"She bites her lip and tips her bottle.  I take a drink 'cause the truth is hard to swallow."

***

"Kevin, control your sister!"

Kevin Skaff turned around to see Jessica – his younger sister – on his tour bus, strumming Neil's guitar.

"Jessica, what are you doing on our bus?" He asked.

She looked up and smiled at him. "Hey! I didn't realize you were here. I just wanted to see something."

"That involved taking one of Neil's guitars?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Maybe..." Jessica trailed off. Kevin just stared at her, so she rolled her eyes and sighed. "Fine, I'll put it back." She stood up and put the guitar where she originally found it. "I'll leave."

"Oh no, I don't trust you," Kevin said, standing up. "I'm coming with you."

Jessica rolled her eyes as he followed her out of the bus. They walked through the nearly empty parking lot before they made it to Toxic Valentine's tour bus. Kevin knocked on the door.

"I can just walk in, you know," Jessica pointed out.

"If I leave, you might try sneaking onto our bus again," He said.

A few seconds later, the door opened and Violet appeared. She looked between the two Skaffs, trying to figure out what was happening.

"Were you guys having some brother-sister bonding?" She asked, smirking.

Kevin frowned. "I believe she belongs to you." He motions toward Jessica. "She was on our bus messing with our things."

Violet rolled her eyes and moved out of the way. "On the bus, Jessica." As she got on the bus, Violet looked at Kevin. "Sorry, we'll try to keep her cage locked next time." Jessica punched her in the shoulder, and she laughed.

Kevin chuckled as Violet shut the door. He turned around and began walking back to his bus, but his phone began ringing. He pulled it out of his pocket, and once he saw it was Saraya, he answered it.

"Hey," He answered, smiling.

"Hey," She said.

"How's Colby?" He asked.

"He's going into surgery right now," Saraya replied. "I don't know how long it's going to take though. He tore, like, three different things."

"How long do they think he'll be out?"

"Best case scenario is six months," She said. She sighed. "Worst case scenario, and probably the most likely, is nine months."

"God, that sucks," Kevin said. "Let me know how the surgery goes."

Saraya didn't say anything at first, then asked, "What's the next stop on your tour?"

"Lawrence, Kansas," He replied. "We're playing tonight. Why?"

"Are you guys going to be stopping by Iowa any time soon?" She asked.

"In about two weeks, yeah," He said. "What are you up to, Saraya?"

"I want to surprise Colby, with tickets to your Iowa date," She said, and Kevin knew she was smiling. "He's going to hate sitting around doing nothing, and this will be a great way to get him out of his house."

"That's a great idea," He said, smiling. "I'll send you the tickets, and some backstage passes, too."

"Kevin, you are the greatest boyfriend in the whole world!" Saraya exclaimed. "I have to go get some lunch, but I'll call you later about the surgery, okay?"

"Okay," He said. "Love you, Raya."

"Love you, too, Kev."

***

As Saraya walked into the hospital room, Colby said, "Raya, get me food!"

"Good to see you're still your annoying, needy self," Saraya said, smirking.

He rolled his eyes. "Are you really going to make fun of a guy who just got out of surgery?"

"I already did, didn't I?"

Colby frowned. "You're a bitch."

"Yes." She nodded. "But I'm the bitch. I am the bitchiest bitch around, and I don't plan on losing that title any time soon."

"Why won't you just get me some food?" He whined.

"Okay, now you're close to taking the title away from me," She said.

"I'm serious, Saraya," He said. "I'm starving."

She rolled her eyes. "All right. I need to call Kevin anyway. I'll be right back."

"I'm not going anywhere."

Saraya chuckled as she left the room. When she found the elevator and hit the button to take her to the bottom floor, she pulled out her phone and called Kevin.

As the phone rang, the elevator doors opened, letting out doctors and visitors. Once it emptied, she walked on and hit the Floor One button.

"Hey," Kevin answered. "How is he?"

"Horrible," Saraya replied. "He just keeps whining!"

"How is that different than usual?" He asked.

She rolled her eyes. "You've got a point there. But, yeah, the doctors say he's fine. Still out for six to nine months, but fine."

"That's good," He said. Saraya heard a girl's voice, and when Kevin started talking again, it sounded farther away. "What? No, she doesn't even know you! Shouldn't you be on stage with the rest of your band?"

"Kevin?" Saraya spoke up. The doors opened, so she got off the elevator.

"Oh, sorry," He said, his voice at a normal volume. "Carrie, go away!"

Saraya chuckled. "Who's Carrie?"

"A girl in one of the bands," He said. "She's a wrestling fan."

"I can talk to her," She said. "Maybe she'll go away if you give her the phone."

"All right..." Kevin said. "You don't want to do that, though. Carrie's crazy."

"Hey!" The girl exclaimed.

"Give her the phone, Kevin," Saraya said, laughing.

There was some shuffling around, and the unfamiliar voice that Saraya had heard spoke up.

"Paige?" She asked.

"Some call me that," Saraya said. "The name is actually Saraya, but Paige will work, too."

"Oh," She said. "Well, I'm Carrie. Carrie Patterson. I'm in Toxic Valentine. We're touring with your boyfriend."

"Ah, I see," Saraya said. "Look, Carrie, I'd love to talk to you, but I've got my hands full right now with a really annoying and whiny Superstar. I'll talk to you at the Iowa show, yeah?"

"Oh, yeah! Of course!" Carrie exclaimed. "I have to go, anyway. My band is practicing right now."

"Okay, bye Carrie."

"Bye, Saraya."

There was more shuffling around, and Kevin was back on the phone.

"So...That was Carrie," He said.

"I heard," She said. "She was nice."

"I need to go get our equipment and stuff ready," Kevin said.

"Yeah, I need to feed Colby," Saraya said. "I'll talk to you later, okay?"

"Yeah, definitely."

"Love you, Kev."

"Love you, too, Raya."

***

I've introduced some of the band members in this chapter! :) To keep things from getting too confusing, here's everyone and their instruments.

Carrie Patterson (My OC) - Singer

Jessica Skaff ( lunaticfringeGirlJ ) - Guitar

Savannah Jones ( The_WWE_is_my_life ) - Bass

Lindsey Winslow ( I can't find your username, I'm sorry! Comment below if it's you!) - Backing vocals

Violet Blake ( WalkingonFirex ) - Drums

(Tagging people on here is so weird, so I just wrote the names instead of actually tagging them. xD)

Okay, those are the members! One last thing: this chapter is named after Like Porcelain by Addison and 18th, which is a band I just discovered on Spotify. :)