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“Joe I’m not a little kid! I can take care of myself, you don’t need to baby-

sit me!” “Minnie, whether you like it or not, I need to baby-sit you. Just

because your 19 and out of high school doesn’t mean you can take care of

yourself!” “Yes, I can. You think because I like to party and have fun you

need to baby-sit me?” I asked my older brother. “Minnie, I need to look

after you because I know how hard you party, and what fun is to you. Also,

mom and dad want me to watch you.” “Gosh! Fine, whatever. But if you

expect me to be all cool about this and not do anything while I’m on tour

with you guys, think again.” I said walking toward the tour bus. “Minnie,

don’t do anything dumb. Pete just signed Panic! At The Disco, and this is

their first tour, so don’t do anything dumb.” I turned around to face him.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” “You know what I mean. You always

flirt with guys on tour.” “So what, those boys are not off limits.” “Minnie,

don’t.” Joe said grabbing my arm and squeezing it. “Okay, okay. I won’t.” I

said. I knew I was lying. “Good.” Joe walked off with his bags along with

mine and went onto the tour bus. Having your older in a famous band isn’t

all its cut out to be. You would think my brother being in Fall Out Boy

would make him really fun and cool, but he’s really protective. I walked

towards Panic! At The Disco’s bus and walked in. I saw the lead guitarist,

who’s name I think was Ryan standing. “Hey.” I said smiling. He looked

over at me and smiled. “Your Minnuet right? Joe’s sister?” “Yeah, call me

Minnie. Do you wanna take a walk?” I asked giving him a flirty smile.

“Yeah, sure.” He said smiling. He’s only like a year younger than me,

that’s not bad. “So, Ryan how you been?” I asked smiling. “Pretty good,

and you?” “Excellent. Ryan I was wondering if you wanted to-.” I didn’t

get to finish because Pete came running over. “Ryan, they need you,

something about the sound.” Said Pete. “Oh, okay. Sorry Minnie.” He said

walking away. “Great timing Pete.” I said sarcastically. “Of course.” He

said smiling. I started walking back to the busses. “Where you going?”

Pete asked me. “To find Brendon.” “I heard my name.” Said Brendon

coming out of the bus. “Hey Brendon, I was-” Pete interrupted me. “Um,

they need you, something about the sound.” “Oh ok., later guys.” Said

Brendon walking away. “Pete! Do you have to ruin everything?” I asked

walking away from the busses. “Only for you.” He said grinning.

* * * *

Pete and I were sitting on the curb outside of a coffee shop sipping on

coffee. “Minnie, can I ask you something?” “You just did you retard.”

“You know what I mean.” “Yeah, go ahead.” “Why do you always hook up

with guys?” He asked looking at me. “I don’t always hook up with them,

I’m not a slut, Pete. I don’t sleep with all of them.” I said standing up and

throwing away my empty cup. Pete got up and did the same. I started

walking away. “Minnie, wait. I didn’t say you were a slut.” “Yeah, sure.

You’re just like Joe, accusing me of being like that.” I said walking away

faster until we were in front of the busses. Pete grabbed my elbow and held

onto me, and made sure I couldn’t move. “Don’t say that. Your brother

loves you, he’s worried about you. We all are, Minnie. We all know how

you are.” “Thanks older brother. Tell me Pete, why is that you always flirt

with different girls at all of your shows?” I asked raising my eyebrows.

“When you figure out why you always hook up with different guys at

shows, I’ll tell you why I always flirt with different girls.” He said letting

go of me and walking onto the tour bus.

* * * *

We checked into a hotel that night. I was glad to be off the tour bus away

from everyone, including Pete. And I was also happy that I was in my own

room. Joe gave me a spare key to him and Pete’s room just in case I needed

something. I was so mad at Pete, it’s not any of his business why I hook up

with guys. Its not like I sleep with all of them, Pete’s the last person who

should be talking to me about stuff like that. It’s not like he’s a saint. But,

why am I stressing over why he always flirts with different girls at shows.

Its not any of my business, it’s not like I like him. Right? Wait, that’s a lie,

right? I don’t know. I remember the first time Joe introduced me to Pete, I

was pretty young, but I thought he was really cute. But that changed right

away after he opened his big mouth, he was so cocky. But it was kind of

hot. Maybe, a part of me still likes Pete, I think so. Maybe I should go see

him now, I know he’s not in his room right now, he’s doing sound check. I

guess I should talk to him.

* * * *

I got out of the cab and paid the driver. I went inside the club where they

were playing and showed security my backstage pass to let me in. I looked

around for Pete. I ran into Patrick. “Hey, um, do you know where Pete is?”

“Uh yeah, in his dressing room. Why do you want to know?” “I just need

to talk to him.” I said with a smile. “Okay, keep going straight, then make a

left. First door on the right.” “Thanks.” “Yep.” I went toward his dressing

room. I opened the door. “Hey Pete, can I-” I didn’t finish my sentence

because I saw a blonde girl kissing Pete. “Oh, sorry.” Pete looked at me.

“Minnie! No wait!” But I was already running down the corridor and out

the club before he even stepped out of his dressing room.

* * * *

I was sleeping in my hotel room when I heard my cell phone go off again. I

looked at the caller ID, it was Pete, he’s already left me about 3

voicemails. But I didn’t call him back, I didn’t even listen to them, I just

deleted them. I don’t feel like hearing his mouth right now. Or anyone

else’s. Joe had been knocking on my door for like 15 minutes, telling me

to go the show. But I didn’t answer the door, and eventually he left. I got

up and looked at my phone to see what time it was. It was 8:30, the show

started at 9. If Pete could mess around with random girls, then I could

mess with random guys.

* * * *

I was sitting at the bar, watching the show. Pete was doing his usual thing

and occasionally he would look at me from the stage. I just pretended I

didn’t notice. I felt a tap on my shoulder. “Jordan!” I said standing up and

hugging him. Jordan was actually a friend of Joe’s, but I knew him to.

“Wow, look at you. All grown up.” He said twirling me around. “Damn

straight.” I said smiling. “How old are you now?” He asked me. “19.”

“Wow, you grew up nicely. How about I buy you a drink?” “Sure. You

don‘t mind?” “No, it’s not like anyone is going to find out.” Jordan and I

continued to talk, even after the show was done. I was pretty drunk by then.

I was leaning on him to hear what he was saying, and I had my hand on his

leg. I giggled flirtatiously at almost everything he said. “Hey, do you

wanna get out of here?” I asked smiling. “Yeah, sure.” He said.

* * * *

Jordan pushed me against the door and continued to kiss and suck on my

neck. I managed to get the door open and we stumbled inside, eager to have

each other. Jordan kicked the door close. “Why do you have two bed’s in

your room?” He asked. “I don’t know, who cares.” I said as I lifted up his

shirt over his head. “I’ve wanted you for so long Minnie.” He said as he

took off my shirt and threw it on the floor. We fell down on the bed, and

things continued to progress.

* * * *

I woke up in Jordan’s arms. I looked at my phone to see what time it was.

It was 1 AM. I got up and put on my bra and underwear and put my clothes

back on. Then I went to the bathroom to use it. I came back and Jordan was

awake. “Hey.” I said smiling. He pulled me down with him and kissed me.

“You are great.” He said smiling. I started laughing. I could tell I was still

a little drunk. “You weren’t too bad yourself.” I said laughing. He kissed

me. That’s when the door to the room opened and the lights turned on.

“What the hell is this?” Asked Joe. “Joe, what the hell are you doing in

here?” “This is me and Pete’s room.” I slapped my forehead. I forgot, I had

his key in my purse, I must’ve gotten the rooms confused. “Jordan? Did

you fuck my sister?!” Joe asked coming toward Jordan. Pete held him

back. “Joe, it’s not a big deal.” I said. “Did you get her drunk to?!” Joe

asked. I looked over at Pete, he looked hurt for some reason. “Pete, get

Minnie out of here.” Said Joe. “Um, I’ll see ya around Minnie.” Said

Jordan as he grabbed his clothes and ran out the door. Pete picked me up

and carried me to my room. I don’t know why, but I started to cry. Pete

opened my door, I got him to release me from his grasp and walked out

onto the balcony. I buried my face in my hand’s. I heard Pete come next to

me. “I am a slut.” I said. “No, you’re not, Minnie.” He said taking my

hands away from my face and making me look at him. “Minnie, why did

you get so upset when you saw me and that girl.” “It doesn’t matter Pete,

why don’t you just leave me to go with her?” I said looking away from

him. “Minnie, she kissed me. When you walked in I was about to push her

away. It was all just bad timing.” He said making me look back at him.

“Oh.” “Minnie, you never answered my question. Why did you get so

upset?” “Because, Pete.” “Because why?” “Because I like you Pete! That’s

why! I didn’t realize how much until I saw you with that girl, kissing her. It

hurt. I think.....I think that’s why I’m always hooking up with guys. B-

Because of you.” I said as tears fell from my eyes. “Minnie, the only reason

I would always flirt with those girls, was to make you jealous. Looks like

both or our plans backfired.” He said smiling. “Not yours. It worked

perfectly.” I said wiping my tears away. “Don’t cry, Minnie.” He leaned in

slowly and kissed me, and I kissed back. I wrapped my arms around his

neck and he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to

him. We both pulled away. “Pete, I’m in love with you.” I said looking into

his eyes. “I’m in love with you to, Minnie.”

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