already the sun warmed up the roofs of its gentle rays of September.

Yoko watched Tom trying to tell something to Terry, as she did not understand too much, he made grand gestures and spoke slowly, choosing his words.

Billy smiled with all his teeth watching his brother to the corner of his eye, his cigarette at the end of his perfectly manicured nails black he wore to his mouth from time to time.

They were behind the car park near the tour bus, or the world starve to make the return trip between the hotel and buses carrying shopping bags and all sorts of equipment. Yoko went

then realize how much they were on welfare, how they did everything, and how they did ... nothing.
All his people working for them, for them four of his young barely eighteen, so that every night they can play, popping crowd, yell to the girls all over Europe. Bill

crushed his cigarette between his fingers, dropping ash glowing on the ground, then looked at Yoko.

- are leaving soon ... "he said softly.
- Or this, "she replied, smiling. She had suddenly

a doubt, is what "they" and it included the Terry?

- Hamburg.

Yoko shuddered. Just the name of this city lit to death.

- Is ... "she hesitated, hoping that he guessed his question and respond as quickly as possible.
But he did nothing and was content to secure the amused.

- Is that ... uh ... we follow the tour? Yoko ended, almost trembling at the thought that his answer could be negative.
- Do you want follow the tour? Billy replied eyebrows raised.

Yoko's mouth split into a wide smile, the relief is almost read his face.
Billy laughed and surrounded it with one arm the shoulders of the girl. The leather of his jacket in contact with her skin made her shiver.

- You're welcome.

He threw his cigarette in one hand and crossed the doorstep without releasing Yoko, who rejoiced inwardly.

A half hour later, they were all on the bus while it quietly left the car park, hotel, Hanover.

Yoko sat on a bench in front and red to the landscape looked thoughtfully.
This feeling she knew, to leave a place when he was just starting to become familiar, not whether we will go back, go, leave memories on the road again and again.

She thought all the cities she had seen, all his memories, his road that was barely time to tame her, her friends, Bonnie.

Terry joined her.

- Hey I thought of something, we could make some money by selling our tickets for the concert in Hamburg if thou hast kept, "she whispered as if she was afraid that the understanding . They are expensive to resell the room!

Yoko smiled.

- could be. She knew they

had no money in his pockets and that if they were put out of the tour, they were in the shit.

- You know that Bonnie is a party with all our train tickets, how are we going to go when it's time to ...

She hesitated.

- ... To leave the group, ended Yoko, biting his lip look in a vacuum.

Terry nodded.

- I know my step. But do not it now, enjoy, look what you got access! We always managed to escape, this time will be no different!
- Yes, but other times ... there were always three.

throat Yoko is tied, she closed her eyes.

- Shit. She whispered.

Her friend passed his hand gently on his shoulder and gave him a comforting smile that was intended. Then she got up quickly.

- Meanwhile, I have a big fish to catch me, "she said, adjusting his red T-shirt at the chest and down his neck.

" Bitch" Yoko thought, smiling, looking away and get to the other side of the curtain.

Yoko had hardly slept the last two nights that were, moreover, was very alcoholic, and fatigue began to be felt sharply.
She fell asleep when the bus started down the highway.

When she awoke, she asked the young Ian was next to her what time it was.

- Eleven o'clock. replied the latter without leaving the PSP Eye.

Yoko passed his hand over his eyes and looked around.
Billy was sitting on another bench, a laptop in front of him on which he tapped slowly concentrated air and David hung the phone in front of a stack of paperwork spread out in front of the laptop Billy.

was calm. Yoko
got up and went looking for Terry. She crossed the compartment and when Bill pass, it looked up and smiled.

- What are you doing, "she asked softly, looking on the computer screen.
- I work for my classes ... "he replied with a small grimace.

The girl had almost forgotten that they had "only" eighteen years, and they were taking courses by correspondence.
She raised eyebrows in the direction of the young man pursued his way across the curtain of the berths.

She found the young bassist alone in the back, also on the phone.
He waved his hand in passing, then Yoko came down small stairs and found himself facing a small bright kitchen, there was a hob, microwave, refrigerator and small sink.
Opposite, a small table and a wide bench around in circles indicate the rear of the bus.

Yoko Terry found lying on the seat, her sweater over her shoulders, sleeping soundly, her head resting on the thigh of Tom.
He had a notebook open before him he seemed to read carefully.
When he saw her, he straightened up and smiled.

- Yoko Hi, you can not sleep?
- No ... I think David speaks too loudly on the phone, "she said.
- Oh, but you can take my berth, or that Bill if you want, it's much quieter in the middle ...
- No thank you is really nice but I do not really sleep. I can? she asked, pointing to the bench.

Tom shook his head quickly.

- Sure.

Yoko glanced at her friend.

- She sleeps long?
- One hour I think. You have not slept much huh, "said Tom with a wry smile.

Yoko chuckled.

- No, not really. I actually think it's been since we left France we have not really slept.

There was a silence.
Yoko looked into the void, she wanted to ask a ton of questions to the young man.
It crossed his hands behind his head, he had simply dreads tied with an elastic band or headband or cap, and light skin and perfectly sharp, piercing her lip gloss in the dark compartment, lit only by a lamp above the kitchen.

Tom stared at her as if he tried to read his thoughts. She tried to take casually.

- What you said to my brother he would have to run after you throughout the box last night? suddenly asked the young man, squinting.
- Uh ... "she hesitated.

She did not know what to say to Tom. The truth? But what if Bill did not want him to know ...

- He told me things wrong on my status ... "just a fan," she replied dryly.

The young man stepped forward and rested his arms folded across his table.

- Yoko, he began as if he wanted to confide that he had found the Holy Grail. ... Bill is someone really special, you know.

Yoko nodded. As if she had not noticed.

- Yes, she says, smiling softly.
- It is cold, it's his way of protecting itself from all that, the inaccessibility of its strength ... So do not want him if he can sometimes be hurtful. I know more than my heart, I know that your presence is acceptable to him ... You know, I'm not going to harass David for two days for you to stay on the tour ...

Yoko had a twinge of heart and feeling she had the morning at breakfast he said. The
palpitations, cold sweat and excitement, mixed with funk, stress and disgust itself.

- Is it already ...

She had no time to finish his sentence as a voice cut short.

- Is this what I have already repeated the young Billy that Yoko had absolutely no understanding off.

He was there on the first step of the stairs, his eyes reflecting makeup of fatigue.
He wore jeans, the same belt he had so sensually unwound the day before Yoko, and a T-shirt with black writing "Satan" in red above.
He wore a single ring, a heavy chain with a silver cross.

He stared at Terry's hair on the thigh of battle Tom.

- You've finished the task? asked his brother looked up to him.
- No. I let it go for now, you can take a look if you want ...

He passed the kitchen and looked for a can of Coke in the mini fridge, and sat down next to Yoko.
This inspired look a little harder to try to feel its odor.

The noise made by opening the bobbin Billy woke Terry. Her long blond hair covered her face as the thing hairy Adam's family, which caused the twins laugh. She spent
his hand to put back some order and then displayed a wide smile.

- When will we get there, asked her as a girl excited.
- An hour or two, "said Bill carrying the can to his lips.
- What is being done there, I think that your concert is tomorrow night ... Yoko asked.
- There's a few updates as to Hanover ... But we'll have time to walk. Hamburg is a beautiful city, "said Billy.

'Walking' thought Yoko.
She saw so much pain to walk in the street simply as "tourists".
She just could not imagine Bill in the street with her makeup, her hair, skulls and his horde of hysterical tracking it around like a wild beast, a little relaxed shopping.

- It's gonna be cool. Ended there, shaking his head, exactly the same smile as his brother stuck his lips.

" You can not imagine how a " Pensa Yoko smiling.