SINNERS.

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Sweet? Piper made a face. “I think it’s too late. I’m twenty four years old, Britt, and he only now decided that I’m worthy of his precious time.” She rolled her eyes, not really interested in the idea of Cal being a father to her. “I wished for him to come around and be part of my life every single birthday. I would have loved this caring act about a decade ago but I’m not a kid anymore.” Of course Britt had a good idea. Maybe Cal did have some regrets. She simply shook her head, “I would think if he had regrets, he would be trying with the other five kids he created and then was too busy to visit. I’m sorry, maybe I’m a pessimist but I’m pretty sure he’s only staying around because he’s worried I’ll fuck up his tour and I don’t have the time of patience for that kind of negativity.”

“You’re not a kid anymore, but you’ll always be his kid. That’s what my dad always says.” She was trying to see the bright side, she really was. But it was hard considering what Piper was telling her and the fact she didn’t know her dad at all. So instead, she reached out her hand, patting the other girl’s shoulder gently. “At least he’s worried? And honestly...So am I. I don’t want you to overwhelm yourself. You need to take it slow and what I just saw right there--” Brittany pointed at the door to make her point across. “--was not taking it slow.”

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When Puck seemed to recognize his name, Sam lightened. He didn’t feel like he was as popular as the charts told him he was, but he certainly wasn’t at the stardom level where you could be offended that someone didn’t recognize you. He smiled, mumbled a small ‘woah’ with the tight hand shake he’d gotten. “Oh, um..” Sam shook out his hand at his side and then shrugged, “I don’t- I mean, I’m not dating anyone right now.” Of course it didn’t cross Sam’s mind to even take advantage of the girls throwing themselves at him. He wasn’t that guy no matter how much people seemed to want him to be. His brow lofted a minute later, shocked at the guitarists’ words. “Roadkill? I uh, didn’t… I mean.. why do you say that?”

Once he let go of Sam’s hand, Puck plopped down on the bus couch, sprawling his legs out in front of him. “Who’s talking about dating? We’re on tour now. Nobody got time for that.” He wiggled his brows suggestively, letting out a laugh. “You don’t know? Look, Kitty’s a great singer. But she doesn’t like it when people try to outshine her. And you and Little Miss Wallflower are kinda like a full on eclipse. So she’s not happy. And when Kitty’s not happy...let’s just say nothing good ever comes from that.”

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It was so strange to talk about their mother in the past tense. Even having gone to the funeral, it felt like some terrible dream that she should wake up from. Though Marley had been thankful to find a place private and away from all the hustle and bustle, she was happy that Derek had found her. She leaned into him and closed her eyes, wishing she could do what she normally did - write all of her feelings on the page, turn it into a song. But every time she tried to write words for her mother, the flow stopped. Grinning at Derek’s comment, Marley sat up. “She really would be cleaning up, wouldn’t she? Giving everyone hand sanitizer and napkins.” She reached over and squeezed her brother’s wrist. “What if I can’t do it, D? What if I get in front of all those people and just freeze?”

“You bet she would.” He laughed, tightening his grip on her before letting her go. “You won’t. You’re too good to freeze. Everyone’s waiting to hear you sing. The people who put this thing together wouldn’t be wasting their time on you if they didn’t believe you could do it.” He shifted so he could look directly at her. “You can do this. You’re that good.”

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Cal didn’t say it out loud - it would have been highly unprofessional if he had and this girl was very much younger than him - but he found that he really liked her accent. It was like visiting another country being around her and he very much liked that. When she mentioned his now ex-wife, Cal shook his head, “Oh. Uh, not- Renee isn’t my wife anymore so it’s Mrs. Sullivan now.” His third divorce, how typical for a man his age. “I know they’re going to be a handful though. Boys are rowdy at that age so if you need any time off, please let me know. I’ll take them for dinner Friday nights and all day Saturday so you can have the day for whatever you’d like.” Then he handed her a VIP pass. “This gives you special access to everything backstage. I don’t mind if you date while we’re on the road but I’d ask that you don’t bring any of them backstage without asking permission. I believe Ms. Sullivan already reviewed compensation for you. Any hours you work over 40 will be at time and a half, and you’ll be paid weekly. Do you have any questions before I take you for a tour and then to meet the boys?”

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean--I know you’re not together anymore.” She didn’t mean to offend him. She simply assumed the ex would have kept his last name. After all, he was an important businessman. “I have younger brothers. Cousins too. I’m used to getting playing rough.” The only reason she had agreed on this job--other than the fact that her cousin was on it--was that she got to travel the country; something she hadn’t done before. “Of course not. I’m a professional. Plus, it would take a lot of effort for a man to be worthy of backstage access.” Letty paused for a moment, taking in her own words and how they might sound, but she mentally shrugged it off, figuring he’d blame it on her not so good English. “Only one. You have another daughter here, yes? Is she okay with me being here? I don’t want to upset anyone.”

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“They know. Hey, don’t I get any points here for making sure you get a solo deluxe bus and guaranteed suites at every stop? The other two have to share with the band and go with regular rooms.” It wasn’t much considering the fact that Cal was using Kitty’s coat tails to boost up other acts. “Trust me, chica, no one could steal your spotlight no matter how hard they tried. And I have been assured that your show is top priority. That looks good on you.” Lowering into a chair, Santana crossed one leg over the other, shrugging out of the tailored jacket she’d worn on top of a tight dress to make it look professional. “Look, you know i’m not going to let them spend even an ounce more attention on those newbies than on you. You’ve trusted me this far and I’ve helped you get to the top. Trust me a little further, okay?”

Kitty glanced at Santana again with a raised eyebrow. “Please. That’s the least they could do and they know it.” As she spoke, Kitty lifted the t-shirt over her head, tossing it to the ‘keep’ pile before reaching for another top. She had a unique sense of style. She was all about tank tops and army boots just as much as she was all about ballet skirts and hot pink highlights. She had a somewhat bipolar fashion sense, which was a perfect portrait of her personality. “They could do a little better if they want to mooch off of me. I’m not some cow they can milk.” She slipped on the new top, scrunching her nose at it. Hard pass. “See, that’s the thing. If you were doing your job right, I wouldn’t have to worry about some newbies coming for my thunder.” Removing and tossing yet another top to the ‘no-go’ pile, she turned to Santana again, arms crossing over her bra. “We should have gone with a different label when they came up with this idea.”

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“No, I said I want the boxes moved to bus one. Let’s get that done, Rico. We’re leaving in,” Piper checked the gold watch on her wrist and tapped the glass face,”fifty seven minutes.” She tugged off a piece of paper she’d scribbled on and handed it to him. “Once the boxes are moved, I want that list taken care of. Get some interns if you need to but we aren’t leaving one minute past six, got it?” As the man hurried away, Piper turned to Brittany and let out a sigh. “Sorry about that. Anyway, yeah, like I said - Cal decided that he wants to be a father all of a sudden and tells me this morning that he’s decided to invite himself on tour to keep an eye on me.” Her voice was filled with disdain. Cal D’Amico had given her many things: a love of music, a strong business ethic, money to pay for school but a father he was not. At least not until today. “Can you believe it? It’s like, he gets his third divorce, decides to parent the twins, and then thinks he can pull that same shit on me like I’m still the fourteen year old kid hoping her daddy decided to show up for her father daughter dance.”

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Brittany tapped away on her phone, looking up a youtube video she had seen the previous day and somehow lost. She was hoping to draw some inspiration from it for a new dance routine for Marley. She was obsessed with the girl’s new songs and couldn’t wait to get her hands on her and make up shake it up a little. She could hear Piper scolding one of the roadies working to prepare everything to start the tour, but she pretended not to notice, not wanting to seem like she was eavesdropping. Her eyes only lifted to meet Piper when the man was gone and Piper was speaking to her again, drawing a small smile from her. “He’s worried about you. I think that’s sweet.” She sat up straight, tapping on her phone to save the video for later. “Maybe...Maybe he’s trying to do better than he did before. I’m sure a man as powerful as him with the history he has, has a lot of regrets in his life.”

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Sam narrowed his eyes, turning his blonde head to look behind him and see if there was someone else in the room beside him and Puck. Finding them alone, Sam lofted an eyebrow and then poked his finger into the center of his chest. “Are you talking to me?” He looked around again, curiosity sinking into his bones. He wasn’t a superstar but any means but his first album had been a hit and he was working on his second this Summer so he could record when the tour was over. He’d had three music videos, countless television interviews, and had even won an MTV Music Award for Best New Artist. So he hadn’t expected to be mistaken for a roadie. “I’m… I’m not your…” It was coming out wrong and sounded rude in his head so he opted for another way. “I’m one of the acts, man.” To make his point, Sam held his hand out. “Sam Evans.”

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Honestly, Puck was so high, he could barely see straight. So it was no surprise that he’d mistake this guy for one of the roadies. He ran his hand through his mohawk, urging his brain to make the connection. “Sam Evans... Oh!” His eyes widen comically, letting out a small laugh. “You’re that dude. Man, I bet you get all the chicks with those smooth words of yours, am I right?” Puck took his hand, shaking it in a tight grip. “Nice to meet ya while I can. Kitty’s gonna make you roadkill.” At that he laughed for real, already imagining the fit the small blonde would throw upon meeting her competition.

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On the precipice of their very first tour, anyone would be excited. Having come from playing open mic nights at bars around town to sharing the stage with two of the biggest stars was nothing to turn your nose up. But Marley wasn’t like normal girls. The excitement of this day brought with it the reminder that she couldn’t share it with her mother. Finding some privacy in the tour bus, Marley sat down on the bed and leaned back against two fluffy pillows with a pencil and notebook open in front of her. The blank page seemed to laugh at her. The silence of the bus was interrupted when she heard the door and knew it could only be one person. No one else knew how easily she retreated into herself. “It doesn’t feel right to be here without her,” Marley said when the footsteps entered the room. “She would have loved this.”

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Everyone was running around, preparing to kickstart the biggest tour of their lives so far. Yet his sister was nowhere to be seen. He didn’t have to look much though. Knowing her, she’d look for the quietest place she could find. So he made his way through the sea of people working, moving toward the bus that would be their home for the next few months. He should have knocked, but instead, he walked right in, heading toward his sister’s bedroom. “She wouldn’t be here even if she were.” He moved to sit on the bed next to his sister, pulling her to him with an arm around her shoulders. “She’d hate the tour life. She’d spend all her time running around cleaning up after everyone.” He let out a soft chuckle, resting his chin on top of his sister’s head. “But you’re right. She’d love to see you up there.”

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“I guarantee you that Matthew is going to try and tell you that he already ate but unless I specifically take them for dinner, assume that’s a lie and make sure he eats.” Cal slipped off the thin, wire-framed glasses off his nose and hooked them into the collar of his shirt. He had never actually played the role of father before - despite the fact he had six mostly grown children. But this Summer was different. He had promised Renee he would try with the twins and that was exactly what he’d planned. He had a daycare sorted out for work hours and then he was going to come home every day and cook and have game nights. Of course all that changed when Piper burst into his office and insisted on taking her tour back. He wasn’t so sure she was ready to return after rehab so now he was here, giving the run down to the babysitter. “And before he even tries, no, I don’t let Caden drink coffee, not even in the small cup.”

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Letty nodded along to the words her new boss was saying, writing down little notes to remember later. She was good with kids ever since she was one. But she supposed he knew his children better than she did. “Don’t you worry, Mr. D’Amico. I know all the tricks very well.” Letty moved to America only three years ago, without knowing a single word of English. And while she improved immensely, she still couldn’t shake off the accent. “Your boys will be fine. You have an important job, you need to focus on that. Mrs. D’Amico sent me their schedules and the things they need to prepare before school starts again. I worry about the boys, you worry about the tour. And everyone will have fun!” Her lips widened into a grin, her hands holding the notebook to her chest.

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“I know it’s not ideal,” Santana said as she twirled a pen between her fingers. There was a clipboard with a list of items Piper had given her. As if she didn’t know how to do her job. But if she was just coming back from diving nose first into a pile of pixie dust, she might be a little anal retentive as well. “But this is what the studio wants and when I say the studio, I mean Cal. And considering Cal is tagging along this Summer, I’m going to need you to play as nice as possible.” Of course she had worked with Kitty long enough to know that wasn’t exactly a simple task. “He wants you to help catapult Sam, and then give some credibility to his newest passion project, Little Miss Doe Eyes Marley Rose.”

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“They do know I’m not a babysitter, right?” Kitty stood in front of the mirror, trying yet another outfit for the tour. Tenure meant she got a say in everything regarding her performances and thank goodness for that because the last tour was a mess when it came to her stylist. She smoothed her hands down the front of the t-shirt she had on before turning her upper body around so she could look directly at Santana rather than from the mirror. “Why should I care about them when they’re trying to steal my spotlight? They’re not even that good.” Kitty added the last sentence with a roll of her eyes as she turned back toward the mirror. “We should be focusing on making my show even better.”