caught red - handed ! // lily

[sebastian howard]

If only Sebastian had a video camera, oh the things the viewers on YouTube would see what really went on at Euphoria.

They acted like idiots, that’s what they did. Bonfire nights provided extra sources of entertainment – they were held almost nightly, or at least once after every show they played on the tour. All nine bands would get together, throw a party, make a bonfire, dance. It was for bands, only, which was the most thrilling part. It made Seb feel like a member of some sort of special club.

Other than bonfire nights, there was the downtime. Seb couldn’t remember who, exactly, came up with the idea first – probably Milo Martin – but a few of the guys thought it would be genius to render a makeshift slip-and-slide using a garden hose, a tarp and garbage bags. Then there was the time that he, Dante, Jay and Will all got a hold of Big Wheels and raced them down a hillside. It never stopped. It was like they were starring in their own personal version of Jackass.

Sebastian was a mischief-maker, always was. Sometimes he could get one of the guys – usually Jay, since Will was shy and Dante was preoccupied with his new boyfriend Gabe – in on his mischief-making. It was like a game, kind of. But today Seb couldn’t find a companion, and so went at it solo.

He had gotten kicked out of the merch tents early today and the show didn’t start until the early evening. The Shake It Ups were somewhere in the middle of the bill, right after It’s Raining In London, and before Across The Spoiled Sea. It gave him a lot of downtime. And a lot of downtime gave Sebastian a lot of opportunities to get into trouble.

He was wandering around where the caravans were parked, on the festival grounds, but tucked away backstage where rabid fans wouldn’t stalk them. Around his neck, Seb wore his pass so that he wouldn’t be mistaken for one of those aforementioned rabid fans. It had happened before.

Most of the caravans were locked, much to Seb’s dismay. The Plastic Flowers’ wasn’t, and he snooped around in there a bit, but there was nothing too interesting. He couldn’t do much – he was terrified of being caught. X-It Hollywood’s was also unlocked, but there wasn’t much in there, either, and everything was in German. By the time Seb got to Sighted South’s, he was prepared to be disappointed. He slipped his hand under the latch and…jackpot.

Unable to believe his luck, he slid the door open and slipped inside.

[lily mitchells]

The last couple of the days had been a blur, hellish, and complicated for Lily to say the least. She had offered herself to Milo and even drunk he had turned her down. Cold. Had she lost her touch or was she not desirable anymore? It was daunting to her. Her charm seemed to work on everyone. She was sexy and cute. Seductive.

She drowned her sorrows in some good marijuana that Aidan had bought and it helped relieve the frustration. She had to keep reminding herself that Milo was drunk let alone a member of their rival. This crush she had was not healthy. She needed to move on.

Lily was at the backstage area and realized she had forgotten something at the Sighted South caravan.

"Guys, I'll be back in a few. I forgot something that I need."

Lily walked towards her caravan, sliding the door open going inside. Her eyes went wide when she saw Sebastian Howard from the the Shake it Ups inside. His back to her.

"What are you doing in here?" she asked confused.

[sebastian howard]

He wasn't a snoop. He really wasn't - just curious. He was always getting into other people's shit. He "accidentally" found Will's journal and flipped though it; and ended up reading it ... that is, until Will caught him and beat him over the head (repeatedly) with it.

He wandered through the Sighted South caravan. It was hard to believe that six people shared one caravan. It must get incredibly cramped in there. Especially with three girls and three guys in one band. He noticed how he could tell where the girls and guys roamed.

Seb wondered what it would be like to tour with girls - in the bands, that is, not in general. Girls were so weird to him. So much make-up and hair-care and ... extra things. Things that were so foreign to him. Like thongs. Who the hell could wear a thong comfortably? He noticed one lying on the floor at his feet. It was purple and lacy. He held it up. It looked like fancy dental floss. What the hell was this for, anyway?

"What are you doing in here?"

Seb thought he was going to piss himself, the sound of the voice scared him so much. fuck. Shit! fuck! SHIT! The sound of those six words made him freeze in his tracks. "Um." Good start, jackass. Now think of something intelligant to say! "...Nothing. I was just leaving. I swear."

[lily mitchells]

Lily was confused as to why Sebastian was in the Sighted South South caravan. Was he snooping amongst their stuff? Lily's eyes went wide when she noticed Sebastian was holding her lacy purple thong in his hands.

Oh Jesus Christ! What a perve! Not even the guys mess around with Kat's, Katy's, or my undergarments!!

"And what the fuck are you doing holding my thong!?" she said her face showing signs of embarrassment and mortification. Usually she would find it amusing if any of the guys in her band messed around with of her stuff since they all were like brothers and sisters. It was fun and games usually with everyone. They were a family, but if a guy she barely knew did something like that it was utterly embarrassing. Sure she was notorious for being a major flirt on the tour and friendly but it was still mortifying.

[sebastian howard]

Sebastian blushed furiously; he could feel it burning in the apples of his cheeks. "This? Oh. I just ... I just found it! On the floor!" Sebastian insisted, letting the thong drop to the floor. "I swear, I wasn't doing anything."

The girl looked pissed. He couldn't remember which girl this was - Lily or Katarina or Katherine? They were all brunettes, and all really hot. But damned if he could keep them straight if they weren't on stage behind an instrument. She was hot. Those were her panties he was holding. She was hot! And he was holding her panties! He didn't know whether to feel lucky or disgusted.

He shoved his hands into the back pockets of his jeans and chewed the inside of this cheek. He wished he could curl up and die right now. "Look, I'm really sorry. I just ... was killing some time! I didn't mean to like, scare you or anything. I'm sorry. I'll leave. I promise. Leave and ... and forget this ever happened."

[lily mitchells]

Even though, she was most likely turning ten different shades of red, Lily wanted to die laughing because this situation was quite funny. Random, but funny. Sebastian's reaction was hilarious. Classic. It was quite embarrassing that he was holding her thong but the way he reacted to it was quite hysterical. He was extremely adorable too. Delicate boyish features. Bordering on hot. Really hot. She usually went for the more rugged type but something about Sebastian was endearing to her. She had seen on him on stage but never really got a real look at him just quick glimpses.

Lily shook her head and smirked. "No...no. It's okay. And you didn't scare me. Just surprised me. Guess one of the guys forgot to lock the door. Probably Aidan."

There was an awkward silence...

Okay, maybe I should break the ice. This poor guy is probably freaked out or feeling like a total ass right now. I'll be friendly for now then maybe flirt...

"Sebastian right?" she asked simply squinting her eyes in question with a smile.

[sebastian howard]

She's talking to me. She's TALKING to ME! Seb couldn't believe this was happening. He had just been caught snooping and holding a girl's thong; the girl who owned the thong had not only caught him but caught him holding the thong. And yet ... and yet ... she was talking to him? Like nothing was wrong?

It was still weird. Very weird. Seb was kind of uncomfortable actually. He wanted to leave, but she was standing right there. He couldn't knock her down and retreat like a little bitch.

"Sebastian, right?" she asked. He opened his mouth to respond but found himself wordless. What's my name? What's my fucking name?!

"....Yes," Sebastian replied, but his voice came out as a squeak. He cleared his throat and repeated, "Yes. Yes ... that is. My name. Sebastian. That's. What my mother. Named me. So that's ... my name." You are a jackass.

[lily mitchells]

Lily smiled as he stumbled on his words. She had not made a guy nervous or stammer when he spoke. Sebastian sure was the shy and awkward type. It was cute. Not the type she was normally drawn to but he was adorable. The complete opposite to the type of guys she would hang around.

"Lily," she said simply with a soft smile hoping it didn't scare him away. "Now could I have my thong back please?" she added with a smirk looking down at the floor where Sebastian had let the small piece of purple garment fall to the floor.

What was he doing in our caravan anyway?

[sebastian howard]

God, what a fucking moron he must have sounded like. Forget trying to play it cool - Seb crashed and burned. Too bad this tour still had another five months to go - he'd never live this down, he knew he never would. Not with the way they all had to live with each other.

"Lily. Right. I knew that." You liar. "You...are in the band. Sighted South, I mean. Sorry. And your panties ... are ... on the floor. Somewhere. Sorry. I really didn't mean to ... you know, mess up your shit or anything." He wanted to die. Kill me now, kill me now, kill me now... "I really am sorry. Feel free to ... slap me or something. I probably deserve it."

He awkwardly kicked the floor with the toe of his Converse sneaker. "I get kicked out of a lot of things. Namely the merch tents. They kind of hate me there."