Chapter One; Take A Breath

The last note trailed out of my mouth with confidence. I put the mike down. This was it. I glanced over as Ryan placed his hand on my shoulder, and smiled slightly at him. He started blabbing about numbers to call and wishing me good luck, but I couldn't listen to him for some reason, maybe my brain wasn't working properly. That wouldn't be too unusual for me.

I flipped my hair over my shoulder. It was such a bad habit. I had always hated seeing celebrities flipping their hair over their shoulder whenever I watched television. Now I was one of them; those hair-flipping, money- hoarding, blonde-bleached haired idols. If I'm going to get this title, I'll be the biggest idol of them all. Ha, that rhymed. My life consisted of random thoughts and mediocrity. But that changed in what seemed like in instant, when in reality it had been around six months.

Finally the show was over and I went backstage with Aaron to change back into our normal, everyday clothes. Aaron was awesome, I loved the guy. I really couldn't be sad if he won American Idol. Well. I could be... I chuckled to myself. My mouth opened to form a yawn, due to not getting much sleep in the past 48 hours. My nerves were a wreck, and it was taking a toll on me mentally and physically. I brought a hand to the back of my neck, rubbing it. I didn't even listen to the people who were helping me get undressed. Soon we were all ready, and I hopped into the limo for the short journey back to the hotel.

Last week I got to go home. I finally realized how homesick I was. Why in the world does American Idol do this to people? Do they try to completely break us?

"I think they're just trying to make you stronger."

I jumped slightly. Oops, I said that out loud, hadn't I? What a Laurified thing to do. I couldn't find anything to say, so, naturally, the words, or word, to come out of my mouth was:

"Er, huh??"

"They're trying to build your endurance. To help you out in the future." Now I took the time to look the man over. Who is this kid, and why is he in my limo? He had sunglasses on, and a smirk appeared on his face when he saw me studying him. He wasn't very attractive.

"I'm one of your bodyguards,"he pointed out. "I've been here for like, 3 weeks."

I cringed. I must really be out of it these days. And so I was looking for words again. Why wasn't my brain processing anything today?! He saw my predicament.

"Hey, it's okay. I understand. You're a long way from home."

"Yeah,"I said in a cracked voice. Home. I spent nineteen years wanting to get away from my small hometown in West Virginia, and here I was, about to cry over not being there. My grandpa had died during the second week at Hollywood, and I almost broke to pieces. Grandpa was my hero, and I had loved him so much. He took a place of a father in my life after my father had died, and he was my rock.

Mr. Sunglasses didn't talk anymore. The limo came to a halt, and I stepped out of it, flipping my hair again. I gritted my teeth. I had to stop doing that. It was so fake to me. I drifted up the three steps to the door in a daze- and, unsurprisingly, tripped on the last one. But no worries, Mr. Sunglasses was there to catch me as I saw the concrete about to collide with my face. Two hands gripped around my waist and pulled me upright. He smiled and didn't say anything. He looked like an idiot.

Of course, Aaron and the paparazzi were right behind me. I'm sure one of the hundred photographers had gotten a perfect picture up my skirt. What a night. And Aaron was laughing at me. Thanks for the ego boost, Smith. He put an arm around my shoulder.

"Lighten up, Laura. We'll get through this together,"he said, enlightening me that there was a scowl on my face. I gave him a weak smile. Then yawned again once we made our way into the hotel doors.

"I'm so tired. Sorry for being a grump the past week, A-rod."

"No problem, believe me when I say, I know exactly how you feel,"he mimicked a yawn. It took all I had not to stick my tongue out at him. Idiot. The only reason you're still on the show is because of all your twelve-year-old fans. So I just wrinkled my nose up in disgust. Very attractive, in my reasoning. An attraction to get away from me right this moment. He backed off, eventually. It took forever to get Aaron to leave you alone. He could be such a menace. But in a good way. I loved my A-rod.

Next thing I knew, I was sitting cross-legged on my bed, in some old boxers and a t-shirt. No need to dress up to go to sleep, I mean, come on. I needed to feel more at home, so I switched over to the Disney Channel. Oh, how I still loved this channel. Not really sure why; then the answer flashed across me on the screen. Ah, the Jonas Brothers. I remembered how I couldn't wait last year for their musical, Camp Rock, to come out. I couldn't believe it had only been a year ago. It seemed like a lifetime. Ciara, McKenzie, and I had loved them.

My best friends were a lot younger than me. Ciara was fifteen now, and McKenzie was sixteen. I punched myself mentally for not calling them enough. Which caused me to look over at the clock. It was twelve, meaning it would be nine there. I picked up the phone to dial.

"Hello?"It was McKenzie.

"Mc-Kay!"I exclaimed in excitement. Stupid. I imagined her rubbing her ear.

"Oh my gosh! Si-si, it's Laura!" I chuckled. I knew that Ciara would be over at McKenzie's house tonight.

"Si-si says hi, and she'll talk to me when I'm done; she's voting on her cell for you now. Oh my goodness, you are so going to win! Now, you haven't forgotten our plan, have you?"

"Huh?" Wow. I must sound stoned.

"Oh, come on! You're supposed to meet Kevin Jonas after you win, then like marry him or whatever, and set up dates for me and Si-si with Nick and Joe."

"Oh. Yeah. And Rebecca with Frankie?"I giggled. That was the funny part. My little niece was in love with Frankie.

"Mmhhmm, no don't forget, ok? Ciara's gonna talk to you now, and I'm going to take over the voting." I heard the sound of the phone being passed.

"Hello?"

"Hello, love! I've missed you so much, and it's only been a week!"

"I know!"

"Too bad you guys couldn't come."

"Yeah, but you know, school."

"The first thing I'm doing is coming home...well, maybe not the first thing, but, still..."

"Tell Aaron I said hi,"she said in a cute voice. I made a gagging sound. Why did everyone think Aaron was such a stud muffin?

"Hey, he's hot,"she protested.

"Whatever. Well, I need to go, I'm about to fall asleep on the phone."

"Okay, I'll get back to voting on my cell and let you crash."

"I love you. Tell Mc-Kay I love her too. And your mom. And her mom. And Shayla, Zeke, Colton-"

"Okay, I get the point. I will."

"Bye,"I yawned, hanging up the phone. And sat back, watching the T.V.

Wow. Camp Rock 2 was on tonight. I had this movie on DVD, but I watched with red, scratchy eyes, anyway. I mean, why was the whole movie focused around Joe Jonas? I found it sad. Poor Nick and Kevin. Ha. I was out of it. But Kevin was still pretty cute. I finally flipped the screen off, and laid back, going straight to sleep and dreaming of...the Jonas Brothers?? Awkward.

Chapter Two; Starbucks, 2 Miles

June 13th, 2009 around 11 am

And so I found myself being woke up to someone jumping on my bed. I sat up in confusion, reaching over to grab my glasses. Aaron smiled down at me.

"What are you doing in here?"I yawned.

"Molly let me in,"he smiled. "Besides, I figured it was about time for you to wake up. Today’s the big day. And I wanted to wish you good luck."

"You’re crazy, Smith."

"And you have morning breath,"he smirked. I covered my mouth with my hand, sighing. He reached over and took my hand down.

"I was just kidding. Get up, dressed, and whatever else girls do in the morning. We’ll have a free, fun-filled time today,"he grinned, standing up and going to sit on my humongous couch. Idiot.

I grabbed my robe and stuffed my arms through it. This was embarrassing. Ouch. My confidence is on a low. I rushed into the bathroom, fixing up my hair and face after taking a quick shower. I put my clothes on, studying myself in the mirror. My eyes were puffy and red, and I looked like I had endured weeks of stress. Which I had. This is as good as it’s going to get today. I sighed as I went out into the livingroom.

Aaron sat up, still grinning. I rolled my eyes at him as I sat on the recliner.

"You took forever."

I checked my watch.

"Brain check, I took like half an hour."

"Well, it seemed like forever."

"Yeah, well that’s because your mind operates so slow."

"Good one."

"I know."

There was a moment of silence as he scratched the back of his neck. I huffed, impatiently.

"Alright, alright, let’s go. Hit Starbucks first?"

"Definitely,"I nodded. I needed caffeine.

"Why were you watching Disney Channel last night?"he asked, slipping his jacket on. I gaped at him.

"Are you stalking me??"

"No! It’s just the channel it was on this morning,"he protested.

"Oh. I don’t know. I miss how things used to be, I guess."

"But...you’re living the dream."

"I know, but I can still miss my past."

He rolled his eyes at me as he opened the door, and I grabbed my purse before I walked out the door.

"You’re being melodramatic again."

"I am not!"I stuck my tongue out at him this time. I couldn’t resist the temptation.

"Whatev. Get in,"he smiled, opening the limo door for me.

"Won’t we attract attention in this thing?"I frowned at him once we were inside.

"Ponch can park a block away. Right, Ponch?" The Mexican limo driver looked back at us and nodded. I shrugged.

"So. Are you nervous?"

"What do you think?"I snapped. Oops. There went my temper again. "Sorry." Aaron just smiled.

"I am too. Good luck, anyways. I can’t wait. It’s going to be awesome to meet some fellow rockstars."

"What are you talking about?"I gave him a confused look.

"You gotta be kidding me, Laura."

"No, I’m not. Seriously, I don’t have a clue." Aaron bit his lip.

"You must really be out of it, love. Let’s see...Miley Cyrus is going to be there..." I made a gagging sound. He gave me a disapproving look.

"She’s not that bad. Hmm...Jordin Sparks, Carrie Underwood, oh, and the Jonas Brothers."

I could only imagine the look on my face. The Jonas Brothers? Oh, gee. I’m going to make a complete idiot of myself. Oh gee. Oh gee. I felt myself about to hyperventilate.

"Laura, breathe,"Aaron reminded me. I began inhaling and exhaling normally again. Then I felt tears at the corners of my eyes. Oh, crap. Here comes a flood of emotions built up over the last six weeks.

I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Laura?"

"I’m going to make an idiot of myself,"I croaked, and a tear slipped. Aaron looked concerned as he wiped it away with a forefinger.

"No, you’re not. You’re one of the most un-idiot people I know."

"That’s encouraging,"I sniffed.

"Look, just be yourself. No one could not like that." Of course, this comment only made me cry more. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I was being melodramatic.

He wrapped his arms around me in a bear hug. I cried the whole way to Starbucks. The limo stopped, and my head popped up, fixing my makeup and hair.

"You’re beautiful and awesome and one of the most amazing people I know, Laura,"Aaron ensured me as we walked inside. I told Aaron my order and went to sit down at a table, not really paying attention to my surroundings.

"Laura Dean, right?"said a voice behind me. Great. Just wonderful timing to be mobbed by fans.

"Yes,"I turned around. Then felt my jaw drop. Crap. He's gorgeous. All three of them were. But he was so gorgeous. Time to make a complete fool out of myself.

"That’s really cool! We’ll be there tonight,"he smiled, then looked to his younger, curly-haired brother.

"Don’t tell Aaron,"the younger brother said in a low voice,"but I’m rooting for you."

Nick. Joe. Kevin. My head was spinning. Then Aaron, my knight in shining armor at the moment, came to rescue me. In a rather blunt manner. He placed my cappuccino down in front of me, and turned to smile at them.

"Hey there! Awesome to see you guys."

"Well, yeah. We usually have that effect,"Joe smiled.

"I want my coffee,"Nick complained.

"Then go get it,"Kevin smirked at him. I felt light-headed. Aaron turned and winked at me, encouragement in his eyes. I gulped, finding my voice. Well, not really. I just started sipping my drink as Nick walked to the counter. Kevin glanced down at me.

"So are you guys like friends?"Joe smiled. "I figured you’d kill each other at sight." Kevin gave Joe a look, and Aaron chuckled.

"No, no. We’re good friends. That won’t change, no matter what happens,"he smiled at me,"at least I hope not..."

"Nope,"I smiled back, then blushed. I felt retarded.

"How come you don’t talk?"Joe asked me. I blushed more as Kevin elbowed him in the arm. "Ouch,"Joe complained, holding his arm.

"Um, well, I’m kinda shy,"I blurted out. Nick had come back up with his coffee.

"Really? Me too! Well, I used to be,"Joe said. Nick raised an eyebrow at him, and Aaron intervened for me.

"She didn’t talk to me for the first two weeks she knew me. She warms up eventually, though,"he gave me a wink. I faked a smile.

"Can we sit with you guys?"Kevin asked. I looked at our booth. It was big enough for them, but, still, it was going to be a little squished.

"Sure,"Aaron nodded, sitting down across from me. Jerk. He could have saved me from sitting next to one of them. Oh good Lord, help me. That was my thought as Kevin scooted into the booth beside me, and Nick and Joe sat on Aaron’s side. Wonderful. Somebody shoot me. Now. I felt the blush creeping up my neck and across my face, and took a long drink to cover up my mortification.

"I loved your song last night, Laura."

I choked on my coffee.And then had a coughing fit. Kevin patted my back. Oh gosh, this was so embarrassing. I let out my last cough, then flipped my hair over my shoulder. Grr.

"Thanks,"I said in a choked voice, then looked across the table. Joe was laughing at me. I am not going to cry, I am not going to cry, I am not going to cry... And so Aaron saved me again.In a way

“Did you have fun last week back at home, Laura?” He already knew the answer to this question. I nodded, trying to talk normally.

"Yeah, it was way fun. Especially going to my high school and seeing all my old friends. It’s weird how the tables turn. I used to be the freak of the school, and now I’m the most popular."

"You’re still a freak,"Aaron grinned.

"Only because you’re around,"I rolled my eyes at him, then turned to Nick. "You guys live close to here, right?"

"Yeah, we live in Los Angeles."

"That’s cool. I love California. I think I’ll move here as soon as I can."

"Well, we actually grew up in New Jersey. You’re from Virginia, right?"Kevin asked.

"West Virginia,"I corrected him. I hated when people asked where I was from. It made me feel like they would automatically think I was a hick if I told them where I was raised.

"Do they really still use outhouses there?"Joe asked curiously.

"Joe.."Kevin warned.

"What?"he asked innocently. "Miley’s dad told me they did."

"He was just kidding, Joe,"Nick chuckled.

"Well...have you ever used an outhouse?"

My face turned red. This conversation was getting terrible.

"Yeah, once I did,"I shrugged, trying to act unconcerned.

"She lived on a farm,"Aaron added.

"Really?"Nick asked, interested.

"Yep. We had a lot of horses and cows."

"Sweet. Ever go cow-tipping?"Joe sipped his mocha.

"You bet,"I grinned.

"I so want to go cow-tipping. Is it amazingly funny?"Kevin looked over at me.

"Yeah, it is actually. Cows are really stupid, it’s hilarious to confuse them,"I smiled. Aaron winked at me again. I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Ooo. I think she’s warming up,"Joe said in a sing-song voice.

"Well, I’m always hot,"I winked at him. He gaped at me, and I knew he wasn’t expecting that one. Yep, I can warm up, Joe Jonas.

"Here that, Kevin, she’s always hot. Are you getting sweaty over there?"Joe grinned. I threw a crumpled up napkin at him, and Kevin glared at him. Nick’s phone rang.

"Text,"he smiled, taking his phone out of his pocket. "Ah, we gotta go, guys. They wanna know our game plan for tonight. Aaron’s phone rang then, and mine rang immediately after.

"Ah,"Aaron smiled. "Seems like we’re all going the same place?" I nodded as I quickly read my message, then slipped my cell back in my purse.

"We should ride together,"Kevin grinned.

"We have our limo. It’s huge, and all that stuff,"Joe added.

"Okay, sure. Let me call Ponch and tell him, though,"Aaron nodded.

Kevin, Joe, Nick, and I headed on outside while Aaron was talking. Mr. Sunglasses came up beside me. I forgot about him even being around. Kevin looked over at him curiously.

"This is Mr. Sunglasses. He’s my bodyguard,"I chuckled. Mr. Sunglasses raised his eyebrows at me. He’d just have to get used to the nickname.

Soon, we were all in the Jonas’ limo, including Aaron. It was huge. These guys must be loaded with money.... Nick and Joe started arguing over something random, and Aaron was texting, probably to his girlfriend...which left me and Kevin in silence. Talk about uncomfortable. I bit lightly on my lip, pretending to be completely absorbed in looking outside.

"Are you nervous for tonight?"he asked me. I looked over and smiled.

"I feel like I’m going to throw up all over Simon." That made him laugh.

"He probably deserves it. Are you scared?"

"I’m always scared. I’ve always had some huge stage-fright issues."

"How come?"he frowned, "you’re awesome."

"It’s from eight grade. I was doing a duet with my best friend, and she started singing the wrong verse. It was so embarrassing. I never went on stage again until I tried out for American Idol."

"That takes some guts."

"I still get really stressed out whenever I have to perform. I just try to focus on the goal and the end."

"And what’s that?"

I remained silent for a moment, trying to think. What is my goal in life? You have to say something to him, or he’s going to think you’re mental.

"I don’t know,"I finally said,"but I definitely want to win this."

"That’s obvious,"he nodded. I loved his voice. Aaron looked over at me.

"You’re going down, sister,"he grinned. I threw a pillow at him. Yep. They had pillows in their limousine.

"In your dreams, A-rod." He laughed at me, then got the guys’ attention.

"So, who’d you all vote for? Me...or Laura?"

"Laura,"they all said simultaneously. I gaped, and so did Aaron.

"What?"his asked, disbelief spread across his features.

"Well, she sings good. And she looks good too,"Joe winked at me. I was still in shock. Aaron pouted.

"Do you think I have any chance of winning?"he looked over at me.

"Uhh..."I said, uncomfortable, and still in shock,"you have a great chance. I think you’ll win."

Nick blinked at me.

"Oh, come on, you gotta have more confidence than that."

This made me blush. I flipped my hair over my shoulder.

"Aaron’s really good. And he has all these teenage-girl fans. They love him,"I said in a chokey voice.

"Oh, come on. A lot of the more mature people like you. And the guys definitely like you,"Kevin put a hand on my shoulder.

"Are you saying I’m immature?"Aaron whined. I reached over and gave him a bear hug.

"That’s exactly what we’re saying, sweetheart,"I teased him. He pushed me away, sulking. I laughed at him.

"Are you guys dating?"Joe asked randomly. Aaron and I gave each other disgusted looks, and we both made gagging sounds.

"Eww. No. We’re just friends."

"Well, you know how our song goes..."Nick chuckled. I scooted away from Aaron as far as possible. Yucky.

"Oo, getting cozy there, are we, Kev?"Joe commented. I glared at him, and Kevin shrugged, looking out the window.

This was going to be a long day.

Chapter Three; Making American Idol

June 13, 2009 around 2 pm

We finally made it to the Kodak theater, going in the back way. I sighed as Melinda walked up to me and Aaron. She was our 'manager' for the time being, in a ways.

"Laura, Aaron, you need to choose your outfits tonight, and each of you will be singing a song. Which one did you choose?"she placed her hands on her hips, a clipboard under one arm.

"I'm doing 'Over You' by Daughtry,"Aaron smiled. Melinda swivelled her clipboard upright and started righting. She gave me a pointed look over her glasses. I gulped.

"'Your Guardian Angel' by the Red Jumpsuit Apparatus,"I squeaked. She rolled her eyes at me as she scribbled it down.

"Now. Get to your dressing rooms."

I waved goodbye to Aaron and the Jonas brothers as I headed down the hallway to my room. It seemed so empty now, without all the other girls. Sara, Ashley, Meghan...Tears stung at my eyes. Get a grip. You're getting way too emotional.Hannah, my makeup artist, walked to my mirror stand.

"Hey honey. Ready for tonight?"she gave me a wide smile.

"As ready as I'll ever be,"I muttered. She looked at me sympathetically.

"Well, come on, let's get really ready for this. Sheila's waiting for you in the back. She has a few really good dress selections for you."

"Oh goody,"I grumbled. I hated dresses. I followed Hannah to the back, where the racks of outfits were. Sheila was waiting for me, her full lips pursed in frustration.

"Now. You do look good in blue,"she said, holding up a cocktail-styled, blue-flowered dress. I gagged, and she rolled her eyes.

"Yellow?" Well, it was decent.

"We'll see,"I replied. She held up a few more dresses, and we narrowed it down to three. Now I got to try them on. Lucky.

I quickly stripped down, slipping into the yellow-ruffled dress. It was so cold in here. Sheila and I studied myself in the mirror. I frowned a little. I didn't like how tight it was around the waist. And it was a little low...

"Next,"I sighed.

I finally picked the dress I liked; a long, silk, purple dress with a split up the side. Not too high of a split, it only went right above my knee. And purple was such my color.

"I like it,"I smiled. Sheila and Hannah both nodded in approval. Hannah looked me over.

"Okay. I've got down what I'm doing for your makeup, then. Ernest is ready to do your hair now.

"Now?" The day had went fast,. Sure, I went through lunch break and schedules with Melinda, but still, it couldn't be that late.

"Yep, now. It's seven 'o 'clock, dear." Yikes. I felt the butterflies in my stomach, and my arms were soon covered in goose bumps.

"Can I take a break before I see Ernest?"I bit my lip. Hannah looked down at her watch.

"Sure, dearie. You have half an hour. Go break a leg,"she winked. Nobody should ever say that to me. It might just happen. I let it go, and strolled out of the room, still in my dress, and makeup, but barefoot. Those high-heels were killers, and no one real important was around right now. I just wanted to see Aaron.

I finally found him sitting in one of the average-sized sitting rooms. Talking to Miley Cyrus. I quickly plopped myself down beside him. His face split into a grin.

"Well, hello. Don't you look lovely? I was just talking to Miley here,"he motioned to the younger girl. I looked over and smiled shyly.

"Hello,"Miley smiled,"I've seen you guys so much on TV. Good luck tonight."

"Thanks,"Aaron grinned. I groaned mentally. What a flirt.

"I never thought I'd see an American Idol with finalists your ages,"she giggled. Annoyingly. I raised an eyebrow at her, waiting for an explanation.

"I mean, like, Aaron is seventeen, and you're nineteen. Usually they're in their twenties,"she shrugged. I smiled slightly. This was getting awkward. Of course this would be the moment for Kevin and Joe to walk in.

"Oh hey, hey, guys,"Kevin waved stuttering a bit as he nodded to Miley. Joe had his DJ Danger sunglasses on, and was running a comb through his hair. He looked over at me and grinned.

"Oo, Laura, nice dress choice. The purple brings out the color in my eyes." Kevin punched him lightly on the shoulder, and Miley giggled.

"Yes, that's the only reason I wore it, Joe,"I said sarcastically, smiling slightly.

"So. How are you guys, I mean, um, people I guess? Or guys and girls. Oh, whatever, how are you doing?"Kevin stumbled over his question, then blushed. He sat down beside Miley, but not too close. Joe held back a snort of laughter.

"I feel like...well, I don't know how to describe it,"Aaron shrugged.

"I feel like I'm going to be sick,"I groaned.

"Ah, well, I'm sure you'll be okay. You're always awesome out on stage,"Kevin reassured me, still blushing. Joe elbowed him in the side.

"Ouch,"He hissed quietly at his younger brother, kicking him in the shin. Joe grinned at me.

"Besides, you remember the drill. Take deep breaths, and imagine me with only underwear on." I raised an eyebrow, then threw a pillow at him. He deflected it easily, still grinning.

"Laura and Aaron!"I heard Melinda's voice screech. Aaron sighed grumpily.

"Why aren't you getting ready?! The show starts in only two hours!"she exclaimed, almost in hysterics. Joe turned his face away so she wouldn't see him laughing.

"We were just taking a break, Mels. And I think you need to take a breath,"Aaron winked at her. She scowled at him.

"You don't have time to take a break! Days of 'taking breaks' are over for you! Now get to your dressing rooms. Now!"she yelled as she strolled off. Aaron and I jumped up, and he stretched his arms out.

"Well. I guess we better go. Mels must've forgot to take her hormone pills this morning."

"Okay, well good luck guys,"Miley smiled, waving at Aaron. She couldn't keep her eyes off of him. Gag.

"Yeah, good luck. You'll do great,"Kevin smiled at me. As we walked off, I heard Joe and Kevin talking.

"Gee. Melinda's even worse than Mom."

"Oh, come on, Mom is amazing."

"You know what else is amazing?"

"Hmm?"

"How funny you look whenever you're around Laura."

It was my turn to sing. I felt my self shivering as I stepped out onto the stage. My wavy hair had been put back into a simple clasp, letting it run down over my shoulder. The first note started playing in my earpiece, and I took in a deep breath, letting out the first note.

"When I see your smile...tears roll down my face, I can't replace...you know that I'm strong..." I was looking around the crowd, gliding across the stage every once in awhile. Simon had his chin rested on his palm, Randy was leaning back, watching me intently, and Paula had leaned forward, listening closely.

"I will never let you fall...I'll stand up with you forever...I'll be there for you through it all...even if saving you sends me to heaven..." The Jonas Brothers, Miley Cyrus, and Jordin Sparks were sitting to the side of the stage. I could feel their eyes on me. I only wished my grandpa could be here to see me.

"...and waves are crashing, and stars are falling all for us. Days grow longer, and nights grow shorter, I can show you I'll be the one..." Then somebody in the crowd caught my attention. Shock ran through my mind, but I kept singing in a steady, strong voice. Ciara and McKenzie were here. Inside I could hear myself squealing in excitement.

"..and my skies are turning gray, but I know it'll be okay-ay. I will never let you fall, I'll stand up with you.." Oh no. Here comes the tears. You gotta pull through this, Laura. I came forth with the last note as the tears spilled out. I hadn't realized how much I was sweating. I put my arm up in the air in triumph, overwhelmed by the emotion of the moment. I loved that song.

Backstage. It was over. That part of it, at least. The results were still to come. My makeup was fixed up quickly, and I refreshed before I went down to sit by Nick Jonas so I could listen to Aaron sing. He did an awesome job, and I cheered for him. Nick put a hand on my shoulder.

"You did wonderful tonight. I really hope you get it,"he smiled, standing up with his brothers.

"Where are you guys going?"I asked in confusion.

"Getting ready to perform,"Joe shrugged as he reached a hand out to help Miley up.

"Oh,"I said. I felt stupid.

There was a commercial break, giving me a chance to talk to Jordin Sparks. She was a really nice person. We laughed at some jokes, then sat back as the Jonas Brothers and Miley Cyrus sit up to sing. Joe still had his DJ Danger sunglasses on. I rolled my eyes.

Miley started the song out, then Joe and Nick jumped in, and Kevin joined the chorus with harmony, his fingers moving so fast on his guitar they blurred. I listened intently, reminded of how much I had loved them before I came here and got wrapped up in everything. Aaron came to sit down beside me, and placed his hand over mine, squeezing it gently. I squeezed back hard. I was actually excited.

Another commercial break. Jordin got ready to sing, and the Jonas Brothers and Miley took their equipment apart, coming back to sit down with us. Jordin was up now. Miley came into the row first, with Joe behind her, then Nick, and Kevin. Which meant Kevin was sitting beside me. I must have gripped Aaron's hand a bit tighter, because he snatched it out of my grip. Kevin looked over and gave me a small smile. I smiled back.

Commercial break. Aaron and I were up. And about to see who was going to be the next American Idol.

We were soon stage when the show came back on. I looked down at Ciara and McKenzie. They were watching nervously, giving me reassuring smiles I took a deep breath.

I wasn't paying any attention to what Ryan was saying. He had one arm around me and the other arm around Aaron. He was always so dramatic with his speeches. I started listening as I sensed he was near the end.

"...so who did America vote for? Our small town girl from northern West Virginia, or our million-dollar man from upstate New York?" He released us, holding up a slip to read.

"The winner of American Idol is...get this, by only 437 votes..."He left a dramatic pause. I felt my heart stop. Crap, just say it, Ryan. Or I'm going to die right here on stage.

"...Laura Dean!" The crowd erupted as my knees buckled and I fell to the floor. My hands covered my mouth in shock, and I felt myself crying. This was unreal, it couldn't be happening. A few minutes, and I composed myself, standing up. I looked over at Aaron. Oh, sweetheart...I thought, then reached over and gave him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. He hugged me back, but I could see the disappointment on his face.

I had won.

Chapter Four; Going to McDonald's

June 13th, 2009 around 11:30 pm

And so the season was over. Whew. As soon as the crowd began to clear out, I rushed over and basically attacked Ciara and McKenzie. I was so happy to see them, I started crying again. I didn't realize how homesick I was.

"Oh. My. Gosh. I missed you guys so much,"I sniffed as I hugged Ciara.

"We missed you too,"McKenzie chuckled. I looked over at her. She had tears in her eyes too.

"You were wonderful,"she smiled. I gave her a bear hug. I looked around for a moment, not seeing the Jonas Brothers, so...I just did it. It was such an inside joke. I threw my arms up in the air.

"Group hug!"I yelled, putting an arm around Ciara and McKenzie. They giggled.

"Much better,"I said in my best Kevin impression.

"Not too shabby, Dean,"I heard a voice behind me. I turned around to see Nick.

"Hey,"I smiled. I thought Ciara was about to faint beside me. Maybe McKenzie also.

"You did awesome. See, we told you you'd do good,"he grinned.

"Aw, well, you guys weren't that bad, either,"I chuckled, then looked over at Kenzie and Ciara.

"I need Vault!" Their eyes widened.

"No way. You know how you get with that stuff!"Kenzie exclaimed.

"I don't care!"I jumped up and down, already happy. Ryan promised that I wouldn't have any paparazzi after me tonight, and I was going to take full advantage of that fact by hanging out with my friends.

"Hey, Nick!"Joe yelled as he came up. He winked at me, and I smirked.

"What?"Nick raised an eyebrow.

"Kevin and I are going to go to McDonald's. Wanna come?"he grinned. There was something behind that grin. Nick's eyes lit up.

"Do you think they'll remember us from last time?" Joe shrugged.

"I dunno. What does it matter? They can't ban us forever. Besides, it'll be fun."

"What exactly did you guys do to get 'banned',"I laughed. Joe smiled at me.

"Well..it was Joe's idea, really. But seriously, who can resist the play place?"Nick chuckled. I snorted at them.

"And you're going to do it again tonight?"

"Yeah, wanna come?"Kevin asked as he walked up. I glanced over at Ciara and McKenzie. They nodded furiously. Both of them looked like they were about to have a heart attack. I held back laughter.

"Only if I get to drink Vault."

Kenzie rolled her eyes at me. "No way, Laura. Don't you remember last time? You were up for 37 hours straight."

"Yeah,"I whined, "but that was a year ago. And you guys drink it all the time."

"Well, it doesn't have the same effects on us,"Ciara piped up. I narrowed my eyes at her.

"Fine, fine,"Kenzie sighed. "Just one drink, though, Laura, I'm warning you."

I grinned. "Okay, let's go, but let me ge out of this stupid dress first. Come with me guys,"I motioned to Kenzie and Ciara to follow me. Kenzie waved at Joe as she went by. When we got into my dressing room, they both screamed and started talking all at once..

"Oh my Jonas, why in the world didn't you tell us?!"

"Nick is even cuter in person!"

"Did you see Joe?! He waved back at me!"

I rolled my eyes. "Cut it out, guys. My eardrums are about to burst." They gaped at me.

"Come on, Laura. You know you're just obsessed as us,"Kenzie frowned.

"Yeah, well, I got over it I guess." Ciara blinked at me. "Okay, okay. Kevin is still pretty hot." They both grinned, and Kenzie clapped her hands together.

"Oh, this is so great. All my dreams have com true! Thanks for winning, Laura!"

"Anytime,"I smiled, slipping some jeans and a t-shirt on. I wasn't too big on fashion.

The guys were waiting for us out back. They led us toward a red convertible.

"Who's driving?"I smirked.

"Me,"Kevin said as he got into the driver's seat. Joe frowned at him.

"I don't see why-"

"Forget it, Joe,"Kevin cut him off.

"Couldn't I just drive-"

"No!"Nick and Kevin exclaimed simultaneously. Kenzie laughed at Joe's pout.

We found ourselves in the car with Kevin and Joe in the front seat and Nick, Ciara, Kenzie, and I in the back. Kevin didn't drive too fast, but fast enough. We were soon at a McDonald's on the outskirts of town. Kevin parked and we all got out.

We all ordered our food, and the guys insisted on paying. After some arguing, we gave in and let them, finding a table. Ciara was a vegetarian, so she just got some fries. I got a bacon cheeseburger with fries, and Kenzie got a salad.

The table was big enough for all all; us girls sat on one side while the boys sat on the other. I was straight across from Kevin. He started telling some lame jokes, but I laughed anyway. Joe rolled his eyes when Kev started stuttering.

"Kevin. Stop talking like that."

Kevin pushed him. "Ah, don't tell me what to do, DJ Dangaaa."

"Sure, okay,"Joe smirked, throwing a french fry at him. But it hit Nick instead.

"Hey!"

"Whoops. Sorry 'bout that,"Joe shrugged. Kevin threw his straw wrapper at him. Joe sighed as he stood up, dumping his garbage into the trash.

"Be right back. I gotta peee. Then let the games begin,"He grinned, heading towards the bathroom.

"Have fun,"I called after him. Kevin snickered.

I noticed my friends were being exceptionally quiet. I rested my head on Kenzie's shoulder.

"Did you bring my Vault?"I said in an innocent voice. She sighed grumpily as she took a can out of her purse and handed it to me. I shook my shoulders back and forth in anticipation as I opened the can up.

"Why do I get the feeling I've just done something horribly wrong?"she asked Ciara.

"Because I think you just did,"Ciara chuckled. My friends knew me way too well. One drink, and I was already feeling hyped up. I drank half the can and saved the rest for later. They looked at me nervously, and I grinned. Kevin and Nick laughed.

"So, how bad does she get?"

"Worse than Joe,"Ciara said sadly.

"Ouch,"Nick grimaced.

"Oh, shutup, you guys,"I pouted.

"Uh-oh. I can see it already. She's getting the pout,"Kevin teased. I threw my last french fry at him. It hit him right in the forehead, and we all laughed.

"Having fun without me?"Joe pouted as he came back. We just laughed at him.

"Play place!"I exclaimed, running towards it. Oh, how I loved sugar. I took my shoes off and jumped into the section with all the rainbow-colored balls. I heard someone crash behind me.

"Nickkk!"I exclaimed, then dived under, grabbing his ankle.

"Hey!"he protested, trying to wrench away from my grip. Joe and Kevin dived in then, with Ciara and Kenzie right behind them.

"And Aaron told us she was shy,"Joe shook his head, surveying the scene.

"Well, A-rod's an idiot,"I giggled hysterically, going over and pushing Ciara in deeper.

"Aww, come on, Si-si. This is fun!"I laughed as I went over and Joe and I started throwing the balls at each other.

"Slide!"Kevin exclaimed, making his way out of the ball pen. I raced after him.

"I call the big blue slide!"I yelled.

"Aww, I wanted that one,"he smiled.

"Whoever gets there first, I guess." I raced ahead of him, but it didn't take too much effort for him to catch up. He reached the slide first, and slid down it. I shrugged and jumped down after him, slamming into his back at the bottom.

"Umm, ouch?"he raised an eyebrow at me. I just laughed at him, attempting to stand up, but I fell over, hitting my head on a metal pole. The sound produced a sharp ring. Ouch. Now that hurt. I rubbed my head.

"Are you okay?"Kevin held out a hand still grinning. I ignored his hand and got up myself.

"Perfectly fine,"I said in my most dramatic tone. He cracked up. On the way back to the playpen entrance, I fell again, and he tripped over my foot. We laid on the ground laughing until we saw someone standing over us. Yikes. Looked like the manager. She had her arms crossed.

"Get out now,"she seethed. Kevin and I quickly got up as she walked to confront the others. I slipped my shoes on and grabbed my Vault as we rushed out the door, still laughing.

"That was wonderful,"I said, tears at the corners of my eyes from laughing so hard. I plopped down in the front seat, and gave Kevin a shrug.

"Joe will get over me taking his seat, right?"

"He can deal with it,"Kevin smiled. Soon the rest of the group came out. Nick's arm was very noticeable around Ciara's shoulders. I winked at her, finishing up the rest of my Vault.

"Oh no,"Kenzie groaned as she saw me. I gave her a big smile, and she rolled her eyes as I blew kisses to her.

Joe didn't seem to notice that I had taken his seat as he sat down beside Kenzie. I looked over at Kevin, and he shrugged again, starting up the engine and backing out of the parking lot. I looked at the clock. It was 1 am. Wow. Time flew today.

We were soon back at the hotel; it ended up the Jonas Brothers had their own rooms here, too. I smiled as Kenzie, Ciara, and I headed back to my room after saying goodnight to the guys. I had a wonderful time.

Chapter Five; Waterphobic

June 14, 2009 around 7:00 am

I didn't sleep the whole night. Neither did McKenzie or Ciara. We stayed up talking about past times and old fantasies. It was around 7 am now.

"Remember Mason? Ciara giggle. Kenzie and I nodded, both laughing.

"He looked so much like Nick it was scary,"I replied, and Kenzie rolled her eyes at me.

"Oh, come on, Laura, seriously. You were the one who kept hugging-"she was cut off as the phone rang. I frowned.

"I wonder who that could be?"I said as I took the phone off the hook.

"Hello?"

"Hey. It's Joe."

"Why are you calling?"I asked, confused.

"Because I figured you guys would be awake by now."

Kenzie picked up the other phone, listening in with Ciara.

"Well, we are,"I said, pretending to be annoyed. Kenzie raised an eyebrow at me.

"Psht. Fine. Be that way."

"Joe,"I laughed as he hung up. Kenzie's eyes were wide with shock.

"What did you do that for?" I ignored her question, dialing the guys' room. On the third ring, Kevin answered.

"Hey."

"Hey, Kevin. Let me guess, is Joe pouting in the corner?" There was a pause, then a loud crash. He came back on he line, laughing.

"Yeah, he is."

"Everything okay?"I bit my lip to hold back laughter.

"Mmmhmm. We're h-having a wonderful time over here." There was another crash followed by the sound of running water. Nick got on the phone.

"Hey! You guys should come over!"

I glanced over at Kenzie and Ciara.

"Hmm. I don't know..."

"Aw, come on, it'll be fun. Wear your bathing suits,"he chuckled as he hung up. The girls looked at me, and I shrugged. We grinned at each other, and then rushed around to get ready. Obviously, we were going to the beach.

Soon, we were all ready. Okay, maybe not soon, but we had a lot to get prepared for. Kenzie had a cute black and white polka dotted bathing suit on; Ciara had a rainbow-striped bikini, and I had on a purple two-piece. We put a shirt on over our tops, and slipped some shorts on. This was going to be great.

I knocked after we walked down to the guys' room. Of course, Joe answered the door, and I busted out laughing. He had goggles on, his hair was gelled ito humongous spikes, and he had superman-logo trunks on. He wrinkled his nose up at me.

"Come in,"he said. Ciara and Kenzie walked in, but Joe slammed the door in my face as I walked forward. I gaped for a moment, then crossed my arms, putting on my most furious look. I could hear them laughing inside. Nick opened the door, kicking Joe in the shin.

"Ow!"he whined, holding onto his leg. Kevin pushed him.

"Ignore him. I don't know who this kid is, he just showed up at my house one day and tricked my parents into taking him in. No relation at all."

I laughed at them as I walked in. Kevin's voice was so cute.

"You're a retard, Kev,"Joe sulked. Kevin pushed him, knocking him over onto the bed.

"Okay, so, Laura, you don't have to be on the red carpet 'til nine tonight, right?"Nick asked as he began texting on his phone. I had never figured out what was so appealing about texting.

"Right,"I nodded.

"Okay. So we're going to the beach, and you guys are coming with us,"he grinned.

"Uh. Are you sure?"Kenzie asked hesitantly. I gave her a sharp look. What's on her mind?

"Positively sure,"Joe winked, grabbing his beach towel.

"Sounds great to me,"Ciara shrugged. Joe ran into me on purpose.

"Hey!"I exclaimed, hitting his bare chest with the back of my hand. He put his hand over the red spot already appearing on his skin, wincing.

"Get a shirt on, Joe,"Kevin laughed.

"That was definitely Jonas abuse. I can't take that,"he pointed an accusing finger at me, glaring.

"Oh, so sorry, Joey,"I gave him a hug after he slipped his shirt on. Nick and Ciara were talking to the side.

"Come on guys. It'll be nice on the beach if we go now,"Kevin said, looking at his watch. Kenzie and I exchanged smiles as we headed out with the boys.

We had the same seating arrangement as we did last night with the boys. I let the wind rush through my long blonde hair. Kevin cranked the radio up as we made our way down the road. Alicia Keys came on, and I sang along, finally feeling free from weeks of stress. 'No one, no one, no one, no one can get in the way of what I'm feeling...' Life is good.

The song ended and I sighed, leaning back in my seat. Kevin smiled at me. It was a half an hour journey to the beach. Nick, Ciara, Joe, and Kenzie were having a good time chatting in the backseat.

"You like to swim?"Kevin asked, attempting a conversation.

"I can't swim,"I said sheepishly. He raised his eyebrows.

"That's sad. How come?"

"I dunno, I just never learned." There was a moment of awkward silence.

"I...could teach you,"he finally said, though hesitantly. I looked up at him and blinked.

"Hmm. I dunno..."

"I won't let you drown or anything,"he smiled. I took a deep breath. I really didn't want to tell him this... Stupid boys...

"What's wrong?"he looked over, concerned. I mumbled something inaudible.

"Speak English, please?"

"I...I'm afraid of the water." I pressed my lips together nervously, waiting for his response. He just smiled.

"As I said before, I won't let you drown." I bit my lip, then nodded. I let out a huge yawn. I spent the last ten minutes of the trip sleeping. Vault didn't pull through for me this time.

"Wake up, sleepy!"I jumped as something hit me in the head, startled. It was a beach ball, and Joe was the culprit. I glared at him, stretching. Everyone one else was out of the car, so I jumped out, the sand coming up over my flip flops and burning my feet.

I hopped around, laying my beach towel out next to the others', and sitting down on it. I got some sun screen out of my small bag, taking my t-shirt and shorts off as I rubbed the cream over my exposed skin. Finally, Ciara grabbed one of my hands, and Kenzie grabbed the other, pulling me into the shallows and letting go. I stood there, letting the waves rock against my legs as the girls went out deeper. I shivered unconsciously. This was deep enough for me.

The guys came out soon, too, causing me to laugh. Kevin had definitely lost his tan over the summer, and Joe and Nick both had farmers' tans. Joe's hair was still spiked up as he ran into the water, dunking Kenzie. I rolled my eyes. Nick gave me a high five as he ran past me beside Ciara.

Kevin came up to me slowly, seeing my predicament.

"Okay?"he smiled softly, and I nodded. He was going to make me go out with the rest of them, I knew it. He reached a hand out to me.

"Come on." I bit my lip, hesitating. He didn't miss that.

"You'll be fine, I won't let anything happen to you." I inhaled deeply, taking his outstretched hand. He took baby steps backwards, letting me get used to the depth of the water.

The waves actually weren't that bad. I was used to the Atlantic Ocean, but the Pacific was much calmer. I gasped as I felt the solid sand disappear from under my feet, and started shaking, trying to go backwards. I hate this.

Kevin wouldn't let me, though. He took hold of my arms, swimming over until we were close to the rest of the group. Joe opened his mouth to start making fun of us, but thought better of it when Kevin gave him a murderous look.

Ciara and Kenzie smiled over at me encouragingly. I gritted my teeth together, then shuddered.

"You'll be alright,"he reassured me. Then something slipped across my arms, and I felt like screaming.

"What about sharks?"I asked weakly. Nick laughed at me.

"Don't worry, hardly any sharks come around here; if there are any, it's only little ones." I still didn't like the idea. It made me think about other things like jellyfish, octopuses, and other mysterious creatures. Kevin could tell I was stressing.

"Maybe the ocean isn't the best place for starters?"he shrugged. I nodded, relieved. He was going to take me back to shore. The rest of the group was goofing off splashing each other, but they came back into sweet, dry, precious land also with Kevin and I.

I felt able to breathe again once I stretched out on my beach towel, looking up at the clear blue sky. It's beautiful here.

About 2 hours later, with everyone except me getting back into the water, we left. It was exactly 9:30 am, and we still had a full day for us. Oh boy.

Chapter Six; Walking, erm, Tripping the Red Carpet

June 14, 2009 around 8:30 pm

I was getting my hair done in preparation for the red carpet. Ernest's fingers picked out pieces of my hair, wrapping them expertly up into a complex hair-do. He was amazing. But boring. At least Melinda's not around anymore...

It was 8:30, and I had to be on the carpet by 9:00. We were running late, considering my make-up hadn't been done yet. I was in my dress, though; the one from the finale. It went lovely with the make-up Hannah used. I looked in the mirror and actually felt beautiful.

Soon it was time to go out. I felt butterflies rise in my stomach, but I pushed them back down. I can do this.

When we arrived at the red carpet, one of my bodyguards helped me out of the limo. The crowd was really loud, and cameras were clicking everywhere. I spotted Aaron not too far off, and waved. He gave me a smile, then turned back to the lady who as interviewing him. I found myself bogged down with reporters from newspapers and magazines.

Then it happened. I was making my way over to a J-14 interviewer, and I tripped, over nothing in particular. Just my own feet. The heels didn't help the situation as I fell flat on my face. There was a gasp from the crowed, and cameras flashed wildly in my direction. I quickly took a hand that was outstretched to help me up. I finally got on my feet, and could tell that my face was bright red.

Of course, when I looked up, the person standing in front of me was Kevin. I'm going to die....He was smiling at me. Was there pity in that smile? I murmured an apology and thanks.

"It's okay. It happens to everybody."

"Uh-huh,"I chuckled nervously, looking round at the furiously flashing cameras. He put a hand on my shoulder, leaning down to whisper in my ear.

"Joe does it all the time." I laughed as he offered me his arm, and I took it. The J-14 reporter came straight for me.

I loved interviews, but they could be extremely annoying at times. And I was still humiliated by my accident. Not to mention, the reporter kept insinuating that Kevin and I were an object. Whatever. I don't really think that's the biggest issue at the moment. But, before I knew it, the interview was over, and we were free to walk around again.

After forever, it was over, and I could take those stupid high-heels off. Kevin and I had a good time talking during the event, but barely got to see Aaron. That was sad.

I sighed to myself, exhausted. It was 11:00. Kevin rode back with me to the hotel. I yawed as we went up in the elevator to our floor, and he walked up to my door with me.

"Don't trip on the way in,"he teased. I rolled my eyes, punching his shoulder lightly.

"Oh well. I had a good time tonight."

"Really?" He was happy at my comment.

"Of course,"I smiled, giving him a hug. He looked surprised, but hugged me back.

"Thanks, Kev. Goodnight,"I said as I walked into my suite. Kenzie and Ciara were standing right by the door. I put my hands on my hips, looking at them strictly.

"Don't even tell me you were looking through the peephole." Ciara blushed.

"You diddd,"I groaned, crashing backwards on the bed.

"Well...we watched you on TV,"Kenzie shrugged. I closed my eyes, sighing.

"Oh, come on, Laura. You and Kevin are sooo cute. Not to mention you've had a crush on him for almost three years now. And he's your favorite Jonas Brother."

"I just don't think I'm ready for a relationship now, guys." I opened my eyes to look at their confused expressions.

"Laura...if you seriously mean that, which I don't think you do, you need to stop leading Kevin on,"Kenzie frowned. I jumped up.

"What?! I am not leading him on, Kenzie. We've only known each other for like, three days. We're just friends!"

"So the song says..."Ciara mumbled. Kenzie gave me a pointed look.

"We watched you on live television, remember? You guys were together the whole time. And you should have seen the way he looked at you. He's definitely interested in you, Laura." I put my hands over my face. Why is my life so drama-filled?

"I don't know. I'm confused." Ciara smiled at me.

"You always say that when you like someone."

"Yeah, well it didn't work out too great last time,"I frowned, laying back down on the bed. Kenzie let out a sigh frustration.

"Did I ever tell you you're crazy?"

"Multiple times."

"Laura, it's about time you got over Nathan." There was a moment of silence, and I hesitated to speak, so Ciara spoke for me.

"I loved your red carpet entrance." I cracked up.

"I love you, Si-si."

"Thanks, I love you too,"she smiled. We all sighed at the same time.

"I don't think I love Nathan anymore,"I frowned.

"That's good news,"Kenzie said, a little more upbeat. Kenzie and Ciara gave each other a look. They're up to something...

The phone suddenly rang, and Kenzie jumped up to grab it. Her face fell, and she handed me the phone.

"It's your mom." I laughed. She was obviously hoping for one of the Jonas Brothers. I love my friends, I thought as I started talking to my mom.

txtn @ lunch. brb.

June 17, 2009

I was in Los Angeles. It seemed like a month had passed by instead of a week. After all the interviews, photo shoots, and dinners, I realized that this was more than I had originally bargained for.

Ciara and Kenzie went back home because of school, and I was sorta lonely without Aaron around. Especially since an article had come out about my red carpet catastrophe. And, of course, it was all over the news, with video proof. I was so humiliated, but I couldn't show it.I had declined anymore interviews because they were getting increasingly annoying.

I decided to get on the internet that day; I had been on in a long time. I missed my roleplaying, but I didn't have the time for it anymore. As soon as I signed on IM, something popped up asking if I wanted to be thunderbolt85's friends. I clicked the 'yes'. Ciara was on, I saw. I quickly typed to her.

girlxbrushedxredx777:hey u there?

No response. Hmm. Then a new IM popped up, from thunderbolt85.

thunderbolt85: hey its kevin

I raised my eyebrows, remembering that I had given him my screen name.

girlxbrushedxredx777:oh hey how do i know you're not some 49 year old creep out to get me?

thunderbolt85: vry funny. wht r u do n?

girlxbrushedxredx777: nothing. im in L.A.

thunderbolt85: ha. me 2.

girlxbrushedxredx777: oh really?

thunderbolt85: yah were home 4 the weekend.

girlxbrushedxredx777: i thought you guys were always touring.

girlxbrushedxredx777: well, most of the time.

thunderbolt85: not much 4 now. ur getn rdy 4 a tour across us of a, so i heard.

girlxbrushedxredx777: yep. but i think im going to get extremely tired.

thunderbolt85: u get used 2 it after awhile.

I smiled. Then Ciara IMed me back.

cOOkIELUvEr1O1: guess wht?

girlxbrushedxredx777: hmm?

cOOkIELUvEr1O1: NJ just txtd me.

girlxbrushedxredx777: ive been IMing w/ Kevin.

cOOkIELUvEr1O1: tht's neat. idk wht i should say, tho.

girlxbrushedxredx777: what did he text?

cOOkIELUvEr1O1: he txtd: hey ci, wu?

girlxbrushedxredx777: well, just tell him what's up.

cOOkIELUvEr1O1: oh.

I laughed at her. She could be so blonde at times...I checked my IM with Kevin again, to see he had written again.

thunderbolt85: u there?

girlxbrushedxredx777: yep. I was talking to Ciara.

thunderbolt85: oh, nick was just txtn her.

girlxbrushedxredx777: yea, i know. that's cute.

thunderbolt85: i guess. do u have a bzy sched.?

girlxbrushedxredx777: of course. it's awful.

thunderbolt85: aww, im sry. :(

girlxbrushedxredx777: ur cute.

thunderbolt85: ppl always tell me tht.

thunderbolt85: ;)

girlxbrushedxredx777: P

thunderbolt85: u should come ovr

girlxbrushedxredx777: hm maybe when i have time.

thunderbolt85: wen do u have time?? :)

girlxbrushedxredx777: im free tomorrow at lunch.

thunderbolt85: k call me 2nite.

girlxbrushedxredx777: i will.

thunderbolt85: alrite. well i gtg, were about 2 have dinner

girlxbrushedxredx777: ttyl

thunderbolt85: :)

He signed off, and I immediately starting IMing with Ciara.

girlxbrushedxredx777: k, let's talk while they're eating. what did nick say?

cOOkIELUvEr1O1: we were just tlkn about random things. wht about u & k?

girlxbrushedxedx777: he wants me to go over to their house tomorrow.

cOOkIELUvEr1O1: ru jking? omj.

girlxbrushedxredx777: w/e

cOOkIELUvEr1O1: how can u say w/e? tht's awesum!

girlxbrushedxredx777: idk im kinda stressing.

cOOkIELUvEr1O1: psht. i would b 2. least u no his family is nice ppl.

girlxbrushedxredx777: you got a point there.

cOOkIELUvEr1O1: ha nick is soooo cute.

girlxbrushedxredx777: sure...

cOOkIELUvEr1O1: aw, come on, dont b like tht.

girlxbrushedxredx777: jk. ily.

cOOkIELUvEr1O1: ily2 gtg ttyl

girlxbrushedxredx777: k bye

The next day

"So you'll be here? Sure you don't want to pick me up?"

"I'm sure, Kevin,"I chuckled. I so wasn't nervous.

"Okay..."he said hesitantly.

"I'll see you then,"I smiled, hanging up and exhaling. This was making me nervous.

Mr. Sunglasses showed up a I came out of the room, with another security guard at his side. I'm sick of bodyguards... I had recently gotten some hate mail due to Kevin and I being at the red carpet together. It was ridiculous.

They drove behind and ahead of my limousine, in black SUVs. I think I had six of them now, or something like that. I needed to check on things...

We reached the Jonas's big yellow...mansion, I guess you'd call it. At least, that's what it seemed like to a small town girl from West Virginia, but I usually overrate things.

"Thanks,"I said to Mr. Sunglasses's friend as he helped me out of the limo. I walked up to the Jonas's front door hesitantly, a bodyguard on either side of me. I reached to knock on the door when Joe opened the door, smiling.

"Soooo glad you could make it! What's up with the security??"he gave my body guards weird looks. They didn't looked pleased. I shoved him inside, and told my security I’d be okay here. They looked to each other, then looked back at me, nodding. I shut the door.

"Joeee!"I exclaimed. "They could've shot you or something!" He shrugged, and I rolled my eyes. A smiling lady with curly hair walked in the oom.

"You must be Laura. I'm Denise Jonas. Kevin's up in his room, and Nick-"she was cut off as a small boy came running ino the room with a water gun, shooting Joe. I recognized him as Frankie, and the lady as Denise Jonas.

"Franklin Jonas! Up to your room, now, mister!"Mrs. Jonas exclaimed as Joe tackled Frankie and lifted him up on his shoulder.

"I didn't know she was here..."Frankie's voice trailed off as Joe carried him upstairs, passing Nick on the way. Nick jumped, skipping the last step.

"What's for lunch, Mom?"he asked after waving at me.

"Chicken and rice,"she sighed, then turned to me. "You can go on into the livingroom, Nick will show you the way. I believe my husband is in there."

Nick motioned for me to follow him as Mrs. Jonas headed back towards the kitchen. I looked around curiously on the way, and then was greeted by Mr. Jonas when we entered the living room. He shook my hand.

"It's so good to see you in person,"he smiled.

"Thanks,"I smiled back, sitting across from him on the couch. Nick sat on a love seat in the corner. I heard a thudding sound from the steps, then Joe laughing. Soon him and Kevin walked in, Joe grinning and Kevin blushing slightly. Kevin sat down beside me, and Joe sat down by Nick, pushing him to the side. Mr. Jonas raised his eyebrow at Joe.

"It wasn't me!"Joe protested. "It was Kevin, he fell down the last step."

"Well, you tripped me,"said Kevin.

"It was still your fault,"Joe crossed his arms.

"Enough, boys. Act your age,"Mr. Jonas sighed as he folded up the newspaper he had been reading. Soon Mrs. Jonas walked in.

"Lunch is ready."

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"It went better than I expected. They were all so nice,"I told Kenzie over the phone.

"Aww, that's sweet."

"Sweet in what way?"

"It's sweet that they're sweet, I guess?"she laughed. I chuckled.

"You should just stop talking."

"Maybe. So when will you be able to come back home?"she asked hopefully. I sighed, knowing this subject would come up sooner or later.

"I don't think West Virginia is my home anymore, Kenz." There was silence on the other end, then:

"But...you grew up here. That's gotta count for something."

"It does, and I love it there, but my heart's not in it anymore."

"Don't Ciara and I matter?"she asked, sounding hurt. I ran my fingers through my hair.

"Of course you guys matter, you're my life. I'll be back as soon as I can, but I have a tour coming up. Just think of it this way, you'll get backstage passes to all of my shows."

"Oh. Well, I need to go."

"Okay, then,"I frowned. I could tell she still wasn't very happy with me as she hung up.