Wild Honey finally made their way to the back of the hotel and saw the bus. All of the girls, besides Scarlett, decided to finish loading their luggage. Hers had already been loaded by the bellboys. She decided, instead, the explore the bus.
That, she soon found out, was a mistake and earned her one of her biggest enemies and competitors. As she was looking to her left and going up the steps of the bus at the same time, she was knocked back down the steps and completely onto her back on the cement by someone.
That same somebody landed on her and was quite heavy, she discovered. "Oh my God!" a male voice shrieked. "You--you--you!!!" he sputtered angrily. After regaining her breath, Scarlett opened her eyes and saw a tall blonde kneeling next to her, trying to gather the scattered remains of his Nintendo64.
She lay on the ground, her head turned and her temper already flaring up from the minor incident and his rudeness. "I--I--I what?" Scarlett demanded. "You ruined my Nintendo! This is all your fault, you dumbass!!" the blonde yelled shrilly.
"Excuse me?" Scarlett said angrily. "All MY fault?! I don't think so Blondie! You were the one who came flying down the steps and knocked me flat on the ground with your fat ass!" The blonde's face turned a deep shade of red at her comment. He instantly got to his feet, and she followed his actions.
They stood for a moment, staring each other down, one set of eyes burning fiery blue and the other set blazing a bright hazel. "I am NOT fat!!" he screamed. "And you should have been watching where you were going!!!" Scarlett was about a foot shorter than him, but she made up for it with her fiery temper that matched her hair.
"What about you watching where you were going, Mr. High-and-Mighty?!" she retorted. "Don't you know who I am?" he demanded. "No, and I don't care who you are! You should still watch where you're going jerkoff!" Scarlett yelled. "Who are you anyway?" he asked snottily. "I'm Scarlett D'Angelo!" she snapped.
"And is that name supposed to mean something to me?" the boy asked even more snottily. "I'm a member of Wild Honey! We're opening for the Backstreet Boys!" Scarlett yelled. The blonde laughed in her face. She flushed the color of her name with fury. "I AM a Backstreet Boy," he laughed haughtily. "You're nothing compared to me."
"I HATE YOU! You--you--you fat-ass, dog-ugly jerkoff mother fucker!" Scarlett screamed, near tears. This had been the worst week of her life. And now she was stuck on a tourbus with this asshole. The tears overflowed as his eyes darkened angrily.
By now, all the members of both groups had come running and reached the scene just as he started to yell at her. "Look at you, you pussy! Can't even handle a yelling match without crying like a baby!" Kevin seized his arm and yanked him away from her. "NICK!!" he snapped sharply.
"What?" the insolent blonde demanded. "Stop it NOW or you're going to get media attention! That's not what anyone wants, so shut your damn mouth Carter!"
Scarlett shoved past Nick and Kevin and ran on the bus with tears running down her face. Angelique and C.C. flew after her. C.C. grabbed Nick's arm and yanked--hard. "What did you do to her?" she demanded angrily. "It was her fault!" Nick defended himself. "She ruined my Nintendo because she wasn't looking where she was going!" C.C.'s eyes snapped with anger at him. She brushed past him and boarded the bus.
"You got in a fight with a girl over a Nintendo Nick?!" Brian shrieked incredulously. He rushed onto the bus to see if the poor girl was okay. They all knew how bad Nick's temper could be. "God Frack, that was a big fuck up!" AJ said. Kevin glared at him and released his arm, climbing aboard the bus behind Brian.
The rest of the Boys glared at Nick and climbed on the bus as well. He shook his head, making his blonde hair fly, and thought about how bad he felt. He didn't even mean anything he had said. He was just upset because Mandy had just broken up with him. He trotted on the bus and looked sadly out the window as they pulled away from the hotel and traveled to their first destination.
