ROXY'S POV
We all sat in my car outside the studio.
"Couldn't you have bought a bigger car?" Vic asked.
"This was the only car I could afford!" I said.
"What about your Hummer?" He asked.
"I'm working up to buying that. And shut up you're the shortest one here besides me." I said.
"Has he responded yet?" Alex asked.
"No. But look." I said pointing.
A person with a black hoodie on walked into the studio.
"Let's just wait." Drew said.
My phone went off.
irl.chance.bergio: I'm here. Where are you? Maybe you're the chicken.
"That's it. We're going in." Awsten said.
We all got out and into the studio.
We walked in and he had his back turned toward us.
"Turn around and take the hood off." I said.
He spun around and pulled down his hood
"Holy shit I was right." Drew said.
Sergio stood there.
"Well you guys caught me." He said.
"Do you find joy in scaring the living hell out of her?" Awsten asked.
Sergio pushed past him.
"You are the chicken." He said to me.
"You couldn't even come here alone." He said.
"She definitely could've. We wouldn't let her. We're her family." Alex said.
"What are you going to do to me?" He asked.
"They're going to do nothing while I ask all the questions." I said.
"First one; why? Why'd you do this to me?" I asked.
"To show you're not perfect. For revenge. You're breaking this band apart because of the way you act. I was trying to help." He said.
"Help? Do you know how hard it's been the past week?" I asked.
"Oh no! Roxy had a hard week! The whole world has to stop." He said.
"Listen, you have no idea how hard it's been to get here." I said.
"Oh god! I've made her angry! What cha gonna do? Go all 'Chula Vista' on me?" He asked pushing me into the speakers.
The last thing I felt was a stack of CDs falling on me.
I saw Drew on top of Sergio.
