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On The Road Again	By : BlissGirl4Life Category: Reality TV > American Idol/Pop Idol Views: 1892 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 12: That’s Not Fair!
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As soon as we had a moment with Melinda, we took her aside and apologized to her. I had had to do enough apologizing on this damn tour to last me a lifetime.

Of course, before we could apologize to her, Melinda, being the sweet person that she is, apologized to us first.
“I am so sorry, guys! I should have knocked or something. It’s just that, after she did my hair, Amy told me to go find you guys so that she could do your hair and makeup. You two were the last she needed to do, and security said they had seen you arrive back a few moments ago. I figured you guys would just be unpacking. I had no idea that—” she blushed, cutting herself off.
“It’s all right. How were you to know?” Chris placed a hand over her shoulder.
She glanced down at it, and I knew she was picturing where that hand had been.
“Don’t worry; he washed his hands before coming over here, as did I.” I smirked despite the situation.
She blushed. “I wasn’t…”
Her trailing off told me that she was.
“So, have you guys, been a couple this whole time? Or were you just experimenting when I walked in, or what? That is, if you don’t mind me asking. I know it’s done of my business.” She blushed, and I felt sorry for the girl. At least she had the courtesy to acknowledge that it wasn’t her business.
“We have been dating since the show. We pretty much became more than just friends after that truth or dare game we played when Leslie dared me to kiss Chris,” I explained.
“So you enjoyed it even more than we thought you did.” Melinda smiled.
“Don’t tell me you guys suspected too,” I said, fighting a groan.
She shrugged. “We all did. Why do you think Leslie asked you to kiss him? We knew you both wanted it. However, you did a pretty good job of acting like it was just another kiss. Well, except for it lasting longer than necessary.” She winked at me.
I could hardly believe we were talking about this so nonchalantly. What happened to shy little Melinda?
“Well, I guess that would explain why the others didn’t seem all that shocked when they found out,” Chris stated.
This got Melinda’s attention. “The others know too?”
Chris nodded. “Jordin had the pleasure or not so pleasure—depending on how you wanna look at it—of walking in on Blake and I making out during the top nine week. A few weeks later, Sanjaya flat out asked Blake about it, and Blake told him the truth. Phil walked in on Blake and I um…getting intimate on the bus at the beginning of the tour. Gina, Haley, and Joe, found out when they thought what they were watching was mine and Blake’s documentary, but was really our…” He trailed off, blushing a bit.
“Your what?” Melinda asked quietly. I could tell she was intently waiting to hear how on earth the whole lot of them had found out about us.
Chris glanced at me.
“It was a sex tape, all right?” I whispered, leaning close so that nobody besides the three of us would be able to hear. I blushed. I hated having to tell her this. “And Jordin, Sanjaya, and Phil were watching it with them. Like Chris said, they had all thought they were about to watch our documentary.”
She covered her mouth. “You made a sex tape?” she asked from behind her hand.
“Blake wanted to make one for his birthday.” Chris explained.
“You wanted to make one too,” I reminded him. I was a little annoyed. Why was all this suddenly my fault?
“Oh my gosh. How embarrassing that must have been for you guys!”
“Ya think?” I asked, sarcastically.
Chris laughed. “It’s kind of funny if you think of it. Poor little Sanjaya picked it out of Blake’s bag; innocently thinking it was Blake’s and my documentary. They all thought they’d be watching that, and then, bam! Surprise, we’re naked and doing it.”
Melinda laughed too.
I, however, was not amused. I turned beat red. “Well I’m glad you can find some humor in the biggest embarrassment of my life!” I snapped. I was angrier with Chris than I was with Melinda. He was in the tape too. Why wasn’t he embarrassed? Was he happy that we had been caught and humiliated? And ‘poor little Sanjaya’? I still didn’t see how he was so innocent when going into my stuff and taking things out of my bag.
Neither Chris, nor Melinda seemed to notice my sarcasm.
“Well don’t worry. I won’t tell Sligh or LaKisha. It’s good to know I don’t have to keep it from the others that know though,” Melinda said.
Chris nodded. “It’s good to have someone to laugh with after all.”
Again, they both laughed.
“Are you guys going to just stand around and laugh, or are you going to actually do the sound check with the rest of us?” I snapped.
I walked on ahead without waiting for an answer.
“Oo, someone’s cranky,” I heard Melinda say quietly to Chris behind my back.
“Ah, he’s just touchy about the tape. He’ll get over it,” Chris told her.
I clenched my fists. It was nice to know my boyfriend cared. Some boyfriend.
B∞C

I didn’t know why Blake was so upset. Melinda didn’t hate us for walking in on us, and she promised not to tell Sligh or LaKisha. When you go through an embarrassing moment like Blake and I had gone through with our sex tape, you just had to laugh about it. You couldn’t let it embarrass you for the rest of your life. Blake really needed to lighten up. Besides, the way I figured, it was one less person we had to hide our relationship from. They were our friends. We shouldn’t have even tried to hide it from them to begin with.
Anyway, I brushed his attitude off and we did our sound check. Blake seemed all right after the sound check. That was the thing about Blake. He would go through is diva tantrum moment, and then it would be over just like that. So, I didn’t think much of it anymore, and I didn’t bring it up again.

The days passed, and we were kept busy with our shows. We had four shows in a row with no days off. We played at a series of State Fairs though, so it was fun.
One particular day was exceptionally fun. It was the day we went to the Missouri Sate fair. We had enough time before the show to enjoy the rides and food of the fair. In my opinion, those things were the best part of a fair.
Anyway, Blake and I went on rides with Jordin. I was glad she was along, because she always got Blake out of his funks.
We took turns on who sat with whom. I’d sit with Jordin on one ride, and then Blake would, and then finally, Blake and I would sit together on a ride.
After a bit, we went in one of the funhouses.
Jordin laughed when she walked past the funhouse mirrors. She faced a mirror and looked back at Blake and I. “Does this mirror make me look fat?”
We all cracked up.
“Oo, wait. Chris stand in front of it,” Blake ordered, gently pushing me towards the next mirror.
I stepped in front of it. “What?”
“Well, I was going to see if it could make your dick look bigger, but I see it’s one of the mirrors that makes you look smaller.”
I gasped, and Jordin covered her mouth and giggled.
“You get in front of the mirror!” I said, pushing him in front of it.
Blake shrugged. “It will just make me look average, since I’m already above average.”
“Keep telling yourself that. You know I’m bigger.” I walked over to the previous mirror and thrust my hips out towards it. It kind of worked, but you always have to be at just the right angle in those kinds of mirrors.
He came up behind me and pat my back. “Only in the mirrors, dude.”
By now, Jordin was laughing hysterically. “Okay, guys stop. You’re going to make me pee my pants. Minor in the room. I’m a good Christian girl, remember?” She smiled.
I shook my head and grinned as we headed onto the spinning disks that covered the floor. “He started it.” As I spun, I saw Blake smirk.
“I was just stating the truth,” he said.
“I never heard you complain about my size before,” I said.
I smiled at I just got a brief glance of Blake’s mouth dropping open before I was completely turned around. I stepped off to the next part of the funhouse. What? It wasn’t like there was anyone around to hear my comment to Blake. The rest of the funhouse occupants were still in the mirror section or even further back than that.
He didn’t say anything else until we got to the final part of the funhouse—the giant, spinning hamster wheel that was our only way out.
Jordin walked over it as if it were nothing. She then waited for us to come out. She brushed her hands together. “Piece of cake. No pun intended.” She winked at us.
Blake and I both rolled our eyes, but laughed nonetheless. We then got onto the wheel together. We tried to just walk right over it as she had, but the wheel jerked a little, and Blake and I both fell down onto our hands and knees.
Jordin laughed. “Having a problem, boys?”
“Shut up!” We both said, joking of course.
We attempted to stand up, but fell again.
By this time, Jordin was laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes. “Just walk off! It’s not that hard.”
“Do you need me to stop the wheel?” the guy running the wheel asked us.
“No!” Blake and I both snapped. I knew we both didn’t want our egos bruised anymore than they already were.
When Blake and I were just close enough for him to whisper in my ear, he did. “I was just joking back there. You know you’re the perfect size for me.”
I moaned, and climbed off the wheel. I stood up next to Jordin, smiling at Blake, who was now goofing off for the fans. I also think he wanted to make Jordin and I laugh.
Blake positioned himself like a hamster would on the wheel, and he began running it like a hamster. He had the little girls behind him roaring with laughter.
I shook my head and smiled. He was such a nut. It was times like these that I was reminded of why I loved him. Well, it was one of the many reasons why I loved him. He made me laugh.
“Get off the wheel and let other people get on it, you moron!” Jordin joked.
He did, grinning at us. “I can outrun a hamster any day.” He hiked up his pats.
I rolled my eyes. “You should come to the gym and work out like that with me. Maybe you could shed off some of those extra baby fat pounds,” I teased, patting his stomach.
She stuck his tongue out at me. “I prefer a different kind of workout.” I a flash, he had smacked my butt and run off to a little tent that was selling novelty items.
I gasped, and Jordin covered her mouth, laughing behind her hand and shaking her head.
I smiled, and shook my head too.
We then ran off to catch up with him.

B∞C

“Do you think I’m sexy?” I asked Jordin. I had just bought a pair of those fake Billy Bob teeth.
She laughed. “Oh yes, just ravishing! Did you get your teeth done? They look so much better than they did before.”
I nodded. “Yep! And insurance paid for all of it. I have a really good dentist. I didn’t feel any pain at all, and he didn’t even give me any Novocain.”
“Wow, you’ll have to give me his number,” Jordin said, still playing along.
Chris shook his head at us. “You guys both need serious help.”
“Oh come on, Richie. You know you find me incredibly sexy. You’re just jealous that you don’t have teeth like mine.”
“Oh yes. You got me. I’m just so jealous I can’t stand it,” he joked.
I took the teeth out of my mouth and handed them to him. “Try them on.”
He made a face. “And put your germs in my mouth? No thanks!”
“What’s the difference? I’m he puts more germs in your mouth than you would get with those teeth,” Jordin quipped. “And often, I’m sure.”
Chris and I both gasped.
“Why Jordin Sparks, I can not believe you just said that,” I said, placing a hand over my heart. I laughed. Had it been anyone but Jordin, I probably would have been annoyed at the crack, but coming from her, it was funny. Maybe it was because I knew she meant no harm by it.
Once he saw that I was laughing and throwing a fit over it, Chris laughed too. “All right, you’ve made your point,” he said to Jordin. He put the teeth in.
“Totally sexy. Even sexier than Blake,” Jordin quipped.
“Hey!” I pouted. “I still think I’m sexier, but you do look pretty damn sexy,” I agreed.
Chris grinned. “I’m gonna walk out with these. Dare me?”
Jordin and I both nodded. “I dare ya!” we said in unison.
So he did. He and Jordin walked out, and I walked with them, just shaking my head. He really was adorable. Not that I’d ever tell him that.
B∞C

I was hungry then, and Jordin went off to hang with Melinda and LaKisha.
I was looking forward to hanging out just Blake and I, but then Shyamali came over to us. “Do you guys mind if I hang with you? Sanjaya gave me the slip. I was told he was seen with Phil, so I guess he’s okay. I still want to find him though.”
Blake and I looked at each other for just a second. How could we say no?
“Sure,” Blake said.
I nodded.
And so we were off. I wanted a corndog, but Blake wanted pizza. We stopped to get my corndog first, and then we continued walking.
We stopped by the bathrooms when his phone rang. I hated eating while walking anyway.
As he talked to his friend from back home, Shyamali waited a few feet back, scanning the crowd for her runway brother. I wondered why there was such a hype over Sanjaya being watched, and yet Jordin, who was the same age, could pretty much come and go as she pleased.
I smiled to myself as I then noticed Blake watching me as I ate my corndog. I could tell by the look in his eyes exactly what he was thinking about. I decided to have a little fun with him.
I took my corndog in and out of my mouth, and I licked down the sides of it, or what was left of it anyway. I pretended I was sucking hm off, and I did to the corndog what I would have been doing if it were him that I had in my mouth instead.
I saw his eyes grow big, and I smirked. By that time, I was almost done with it, so I just put the rest into my mouth and chewed it off before releasing the now bare stick. I ditched the stick in the trash.
I had expected Blake to say something about giving it to me good that night, but when he got off the phone, he just glared at me. He looked ticked off.
I just shook it off, figuring that I was just reading him wrong.
“There he is! I’ll see you guys. Thanks for letting me hang with you guys, even if only for a few minutes,” Shyamali said, running after her brother.
I laughed as I saw Sanjaya’s eyes widen. He tried to ditch her again, but she caught him by the back of his shirt and began to bitch him out as they walked away.
I turned to Blake. “Well, at least we’re finally alone together.” I grinned at him and raised my eyebrows up and down.
He scowled at me, and shook his head.
“No we aren’t!” He ran off to catch up with Phil, who was a few feet behind Sanjaya and his sister.
“What the freak?” I asked to myself, shaking my head as I ran after him. What was his problem?

B∞C

I knew I was being rude to Chris, but I was ticked off. Maybe he had just been teasing with that corndog, but I wasn’t amused. Shyamali was right there. She could have seen what he was doing, and she probably did. Also, there were so many fans around, and I even thought I saw a flash out of the corner of my eye. So many people had probably seen Chris doing that. I don’t know how he could have been so irresponsible. It wouldn’t take a genius for someone to figure out what he was doing. It would also be major ammo for the cake fans that were so desperate to prove that Chris and I were a couple. I was civil towards Chris for the rest of the time at the fair. I had to be. We sang together for a good portion of the show after all. Also, I did feel kind of badly that I had given up spending some time alone with him.
There was one point where he was showing me the pictures he had taken on his digital camera. His whole face lit up, and he was so happy. I just couldn’t be a jerk about it. I actually was beginning to think I had overreacted. That was until after the concert, when he brought the corndog thing up again.
“I should have taken a picture of the look on your face when I teased you with the corndog. It was priceless!”
I sighed. “You know, you really shouldn’t have done that. Shyamali was right there, and anyone else could have seen.”
He shrugged. “Ah lighten up. Ever since our sex tape you’ve been so on edge.”
I was offended. “Lighten up? How am I supposed to lighten up? It’s not bad enough that most of our friends saw our tape, but then Melinda had to walk in on us too? You should have shut the door, but you insisted that they were all in hair and makeup.”
“What the hell does that have to do with a corndog? And you didn’t have to agree to keep the door open, you know. You were just as much to blame,” he said, sounding a little annoyed himself.
“Excuse me, but you don’t even care that our friends saw our tape? You think its funny! You were laughing it up with Melinda. I thought you were just as embarrassed as I am!”
“I was, but get over it, man. What’s done is done. Besides, sometimes you just need to lighten up and laugh at yourself,” Chris said. “You’ve been such a stick-in-the-mud lately, and it’s really beginning to get on my nerves.”
“And you’re getting on my nerves,” I said.
“Well then what are you doing still talking to me?” Chris asked, his face conforming to a nasty scowl.
“That’s a very good question,” I sad, disgusted by him.
I turned on my heel and left. I was too angry with him to look at him for another second!
B∞C

That night on the bus, I lay there, unable to sleep. Between Sligh’s snoring and the argument that I had had with Blake, I knew that sleep was not going to come that night. Blake hadn’t said a word to me since storming back to the bus. I felt awful. I still thought he overreacted, but at the same time, I knew I could have been more sensitive to his feelings. I knew he was insecure about us being open about our relationship, and yet I had still teased him in public view. I contemplated crawling over to his bunk to apologize. He never slept much on the bus anyway. Before I could do that, however, he beat me to it.
He quietly climbed into my bunk with me, and pulled the curtain tightly shut. He positioned himself on top of me before I could say anything. Then he looked down into my eyes. “Hey,” he whispered.
I smiled. “Hey yourself,” I whispered back.
“I can‘t sleep.” He rested his head on my chest.
“I know. Who could with Sligh’s snoring? Besides, I hate when you’re mad at me.”
“I’m sorry.” He ran his fingers gently down over my chest.
I stroked his hair. “I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t have done that for all to see. It was stupid. I just saw you watching me, and it kind of turned me on, thinking that you were thinking dirty thoughts about us. You were thinking dirty thoughts about us, weren’t you?”
He shook his head. “No, actually. I was thinking how maybe I should have gotten a corndog after all because it looked good.”
I was sure my face fell. “Oh.” Well I felt like an idiot now.
He grinned. “I’m just joshing ya. Of course I was thinking dirty thoughts. It made me want your mouth on me again…”
“Ass hole,” I said, playfully swatting him.
He grinned. “Mm, that could be one of the places.” He began kissing down the side of my neck.
I closed my eyes, smiling at his wit.
In the distance, Sligh let out a loud snore.
“Feel like doing something to help each other sleep better?” Blake asked, his voice gentle against my ear.
I smiled. “Are you sure? It’s dangerous with everyone around us.”
“We can be quiet. Besides, they’re all sleeping. I checked. Who could hear us over Sligh’s snoring anyway?”
I nodded. “True.”
“So, you want to?” he asked.
I nodded. “Yes. I want you.”
We kissed some more, and I ran my hands up his naked back.
He quietly moaned against my shoulder.
I brought my fingers to his lips, and he sucked them, knowing what I had in mind.
Once he had them slickened to my liking, I ran my hands down the back of his boxers, and began gently massaging my fingers into his entrance.
He kissed me to stifle his moans.
I quietly moaned against his lips. It felt so good to not be fighting anymore. I hated fighting with him.
We continued kissing the whole time I prepared him.
When I finished, he moved his body down mine, and took me into his mouth.
I pressed a pillow to my mouth to muffle my moans.
Blake smiled, and continued to moisten me with his mouth.
I massaged the back of his scalp with my fingers; silently letting him he had to stop now if there was any chance of getting me inside of him.
He released me from his mouth and climbed back up my body. We kissed.
“I’m ready for you now,” he murmured into my ear, his voice barely audible.
“How are we gonna…” I trailed off as I saw him begin to position himself in a sitting position over me.
“Careful you don’t hurt your head,” I said, realizing how low the bunk was.
He grinned. “Which one?”
I laughed, and he instantly covered my mouth.
We were quiet for a moment as one of Sligh’s snores became abrupt. It was silent for a moment, and Blake and I were frozen, fearing that we had woken him up. However, a couple seconds later, he went back to snoring.
Blake and I both let out the breaths we had been holding in.
Blake turned back to the task at hand. “It’s a good thing I’m short,” he whispered with a grin.
“Still,” I said, a little worried about him. I rubbed his back, biting my bottom lip to stifle a moan as he slowly sat on my erection.
“I’ll be fine,” he whispered. He was all the way on me now. “Trust me.” He was already leaned over me a bit, so he leaned over the last inch that separated our lips, and we kissed.
After a few moments, he began moving himself up and down on me.
I stifled a moan against his shoulder, and placed my hands on each side of his backside. I then rested my head against the pillow, and Blake and I had eye contact the rest of the time. We never broke it as I used my hands to gently move him up and down over me, him helping me along.
We both tried our best to stifle our moans, but when we came, we may have cried each other’s name out just a slight bit louder than we had planned. I couldn’t help it. It felt so good having him ride me, and being able to come so deep inside of him.
He buried his face in my neck, and swore before smiling back up at me.
I smiled back.
“Look at the mess I made over you,” he whispered. “I’m sorry. I guess I’m going to have to take care of that now, aren’t I?”
I shrugged. “If you want to.” I grinned, and he grinned back.
I gently gripped his hair as he not only licked my chest clean, but licked a wet trail up my neck as well.
When he finished, I moaned, and managed to flip him over so that I could lick him clean as well.
“You’re so bad,” he murmured against my neck once I had finished. He licked and nipped at the skin there.
“Look who’s talking!” I smiled.
“But being bad is so fun,” Blake said.
“Mm, I can’t argue there,” I said.
“Now that you guys got that settled, can you please save the rest of your ‘being bad’ for a time when the rest of us aren’t trying to sleep, and preferably when you’re alone in your hotel room?”
Blake and I froze for just a second, and then we both burst out laughing.
“Sorry, Phil!” we both called out.
Blake kissed me. “I love you.”
I kissed him back. “I love you too. We’ll continue this tomorrow.”
He nodded. “You can count on it.”
With one last kiss, he left my bunk to go sleep in his own. After all, it wouldn’t look good for Sligh to find us in the same bunk the next morning. That would be kind of hard to explain.
I tuned on my side and smiled. Thank God Blake and I had made up. I couldn’t have slept if we hadn’t.
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