Warnings: None

Word Count: 1650

Author's Note: I don't have all that much say, aside from thank you again for all the support. Also the Chlorine music video? Legendary.

"You're leaving?" Matthew asked as you packed another shirt into your already stuffed suitcase.

"Yep."

"Where are you going?" he asked.

You stood up and brushed a bit of dust off your knees, "I already told you where I'm going. I got a job as a touring photographer for a local band."

"Are you sure this is safe? I mean you met these guys... when did you meet them?"

You rolled your eyes, "Matt, would you stop acting like you suddenly care about me? You've done absolutely nothing but make my life miserable for the last three weeks and now that I'm actually doing something to make myself happy, you're acting like I'm going insane."

"You're going on tour with two guys that you barely know. Doesn't that seem a bit, I don't know, weird?"

He followed you as you walked into the office and grabbed a couple cables for your camera and laptop. It was the same thing that he had been doing since he got home from work and saw you packing.

"Just stop, Matt. My life doesn't affect you anymore, so stop acting like it does."

"Yeah, but your parents would kill me if I let something happen to you."

You finally stopped what you were doing and turned to face him, "Would you stop treating me like a child? I can make my own decisions. Besides, anything is better than having to spend another day here with you."

This finally got him to shut up. He sulked off to the bedroom, finally allowing you to finish packing in peace. Since you wouldn't be coming back to this apartment, you had to find a way to get every last one of your belongings into three suitcases. It was proving to be a bit of a challenge, but you didn't mind. You were just happy to be leaving.

Tyler and Josh arrived right at six. You opened the door and invited them inside while you finished tying up your shoes and packing up the last few things that you had almost forgotten. Matthew appeared out of the bedroom to see what was going on. His eyes went wide as he spotted Tyler and Josh just inside the door.

"You must be Matthew," Josh smiled.

Matthew nodded slowly and turned to look at you. You smiled innocently.

"So, this is who you're going on tour with?" Matthew asked.

"Yep, this is Tyler and Josh," you said, gesturing to each of them.

"Nice to meet you," Matthew smiled.

"I wish I could say the same," Tyler said, causing you to quickly shoot him a look. Beside him, Josh was trying his hardest not to laugh.

"Do you need help with your stuff?" Josh asked.

"Yeah, actually. If you could each take a suitcase, that would help a lot."

The boys walked over and each took a suitcase before walking out into the hall. Matthew stood frozen in place, watching as everything unfolded. You stood up and grabbed the final suitcase.

"This is it," you said to him.

"Bye, I guess," he shrugged.

You walked over to the door, resting one hand on the knob, "Oh yeah, one more thing."

"What?"

"Please never contact me again," you said before closing the door and walking out into the hall.

Tyler and Josh were waiting for you in the hall, so you fell into step with them.

The tour bus was parked on the street outside, taking up more space than was legal, you were pretty sure. Josh walked up and put in the code on the door.

"4579, remember that," he said, pointing to you.

You nodded, repeating the number in your head a couple times. It would probably be a good idea to write that down somewhere. Josh opened the door and walked inside. Tyler gestured for you to follow, which you gladly did.

The inside of the tour bus was much nicer than you expected. There would be plenty of space for you to comfortably edit photos, which had been one of your main concerns. Plus the couch looked much comfier than the one in Matthew's apartment, which would be a nice added bonus.

"Alright, time for the tour," Josh smiled, setting your suitcase off to the side.

"Welcome to the main part of the tour bus," Tyler said, holding his arms out for added effect. "This is where we hang out, play games, and eat."

"It's really nice," you said, taking a moment to look around.

"Don't tell anybody else, but this is the super secret snack cupboard," Josh said.

He stood up on the couch and pulled open one of the cabinets. It was packed with various chips, cookies, and sugary drinks. Knowing the boys, they had probably gone to the grocery store last night and picked out tons of snacks on a whim, not that you were complaining.

"Shouldn't that be a bit more hidden?" you asked. "I feel like you can't really sneak any snacks without the whole tour bus knowing."

"Look around you," Tyler laughed. "Where else is it supposed to go?"

You turned, looking for any other more secretive spot that could possibly host all of their snacks. It seemed that every open space was already crammed full of supplies and other people's stuff.

"Yeah," you sighed. "I guess that is the only spot."

"Exactly," Josh said, closing the cabinet. "You'll get used to not having space soon enough."

You nodded. Tyler was already moving along, obviously eager to continue the tour.

"Here's our bathroom," Tyler said, smacking the door. "I advise using this as few times as you possibly can. It's a pain."

"Noted," you said.

"And back here are all the bunks," Josh said, pulling back a curtain.

"It's where we sleep when we aren't lucky enough to score a hotel room. Or if you need a little mid-day nap."

"I take a lot of those," Josh laughed.

"And this one here is yours!" Tyler grinned, pulling back the curtain on one of the middle bunks.

The boys had taken the liberty of covering the little walls of your bunk with dozens of printed out pictures of the two of them. They both started cracking up as soon as they saw the disappointed look on your face.

"Another thing to be aware of, there are lots of pranks on the tour bus," Josh grinned.

"I should have expected that," you sighed.

"Plus you get to deal with Josh below you and me above you," Tyler explained. "And then that's it! That's our tour bus."

"It's really nice," you nodded. "I won't mind spending the next few months here."

Josh laughed, "You'll get tired of it pretty quickly. Hotel beds will start to feel like heaven."

"That's hard to believe, but I'll take your word for it."

Tyler's phone began to ring, so he stepped off the tour bus. You and Josh walked over to the couch and sat down.

"Are you excited?" he asked.

"Oh yeah," you smiled. "This is going to be amazing. The only concern I have is that I haven't really done photography at a concert before."

"We can run some lights and stuff for you at soundcheck tomorrow. That way you can get the hang of it before the actual show."

"That's perfect! Thank you so much."

"It's no problem," Josh shrugged. "I'm excited to see the shots that you get."

You could feel yourself blushing a little bit at his compliment, "Thank you. I really hope that I don't let you guys down."

Josh shook his head, "You aren't going to let us down, Y/N. You have obvious talent."

You wanted to argue, but figured it was no use. Instead, you settled for a, "Thanks."

Tyler walked back onto the tour bus, phone still in hand.

"That was the tour manager. They want us to get going soon, so we should pack up."

Josh nodded and turned to you, "Time to learn how to lock up the bus."

You spent the next twenty minutes alternating between following Tyler and Josh. They showed you all the things that needed to be done before you left: securing the cabinets, packing up everybody's suitcases, and locking doors, among other things. It seemed like there was a million little things that needed to be done, but they explained that it wasn't as stressful when there were more people to help out.

"Now what?" you asked.

"We're waiting on a couple more people, and then it's time to leave," Josh smiled.

Your stomach twisted a bit when Josh said that, although you were pretty sure it was more excitement than nerves. There was so much of the country that you had yet to see, and now you were going to hit some of the biggest cities in a matter of months. It was hard for you to believe that just last week you had been on your ex's couch thinking that you would never even be able to get out of Ohio.

Ten minutes later, a whole crowd of new people arrived on the bus. Tyler and Josh introduced each of them to you, explaining exactly what it was that each of them was in charge of. You shook each of their hands and tried your best to put names to faces.

"Are we ready?" the bus driver called.

Tyler looked around at everyone, who nodded or put their thumbs up.

"We're ready!" he answered.

The engine roared to life, and before you knew it you were pulling away from the curb. You sat on the couch and looked out the window up at the apartment building that you had called home. Now you would never have to see it again.

"This is it," Josh said, taking a seat on the couch next to you. He leaned down to see what you were looking at.

"Yeah," you smiled. "This is it."