Me= Inspiring lyricist. Problem= inspiration. Usually I get inspired from wildlife and nature but i've been really struggling lately just to write a simple song. My long red hair blew across my face as I wrote. The paper wavered from the strong wind. A lady-bug crawled up my arm and I stared at it, fascinated. The blades between my toes swayed and I gazed out beyond the horizon, resting my chin on my knee. I held them close to my chest and sighed. It was a cloudy day, specks of baby blue shown dimly through the cascades of fluffy white. The sun peeked out from behind my long, dark bangs. I smiled at the yellow butterfly fluttering past me. It landed on my nose gently. I giggled and crossed my eyes to look at the butterfly... and sitting under the old oak tree. Flashback: I ran off to cry under my tree in my backyard. Old oakie... I don't want my grammi to die of cancer. I didn't really understand what it meant but I could tell by the looks on my parents faces that it wasen't a good thing. I was afraid of death, so if i'm afraid of death grammi must be too... But it was closer to her than me. I would miss her... "Grammi... don't leave" I pleaded. So I sobbed and consoled in the tree things I could never tell anyone else. The sun stung my eyes as I looked over to watch the sunset. "Why are you crying?" a boy asked, meekly coming out from behind the tree. I fell back suprised. "Who are you?... why were you behind my tree, were you trying to scare me?" I asked, wiping away the tears from my damp cheeks. I tried to hide my face so he couldn't see me crying but he noticed. He had short floppy, curls; innocent chocolate brown eyes and a warm smile. He grinned at me and I shuffled my feet, uncomfortable. "I'm sorry... I just heard someone crying so I hid behind the tree. Are you okay?" he asked, hopefully.

I stared back, amazed that a boy would even care. "No... my grammi is sick... she's going to die so, i'm scared" I explained. His eyes widened but he did something unexpected... he hugged me. I stood there; limp, not sure what to do. So, I hugged him back. "Aren't you afraid of cooties?" I asked, suprised. He chuckled and shook his head. "I think grown-ups made that up" he announced, proudly. "You're nice... I like you" I said, smiling and hugging him again. "What's your name?" he asked. "Boo!!" I shouted, excitedly. Everyone calls me Boo... but my real name is Kris. He smiled and picked up a twig lying on the ground and dug into the bark. I read the simple thing he inscribed and kissed his cheek shyly. He blushed and touched his cheek. "Would you like some candy?" he asked, taking out a packet of skittles. I nodded and held out my hand. Nick & Boo= Best Friends was what it said. "My best friend.." I mumbled, remembering. I haven't even seen him that day. In my backyard underneath the old oak... which was ancient and rotting now. Whatever happened to him, I don't know. But wherever he is I hope he's thinking of me too.... and of sharing candies and first kisses.

Chapter Two

I sang along to my ipod has my best friend Sammy drug me through the mall. "Let's go to Abercrombie!!" she insisted, pulling me in. The store had wooden floors and pale yellow walls. There were a couple mannequin's in the corner and most of the store was crowded with the latest fashions and colors. I wasen't into fashion all that much... I follow my own trend on what to wear and what not to wear. Sammy was the one that looked in all the latest magazines and pointed out fascinating articles in Seventeen out to me. I politely pretended to be excited but honestly, I wasen't really interested in things like that. I picked up a lacy blue tank-top, with three singles button down the front. "Cute.. "I thought. "That's adorable... you should get it!!" Sam gushed, excitdely. "Yeah... I like it" I replied, bringing it up to the counter. Although, I didn't like it as much once I found out how much it cost. $50 for a tank-top was just ridiculous.... But, I always feel bad leaving empty handed from a store so I bought it. I hope it looks good on me... I looked over at Sammy, busy browsing through the extensive selection. I took out my old and chipped purple razor. I'll be outside if you need me. I texted her. Gotcha she texted back. I made my way outside and found myself in a c.d. ctore. I love music... one of my many passions. Besides song-writing I also sing them. Though, I admit I have awful stage fright. Just thinking about it makes my knees go weak. So I shook the thoughts away and searched through c.d's. Yes, I know their retro but so what? "OOOOO!!! the new Coldplay c.d.!!" screaming, not realizing that it was out loud. I giggled nervously and hurridly made my way up to buy my c.d. I bumped into someone and my purse fell to the ground, all of the contents spilling out. Including, my c.d. which fell and cracked open. "Oh no..." I said, staring at the huge crack in the side. "I am so sorry.." a deep, velvet voice apologized. I looked up into familiar beautiful brown eyes. My breath caught in my throat and I swallowed.

"Uh... it's okay" I assured, picking up the items that fell out of my purse. He helped me collect them, while eyeing me suspiciously. "I really am sorry..." he said, once again. I laughed. "Really... it's okay" I responded. We stood up and looked each other up and down. His familarness was eerie... His hair was long and curly stuck to the edges of his neck, he had a long neck and broad shoulders, he had the most captivating brown eyes and his lips were curled into a smile. "I'll pay for it..." he offered. "No that's okay, it's not your fault. I'm just a klutz" I insisted, giggling. "Have we met before?" he asked, stroking his chin. I thought... "I don't think so... maybe in a past life" I replied. I looked around nervously and paid for the c.d. apologizing for dropping it. They charged me extra... bastards. The guy was still standing there, staring at me like he's seen a ghost. I turned to leave until he said something suprising. "Boo?" he muttered. I stopped in my tracks and twisted around. "Nobodies called me that since I was 5... who are you?" I asked, curiously. He laughed and came closer. "It's me... Nick, you're best friend" he said, a bit teasingly. I held my breath, in complete shock. He reached into his pocket and took out a packet. "Candy?" he offered.

Chapter Three

"Is the oak tree still there?" he asked. "Yeah.... it's anicent but it's still there..." I answered, chuckling. Nick hesitated for a moment, I knew what he was going to ask. "And your grandma?" he asked. "She died when I was 7..." I replied. "I'm sorry..." he said, blushing. "It's okay... I knew it was going to happen. I know she's okay now" I added. "You know what i'm in the mood for..." Sam said randomly. "What?" I asked. "A carnival!!" she shouted, grabbing both of us.

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It was so nice seeing Nick again. The one I could confide in... my shoulder to cry on. He truely was my best friend. I know it sounds stupid especially since I haven't seen him since I still had an imaginary friend. But i've never told anyone about my grandma before... only Nick. I wonder if those etchings are still on the tree.... Sammy pulled me out of the car out into the grass. "Woah! slow down!" I protested. I looked behind me nervously, at Nick. He smiled back. My heart pounded and I took his hand. "Ooooo... I say we go on the tilt a whirl" Sammy suggested. I held my stomach in my hands, anxiously. "Uh... I don't do good on spinny rides" I said, honestly. "You'll be fine... let's go. Nick can go on too" she encouraged me, dragging me on the ride. After, I seriously wanted to kill her. My tummy was all in knots and I could feel the pain in my chest rising. "You don't look so good, are you okay?" Nick asked, concerned. Those words reminded me of that day under the old oak tree. I smiled, reassuringly. "I think i'll be okay" I replied. He laughed as I struggled to walk towards the next ride. "Here... come with me" Nick said, pulling me over towards the ferris wheel. He sat me down in the seat next to him and we rose up into the sky. "Nick... did I fail to mention that i'm kind of baby when it comes to.. all rides" I said, fearfully. I looked down at the world below me and panicked. I grabbed him and he laughed.

"It's not funny!" I yelled, blushing. He smiled and just held onto my hand. "That's okay... it's cute" he said, a bit shyly. I looked up into his glittering eyes and blushed again. "Do you have any keys?" I asked him, getting an idea. "Uh.... yeah why?" he asked, confused. "I have an idea..." I muttered, deviously. "It's not criminal is it?" he asked, handing me the keys. I giggled and didn't respond. I keyed the side of our car. He looked over at what it read and he smiled. We shot off of the ferris wheel laughing our butt's off. Nick & Boo= Friends Forever!! yeah, we were here!!! was what I wrote. Just like on the ancient tree... : )

Chapter Four

"Boo?" I heard Nick's voice over the phone. "Yeah?" I responded, giggling at the sound of my nickname. "Do you wanna come over and help babysit my little bro with me... he's awesome trust me.... not a brat at all" he said, trying to convince me. I smiled and tried to imagine what he looked like right now; his big brown eyes all hopeful and his fingers tapping nervously in anticipation. "Of course... i'd love too" I replied. "Great... i'll see you" he said, excited. But once I hung up, I forgot I hated kids.

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I hope Nick knows i'm doing this for him. I don't know why but... I have this weird phobia with kids. They're just usually dirty and always getting into trouble. I've never even babysitted in my whole life... Especially since I was an only child. But... I could never refuse Nick; it would be like hitting a puppy with a car. A BIG car. A truck!... he owes me big time. I got dressed and convinced my mom to drive over to his house. We pulled up to a big dark house with white shutters and a big and wecloming door. I hopped out and waved goodbye. I took a breath and strode up to his front doorstep and knocked. "Boo" Nick answered, glad I was here. I smiled as he welcomed me inside. I looked around and noticed how nice the interior was. The walls were an off-white, creamy color and the curtains over the windows were a baby blue. There was a couch and two chairs in one corner, facing the televison and to the right was the tidy kitchen and to the left was the kid's bedroom's and downstairs was his parents. We went down the left hallway and stopped at Frankie's room. "Hey squirt... this is Boo, I mean.... Kris, she's babysitting with me" Nick announced. Frankie looked up from his video-game and jumped up to greet me. He eyed me up and down curiously. "I remember you... didn't you play with my brother when you were kids?" Frankie asked. I raised a brow. "Suprised you would remember, yes. I did" I replied. Frankie grinned, a toothy smile. "Of course I remember.... Nick used to tell me about it when I was real little" Frankie continued. I listened attentively. "Really?..." I asked, urging him to continue. "Yeah.. you were his first..." he began but Nick covered his mouth quickly with

his hand. Nick laughed nervously. "That's enough Frankie..." he said, shutting him up. Frankie just shrugged and went back to playing his game. This isen't going to be as hard as I thought... Frankie was a cute kid. I heard the doorbell ring and I got up to get it. "Who are you?" the boy said. "Uh... i'm Kris... i'm baby-sitting Frankie" I explained. "Oh... for a second I thought you were some creepo sneakin in or something" he said, coming in. He threw his jacket off into the closet and smiled at me. "Hey... i'm Joe, Frankie's big bro" he introduced. I nodded. His hair was long and straight but darker than Nick's, his eyes were a comforting honey brown and his skin was naturally tan and clear. "You look freakishly like your brother..." I observed, looking him up and down. "No way... i'm a smooth machine... and Frank is... the tank" he responded. I laughed. "I meant Nick" I said. He raised a brow. "So... you know Nick, how so? is he wooing you?" he teased. I blushed a little but shook him off. "No... we used to be good friends when we were kids" I explained. "Sure... that's what they all say" he joked, grabbing a soda. "Want one?" he offered. I shook my head. "What do you mean?" I continued. "What do you mean, what do I mean.... jelly bean?" he responded. "How many girlfriends has Nick had?" I asked, curiously. Nick walked in and Joe deviously smiled at me. "Wouldn't you like to know..." he teased, getting up to check on Frankie. What's that supposed to mean??!! don't leave me hanging!!!

"What were you guys talking about?" Nick asked. "Nothing..." I answered, avoiding the subject. I don't want Nick to know that I was asking about his past girlfriends... maybe he'll think that's weird... I got up to get my jacket from the closet because I was getting cold and next thing I know I was face down on the floor holding my head in pain. "Ouch...." I mumbled.

"Watcha doing on the floor?" a guy asked, peering down at me on the floor. "Enjoying the view.." I joked. "You kind of hit me in the head... with the door" I explained. "Aw!! my bad!" he said, helping me up. "Woah, I see stars.." I muttered, holding my head. "You should lay down..." he suggested, guiding me towards the couch. Joe came in to see me sprawled out on the couch. "Kev... didn't mom ever tell you to not attack our guests..." Joe said, shaking his finger at him. "Must of slipped my mind.." Kevin answered. I laughed but then held my throbbing head. Next came in Nick with Frankie and he laughed, confused. "Uh... I leave you one minute and the next you're already injured. What this time?" he asked, sitting down next to me. He held his finger up and walked out but came back with an ice-pack. He held it to my forehead gently and I shivered from the cold. "I feel bad... I mean it is my fault, do you need anything?" Kev asked, worried. "Hmmm.... ice cream would be nice" I said, hopefully. They all grinned and grabbed their jackets. "We'll be right back... with buckets of ice cream!" Joe said. They left quickly but Frankie

sat down on the floor looking up at me. "Do you wanna know what I was going to say about Nick?" he asked, deviously. I really wanted to know... but maybe Nick didn't want me to know for a reason.... maybe it isen't the right time. "No... it's okay but tell me about his past girlfriends" I said, feeling sly. "Where should I begin?" Frankie asked himself, innocently. My face fell. "Just kidding... he's only had one, Miley. She was nice but... I like you" Frankie said. I grinned. "You're pretty cool yourself" I responded, ruffling his hair. "I do try..." he said. I laughed. Sweet kid... "Oh yeah and I know about you liking Nick, why are you hiding?" he asked, curiousity in his eyes. "It's confusing, you'll understand when your older... but, you won't tell him will you? it will be our little secret right" I asked, holding out my pinky. He laced his with mine and I smiled. "Sorry!! Joe got lost" Kev announced, barging through the door. They came in with actual buckets of ice cream! I chuckled and helped them carry it into the kitchen. "I did not!... we just took the scenic route" Joe replied, crossing his arms over his chest. "You guys do understand that I just hit my head... i'm not getting brain surgery" I said, staring at all the ice cream. "Yeah..." they answered at the same time. "I love you guys" I said, digging in.

Chapter Five

I gasped and held my hand to my chest as Miley walked through the door. "Hey... Kris this is Miley" Nick introduced. "We've met before..." I grumbled, avoiding her stare. "Really?..." he said, puzzeled. I looked up at her, hate in my eyes. Flashback: "Hi... i'm Miley" a little girl ran up to me, giggling. She was small for her age and she had braids in her dark brown hair. She smiled at me. I almost didn't remember this memory... it was tucked back so far because I wanted to forget it.... But i'm glad I didn't. Especially because Nick was in it... "Do you want to play?" she asked, holding her hand out for me to take it. I nodded and we ran off to play on the swingset. We were laughing and having fun until Nick came up to us all smiley and he wanted to play too. "Will you push me?" I asked him. He smiled and pulled the swing back and then pushed as hard as he could, which wasen't that hard. Give him a break, he was 5. Miley eyed me enviously and pleaded for Nick to push her next. She jumped on the swing after me while Nick pushed her, I sat down in the grass and watched... I heard a yelp and I ran over to see what was wrong. "You did that on purpose!!" she yelled, holding her bleeding knee. "I'm sorry! I really didn't!" I Nick protested, leaning over her wounded knee.

"I'll go get help!" he said, running up the hill to get a grown-up. I came closer and sat down. She had tears streaming down her cheeks and her chin quivered, as she struggled to keep the tears back in her eyes. She looked at me angrily. I guess she was jealous of me for being good friends with Nick or something... I don't know. I really don't understand the mind of a child. I pitied her.. I really felt bad, I kind of felt guilty for the whole thing. I smiled. "Do you wanna braid my hair?" I offered, holding out scrunchie. She hesitated but nodded and grinned. I turned around as she seperated my hair into braids. "All done!" she yelled, clapping her hands together and laughing. I should have noticed the devious grin on her face as she ran off to find Nick... I reached up to touch my smooth hair and screamed. She stuck a spider in my hair. End of Flashback. I'm not one to hold grudges or anything, I mean I admitt it was kind of stupid and childish. But that wasen't the only time I was tormented by her... She was my one personal bully. I was the only one to get picked on by her wrath.

"Hi..." I muttered, weakly. Miley just nodded and flipped her hair behind her back. I put a hand on my hip and swayed back and forth trying to forget about it. "Umm.... awkard" Kevin said, chuckling. "Anyway... we were thinking of going the arcade and maybe a party later" Miley said, not looking over at Nick. "Wanna come Boo?" Nick asked me. Miley laughed. "You still call her that?..." she asked. "I guess some habits die hard.." I added, looking her in the eyes. She just shook her head and followed Joe out the door.

****

"It was sickening Sammy!! she sat on his lap!!" I yelled into the phone. I was in the arcade bathroom, pacing back and forth. "What??... what do you mean she sat in his lap??!!" Sammy yelled back, shocked. "Well... Nick was playing that motorcycle game and Miley just came over and sat on his knee!! I mean... can you say hooker much!!" I screamed. "Calm down... why are you so upset?" she asked. I opened my mouth to say something but realized I didn't know what to say. "Because you like him... you know it. Just tell him and maybe Miley won't sit on his lap anymore..." she advised. I groaned and leaned against the counter. I turned around to look in the mirror and sighed. Miley was about 5 inches taller than my 5'3 height... and she was probably 5 sizes smaller than my curvy frame. I blew my long, red locks out of my face. "Alright... i''l think about it" I said, before hanging up. I shuffled out of the bathroom to see Miley kissing Nick right in front of me. "Ouch..." I mumbled, once again. But I think that hurt more than the door...

Chapter Six

I pushed past them, Kevin and Joe noticed that I was upset. "What's wrong?" Kevin asked. "Nothing..." I mumbled, wiping away a tear. "We can see that..." Joe joked, sitting me down in one of the photo-booths. I let my tears finally fall and I rested my head on Kevin's shoulder. "It's just... I can't take it anymore... I walk out to see Miley slobbering all over Nick and it just... it hurt" I muttered between, sobs. "Don't cry... sshhh... it's fine" Kevin comforted, stroking my hair. "Nick's an idiot.... hey, wanna know something emberassing about him?" Joe asked, trying to cheer me up. "Sure.." "He still has his barney boxers.... I think he still wears them too!" Joe said, cracking up. I held my belly with laughter. "While we're here, let's take some pictures!" Kevin suggested, putting a dollar into the machine. We laughed, smiled at made funny faces at the camera.... I think I actually picked my nose in one of them. lol. I'm glad that I have friends to comfort me when i'm down... I tried not to think of my best friend that wasen't here... But I do wish Sammy was here! she'd get a kick out of those two.... We hopped out of the booth and shared the pictures with each other. Nick and Miley came in the room, they were both silent. I couldn't read their faces.... I tried to ignore it.

"What were you guys doing?" Nick asked, curiously. I looked over at Joe and Kevin and laughed. "Watching barney.." I replied, running off with the two of them.

****

Once we went to the party I tried to hide that I was angry and sad but I know Joe and Kevin could tell. "Just try to have fun..." Kev whispered into my ear. I nodded and sauntered off into the corner. "What happened to you?" a guy with bright blue eyes asked. "Nothing much... just trying to fix a swollen heart" I admitted. He chuckled and waved me over towards him. "Here... you need it more than I do" he said, handing me his drink. "What is it?" I asked. "What do you think?..." he said, with a raised brow. I sniffed it and cringed. "No thanks I don't drink..." I refused. "Come on... just take a sip, you'll like it... you don't have to drink the rest if you don't want" he said. I looked over at Nick and sighed. I nodded and drank. Except I took more than a sip... I drank the whole cup and more.... Yeah, I know i'm stupid. But I was really hurt and I felt like I had nothing to turn to... except my drink. I guess you could say I was wasted... Because I kind of was. "Do you wanna go upstairs?" he asked, pulling me close. "No..." I answered, throwing my cup in the garbage. "I actually think I should go..." I finally said, pulling away. He grabbed my arm. "Ow... let go" I yelped, twisting out of his grip.

He just laughed like it was a game to him and pulled me back. His arms came around my waist and I tried to hit him in the face but missed. Next thing I know *BAM* he gets slugged in the face. "Leave her alone!" Nick shouted, pulling me outside. My head was spinning and I was trying to figure out what was happening. My eyes widened and I ran over to throw up in the bush. I felt a body kneel down next to me and rub my back, comfortingly. "That was stupid... Boo... why did you do it?" he asked, disapointed. I cried into the bush, hiding from him. Hearing him say my name like that made me feel even worse... "I'm sorry... i'm sorry I just, I wasen't having a very good night and... I needed someone but noone was there and. I know! i'm stupid.... i'm really stupid, you can tell me i'm an awful person and I don't deserve your friend" I ranted. He pulled me out of the bushes and set me down next to him. "Why would you say that?... Boo, your my best friend. Yeah, you may do some stupid stuff sometimes but... you'll always be my best friend no matter what" he said, smiling. I laughed. "You promise?" I whimpered. "Cross my heart and hope to live.." he responded. "That's not how it goes..." I chuckled, as he helped me up. "That's how it goes in my world" he answered.

Chapter Seven

"Nick... Miley's on the phone" Kevin said, avoiding my gaze. Nick looked up from the television screen and sighed. "Tell her i'll call her later" he said, a bit coldly. "A lovers tift?" I asked. Nick looked over confused. "What are you talking about?" he asked, confused. Oh crap, I wasen't supposed to know that. I covered my mouth. Nick turned off the t.v. and looked at me. "I... I kind of saw you guys when I was coming out of the bathroom" I admitted, looking away. "Oh... we're not dating or anything she just kind of kissed me but... I don't like her or anything. I told her I wanted to just stay friends.." he explained. My heart leapt. Yes!! "Oh... that's grea... I mean, awful.... is she okay?" I asked, pretending to be concerned. "She's fine... I just can't talk to her yet. I don't know what to say" he replied. After what he just told me I was walking on sunshine.
I came home and wrote the first song I had in a very long time. I found my inspiration.

*****

"Do you think i'm fat?" I asked, pulling at the invisble rolls of fat on my tummy. "No fair!! your so skinny!" I shouted, pointing at his thin stomach. He looked down and snickered. "Maybe it's because i'm diabetic.... or my metabolism's really good" he said, shrugging. "You know what... it just adds to my theory that you're a super human.... you're super skinny, tall, cute, nice, smart..... and you have a super awesome voice!!" I yelled, shaking my finger at him. "Super cute?..." he teased. I pouted and pushed him in the pool. I laughed as he struggled to get out of the side. "Boo... you're perfect the way you are... and way super than me!!" he said, smiling. He grabbed my hand and we cannon-balled into the pool together. "Ha!! I may be fatter but my splash was waaaay bigger!!" I pointed out. "I know... i'm so aneorexic.... wanna burger?" he asked. I giggled and pulled him inside. Frankie was waiting for us with a huge smile on his face and anxiousness in his eyes. He pulled me behind the couch. "Guess what today is?" he asked. "Uh.... tuesday?" I replied, trying to play along. "No.... it's my birthday!" he shouted. I smiled and picked him up. "Me too frankie-eroonie" I said, plopping him down on the couch. "Really??!!" he asked, excitedly. He ran up and scrambled to get Nick. "Nick, Nick guess what??!!" Frankie yelled. I covered his mouth with my hand and laughed nervously. "He just wanted to tell you how much he loves you and... that it's his birthday today" I said.

"Of course, I already knew that... i've got your present too" Nick said. "Doodle, don't tell him... I want him to remember" I requested, in a hushed tone so Nick wouldn't hear. He just nodded and ran after Nick to bother him about his present. He would remember my birthday.... Right?

*****

"None of them did! they all forgot my birthday!!" I shouted at Sammy, as we were on our way to the paintball place. It was part of Frankie's present, his first paintball fight. "I marked it on the calender... I made a birthday cake... but they all thought it was for Frankie..." I grumbled, crossing my arms over my chest. I was angry! and I wanted them to know it.... but, I also wanted them to remember it was my birthday. It means a lot to me... that's what friends do. I thought we were friends... best friends. I grabbed a gun and got ready. "Just tell them..." she suggested. "Tell us what?" Kevin asked, overhearing. Sammy was immediatly smitten. Oopps.... I forgot to tell Sammy that all of the Jonas Brothers were magically delicious... She'll thank me later. Sam giggled nervously and I think I actually heard her snort. Kevin just laughed in return. "Cutie's on my team.." he said, pulling Sam away from me. "Hey!! she's mine!!" I yelled after them. Sammy turned around and gave me one of those looks... that told me to not speak. I shut up. "It's okay... you've got me babe" Nick teased with a wink. "Ha ha..." I mumbled. A horn blared and we both lunged behind a wodden box. "You get Kev... and i'll take Sammy" Nick said. I nodded and leaped across the field like it was an actual battle-field, and it was war... I tried to give them hateful glares but they just didn't seem to get it. I narrowed my eyes at Kevin and pounced, ready for the kill. "You got me!!... oh no..." he muttered. "I'm so cold..." he whispered. "Oh stop being so dramatic..." I responded. "Are you mad?" Kevin asked, finally catching on. "Yes!!.... you guys forgot my birthday" I finally admitted. "Oh! i'm sorry, happy birthday!!" Kev congradulated, trying to hug me. I heard someone come up behind me and I whipped around. I screamed and dodged Joe.

"I'll cover you!!" Nick shouted. I hid behind Nick and spotted Frankie tumbling through the obstacles. I got him in the foot and he grumbled. "Sorry doodle...." I apologized, patting his helmet. I turned around to see Nick in the hands of Joe as he was about to shoot. But I cut to the chase and got Joe in the nick of time. "Oh no!! i'm going down!! Frankie, man down. man down!!" he shrieked, holding his chest. Sammy laughed. "Hey, we won..." Nick said, turning to me and smiling. "No we didn't..." I replied, shooting him multiple times. "Hey, what was that for?" he asked. I dropped my gun to the ground and pinched him. "Ouch!! and what was that for??!!" he shouted. "For forgetting my birthday..." I grumbled, throwing my helmet and goggles to the floor. I ran into the parking lot and hid behind a car while they looked for me. Don't cry... don't cry.... think of happy thoughts. But all that came to mind was Nick and that just made me even sadder. I looked up at the sky and bit my lip, holding my eyes shut. "Go ahead and cry..." I heard a voice say behind me. I twisted around and gasped. I saw...

Chapter Eight

Miley. "Go ahead and cry.. no one's stopping you" she said, hands on her hips and a big smirk on her face. I stood up and became defensive. "Who said I was crying and, what the heck are you doing here anyway?" I snapped back. "I'm here for Nick... because it's Frankie's b-day and all" she replied, rolling her eyes at me... I heard someone behind me and whipped around. Joe was there, staring angrily at her. "What are you doing here?" he demanded. I could hear the tension in his voice which reminded me... I knew he looked familiar!! We have met before. Flashback: It was valentines day and I was only seven. We all had boxes that we would design and people would put valentines in it. I cut out pictures from a magazine of a hot pink guitar and rolling purple clouds; the things I liked most. Miley and another boy would tease me about my box because everyone else just colored it in with marker.

"Why do you have to be so different?" she asked, not really expecting an answer. She looked me over like I was some kind of dead insect or dormant cancer that could spring back at any time. I just stared back at her unsure of what to do. Another boy with a short hair-cut, came up next to me and set his box down next to mine. It was even more crazy than my box... with little jokes scribbled across it and little pictures of his comic heroes: The three stooges, Jim Carrey... and all that jazz. He grinnes at me and I shyly, smiled back. "You two dorks belong to each other" she said, laughing at us. I looked over at the boy with the short hair-cut: Joe. "Why should we care what you think? your hair is stringy and your nose is too small... your not any better than us" Joe pointed out, sticking up for me. I giggled as Miley and the boy sulked off, disapointed. I was going to turn and thank Joe for what he did but he was gone. I thought I had imagined it all. But I saw that he had left a valentine in my box. Will you be my valentine? was all it said. I would have answered yes but he wasen't there the next day or the one after that... not for a very long time until it was too late... End of Flashback.

I looked between Joe and Miley realizing that this had happened before. "Joe... I think it's time I stood up for myself" I said, pushing past him to stand over her. "Look, I don't know what your problem is.. that your obsessed with Nick or something and your jealous that i'm his best friend.. but I think you need to get over it" I said, defiantly. She deflated, suprised I said that. "Miley!!" I heard a booming voice yell. "It's time to go!! get in the car now!!" a deep voice screamed again. Fear struck in her eyes and she cowered back to her car. I looked over at Joe. "You remember?" he asked. I smiled. "Yes.... but.. where did you go all that time?? I was going to be your valentine..." I replied. "I had the chicken pox, you would have accepted!!" he responded, suprised. I giggled and kissed his cheek. "Of course Joey...." I said. He blushed. Until... I heard a scream coming from the alley-way. "What was that?" I asked, getting just a bit scared.

Chapter Nine

I gulped as Joe and I slowly made our way into the alley. I nervously tugged at his sleeve as we saw a girl crouched over against a trash can. "Are you okay?" I asked, my throat dry. I could barely get the words out, I felt like my heart could leap out of my chest at any moment. The girl looked up at us, tears in her eyes. "Miley?" I asked, both suprised and concerned. She had dirt smeared across her face from the filthy ground and I noticed bruises scattering her arms and cuts all over her body. "What happened?" Joe asked. She sobbed and tried to crawl away from us but I held her still. "Here... come with us" I said, holding out my hand. She stared. "It's okay, it won't bite..." I muttered. She grabbed it and I helped her up. I lead her into the bathroom while Joe waited outside. "So... you going to explain to me what happened?" I finally requested. She sighed as I handed her a paper-towel. "Give me one good reason why I should tell you?" she snuffed. "I just found you in the middle of the street, bruised, cut and dirty... and now we're in the middle of a public bathroom all alone.... it's a perfect time as ever" I replied. She was silent for a moment but eventually spoke. "My dad.... he just... he gets so mad sometimes" she began. "Your dad did this?" I asked, pointing to her scars. She nodded sadly. "You should tell someone.... that's not good. You need help" I said, feeling bad for her.

"I know, i'm just scared" she sighed. For the first time, I actually saw true fear in her eyes.... she's been through a lot. "I promise, i'll call a hotline right away" she responded. I nodded and turned to leave. "Kris?" she asked. "I.... i'm sorry for treating you the way I did. I know there's no excuse but... I was just so jealous about you and Nick and... my dad was just hard on me as ever" she apologized. "It's alright" I replied. "And one more thing..." she started, holding the door open. "I've seen the way he looks at you... he's got it bad" Miley said, winking at me. What??!! who do you mean??!! Nick???.... oh, brother.

*****

"So uh... explain to me again what were doing?" I asked, setting up tent. "We're camping...." Kevin explained. "No... I mean, with the whole Miley situation I mean... what is she doing here??" I whispered. "I don't know, Joe invited her... I have no idea why" he responded. I do.... he must of felt bad about the whole thing.... I did too but I didn't invite her on a camping trip with us. I still haven't talked to Nick since the whole "birthday" incident. I actually got dragged by Kevin on this trip... that I had no intention of actually going on. I crawled underneath the tent while Kevin peeked in. "Try to have fun... you can start by getting some wood with Miley. Maybe you'll make peace" he suggested. I groaned and followed a silent Miley down the hill and into the woods. I picked up stray logs on our path. "Thank you" she said. I looked up, confused. "For what?" I responded. "For inviting... it means alot, especially getting away from my dad" she said, nodding. I smiled. Maybe, Miley wasen't so bad after all.... *THUMP* "What was that?" I asked. I heard Miley scream. There was a huge bear in front of us, ready to maul us. I pushed her into a nearby cave.... but it was unstable and the whole entire front collapsed. "Well.... at least we're safe from the bear" I muttered. But now we're trapped in here.... I could hear Miley behind me having a panic attack. She was making me want to panic too, especially because i'm highly claustrophobic and I have asthma. Just great... Thank you Kevin.

Chapter Ten (if you couldn't tell by now... there's going to be alot of flashbacks... lol.)

Although, like everything else in my life: this event has somewhat occured before... with Miley. Flashback: The teacher had told us to get the finger-paints from the storage closet. And I was having a bit of trouble trying to find all of the colors in the dim lighting. The fire drill warning tone sounded and I jumped out of my skin and hit the bulb, breaking it. "Great... now we're here in the dark" she whined. I listened for footsteps... or any sound outside of the door. Nothing. "They must have forgot about us and went outside already..." I stated. "What do you mean?" she asked, pushing me out of the way to listen through the door. "They did!!" she yelled. "Hey!! let us out!!" she screamed, pounding on it. "It's no use.... nobodies going to hear" I mumbled, holding my knee's to my chest: what I usually do when i'm nervous, scared or just trying to think... "Your not helping..." she replied, bitterly. I shrugged and we were both silent for a while. I heard her silently crying in the dark and I reached out to comfort her. "You promise you won't tell anyone about this..." she muffled, wiping away her tears. I sighed and hugged her close. We were probably curled up next to each other crying for about... 10 minutes until someone finally opened the door. "Thank god!!" Miley shrieked, jumping on the man who let us out. He was he janitor, must of heard us crying when we was cleaning up.

"Let's forget this ever happened..." she said, holding out her hand for me to shake. I shook it and she quickly ran off, not wanting to be seen with me. End of Flashback. I was suprised I even rememberd that... it was stupid. And I highly doubt that we will be stuck in here for less then 15 minutes. I scuffed my shoes against the floor and cleared my throat. "Hey, do you remember the time when we were stuck in the storage closet?" I asked. Silence.... She laughed. "Yes, how could I forget... that was probably one of the most scariest times of my life... besides this time and...." she began. "What?..." I asked, urging her on. "When my mom was sent to the hospital because... my dad..." she continued. "You don't have to tell me" I said, stopping her. "I know" was all she said. "You know.... you're a good friend. You comforted me when I was so mean to you. I'm sorry about all the things I did to you" she said. I chuckled. "It's okay..." I answered. "To make you feel any better... Nick will never like me. I think i've none it all along I just... didn't want to admitt it. He really does like you, you know? that look in his eyes when he talks about you.... says your name" she explained. "Boo..." I whispered into my knees. Could he really?... be feeling the same exact feelings that I was? Is it really that simple? "Do you think we'll ever get out of here?" I asked. "Probably" she responded.

I closed my eyes and tried to block out the painful feeling in my chest. God, I need my inhaler. I began to breathe heavily. "Are you okay?" she asked, a concerned tone in her voice. "No... I need my inhaler" I said, gasping for air. "Yeah, there's not alot of air in here... I... i'll try to find something" she said, scrambling for something... anything in the dark. Silence pierced the air for the longest time as Miley was trying to find something to help me. "Kris?" she asked. Nothing in return... A crack of light appeared in the bland darkness. Miley screamed out. Joe's hand appeared and he moved the boulder with a little help from his brothers. "Kris! Miley!" he yelled. "Boo!!" I heard faintly, Nick shriek. I collapsed to the cold floor. "Are you okay?" Kevin asked Miley. She nodded but pointed at my lifeless body to the floor, with a shaking finger. "Boo!!!" Nick screamed, falling next to me and stroking my hair. "No.... what's wrong with her?" Nick demanded. "She needs her inhaler" Miley explained. Joe grabbed my bag and threw out my inhaler. He pressed it to my mouth and pressed. Nothing... "God dammit" Joe cursed, throwing it to the ground. "I know cpr...." he muttered, pushing Nick to the side. "Joe..." Nick protested. "Don't worry little bro... i'm just saving her life" Joe said. Nick nodded and Joe leaned down close to my face. His lips came down to mine and his hands down to my chest, forced air into my lungs. I moaned: awakened and realized that warm, soft lips were on mine.

Chapter Eleven

I pushed Joe off so I could cough to the side. "Boo! you scared me!!" Nick yelled, holding me tightly. I inhaled his sweet scent and buried my head in his chest. We finally seperated and I turned to Joe. "You saved my life.... thank you" I said, hugging him. It was different.... hugging him. Joe was different; he had a different smell, body type... I mean. I'm not saying he smells bad or that he's fat or anything but... he's not quite as thin as Nick (which is a good thing.) he smelled more of cinammon and spice than Nick's sweet vanilla scent. He was just... different. But he was a good friend... He smiled. "I'm just glad your okay.... and that..." he started. "You would have been my valentine" he whispered into my ear. I blushed.

*****

"I know your still mad at me..." Nick muttered, rocking the hammock. It was almost the end of summer and they were going to go off on their tour again, leaving me in the dust. "Hmph...." was all I said. It was a beautiful day outside, cloudy and dim. I always hated the sun, mostly because my eyes are super sensitive to light but... it was just too bright. Kevin calls me the OCD vampire. That's sweet of him... NOT. But I don't mind.. I know i'm weird. "Say something..." Nick requested. "I think it's going to rain..." I replied. "That's not what I meant.." he grumbled. "Kris... I have something for you" he said, taking something out of his pocket. He hardly ever called me Kris... unless he was really nervous... or it was something serious. He handed me a ticket. "Uh... what is it?" I asked, trying to read the front. Summer ball was what it said. "Summer ball??... ball? the dancing, big dresses.... fancy schmancey type of ball?" I asked. He nodded and grinned, hopeful that I would like it. "I love it!... i've always wanted to go to one..." I said, honestly. "I'm glad... so, do you forgive me?" he asked. I scratched my chin. "Hmm.... yeah" I answered, ruffling his long curly hair.

*****

"I don't look good in dresses..." I protested, tugging at my outfit. "Oh please Kris, you look gorgeous" Sammy said, admiring my dress. Kevin invited Sam to go too. I suspected romance in the air ever since the paintball fight... "You look totally awesome!!...." I gushed, smoothing the fabric on her long gold skirt. We both giggled and got ready. I curled my hair and put on light make-up. Sam placed her hair into a smooth bun and had the cutest sparkle eye-shadow. We slowly made our way down-stairs and found the Jonas Brothers standing there. "Hey!! how did you get in my house!!" I yelled. "Your mom let us in.... woooah!!" Kevin answered, freaking out once he saw Sammy. "Hi Kevin...." she said, coming beside him and lacing an arm with his. "You... umm... I.... uhhhhh...." Kevin stuttered, nervously. "I get it" Sammy responded, chuckling. "Boo... you look beautiful" Nick said, smiling at me. He stared at me the whole ride there. "Joe?... don't you have a date?" I asked, curiously. "Oh... she ditched" he said, sadly. "Oh... that's awful. I promise i'll save a dance for you..." I replied, trying to cheer him up. He grinned and nodded in return. We stepped into the ballroom and looked around, suprised by the grand decorations and beautiful carvings ornating the walls and floor. "Uh... how much did this cost?" I asked Nick, worried. His finger came to my lips. "It dosen't matter... you're worth it" he answered, leading me out on the dance-floor. "You look spicy tonight..." I complimented. He was wearing a tux, suit and tie. His hair was wavier and clinged to his smooth, long neck. His big brown, chocolate eyes sparkled. "Umm... thank you?" he said, it came out more like a question though.

I giggled as we danced. I felt like I was floating as we moved... I never wanted the night to end. I held my head. "Ah.... i'm getting a little dizzy" I said, as we stopped. "Probably from the spinning.... maybe we should stop" he replied. "We have stopped..." I said. "Right...." he muttered, running his hands through his hair nervously. I closed my eyes and waited for him to kiss me. Nothing. I opened them and he was standing there, confused. I sighed. "I'm going to get a drink..." I announced. Dummy!!... just do it!! Kiss the girl!!! Unless... he really dosen't like me. Agh, now my head hurts even more. I sat down on a couch to rest for moment. I spotted Joe sulking in the corner. "Joe?... umm... wanna dance?" I asked, hopeful. He nodded and got up to dance. Nick stared at us, a bit hurt. "He's sad..." I mouthed to him. Nick nodded and walked off. I couldn't help it... I felt bad for Joe, and I wanted to help. I tried to cheer Joe up.... he loosened up a bit. He whispered jokes into my ear and made me laugh. "Kris?" Joe asked. "Yes?..." I muttered. He pulled away and looked into my eyes. He lifted my chin into his hands and kissed me. I pulled him close and kissed him back. I was kissing Joe Jonas.... what's wrong with this picture??!! Well, it wouldn't be the first time.

Chapter Twelve

I screamed and woke up. I was sweating and very panicked... Oh, it's just a dream? I must of dozed of when I was holding my head on the couch. I looked up to see Kevin and Sammy staring down at me. "What's wrong?" they asked. "Oh... just... dozed out for a second and.. uh.. i'm fine" I replied. They nodded and went off to dance. Why would I dream of that??... that's so weird. And random... I mean he gave me cpr when we were camping but, that dosen't count as a kiss... does it? This night was not turning out the way i'd hoped. "What's wrong?" Nick asked, kneeling down beside me. I smiled but quickly frowned. I felt so dirty talking to Nick when I just had a dream that I was kissing Joe!! It was.... weird. I blushed and turned away. "Nothing I just... i'm not feeling to good" I lied, holding my head again. "Oh.. do you wanna go home?" he asked, disapointed. "Yeah..." I answered. He nodded and took my hand, pulling me to the door. He whispered in Kevin's ear that we were leaving. I didn't want to burst anyone's bubble... or ruin anyone's night but... I couldn't help it. Everytime I looked at Nick that dream would pop up and... i'd feel terrible. I've got to tell him. Once Sam and I were dropped off at my house I politely asked Sam to meet me in the house in a second. But not before she pinched me for ruining her date. I'll make it up to her.... "Nick? can we talk for a sec?" I asked. "Of course..." he said. We walked behind my house and sat down in my hammock just like yesterday. "Nick I... I don't know how to say this but.... I dozed off at the dance and.... I had this dream that's been bothering me.." I started. He held my hand. "You can tell me..." he said, looking into my eyes. My stomach knotted and I felt my heart skip. "Uh.. well... in the dream, Joe and I were dancing and we kind of... sort of... kissed" I admitted. He raised a brow.

"And?" he asked, expecting something else. "That was it... but I mean... it was weird and, everytime I looked at you I would kind of feel bad.." I explained. "That's it?... you had me worried for nothing. Boo... are you worried about Joe or?... i'm confused. Why did you tell me?" he asked, trying to piece it together. "Man, you are really cute... but you're clueless sometimes" I said, pulling him for a kiss. Hmph.... that's what I should have done.... but I was too chicken so it worked out differently. "I just kinda felt bad... because we're best friends. That's all" I muttered. Nick looked disapointed but he nodded and put on a smile. "Well... uh... I have another suprise" he said. "What this time?? do I get a puppy??!" I asked, excitedly. He chuckled. "No... but for this last part of summer... Me and my brothers are going to France..." he began. "That's so cool!!" I yelled. "And we have one extra plane ticket..." he continued. "Uh... you want Sammy to come?" I asked, confused. "No, your aunt Betty.... YOU silly.. there's noone else i'd rather share it with..... my... best friend" he said. I smiled, touched. I kissed his cheek, not noticing the hurt look on his face.

*****

"No!!!" I yelled, as they tried to drag me on the plane. "Noooooooo!!!!" I screamed, trying to pry their hands off of me. I was deathly afraid of airplanes... yeah, I forget to mention that to them. Whoops... must of slipped my mind. "Boo.. I love you... but you're just pissing me off now!!" Nick yelled, trying to push me on the plane. Joe rolled his eyes and picked me up. Everyone stared at us. "We're newlyweds..." Joe explained, before hopping on the plane with me squirming in his arms. Once I sat down I panicked even more. "Excuse me ma'm.... i'm being kidnapped.. help me" I pleaded to one of the stewardess. She gave me a strange look. "She's bi-polar... don't mind her. Can we have peanuts please?" Kevin responded, covering my mouth. The lady nodded and left. "Hey... i'm not bi-polar" I grumbled, crossing my arms over my chest. "We are now ready for take-off" the pilot announced. "I'm going to die!! i'm going to die!!" shrieked, holding my head in my hands. "Yeah... you're not at all" Joe joked. Nick sat beside me and whispered in my ear. "It's going to be okay.... i'll be right here. I promise, nothing will happen" is what he sighed. My nerves subsided and I sat in my seat, quietly. Both Nick and Joe held onto my hands, to make sure I didn't freak out again. I was actually really glad they were there. I don't know what I would do without them. I fell asleep on Nick's shoulder. He kissed the top of my head and sighed. "Nick.... i'm sorry man" Kevin whispered when he was sure that Joe and I were asleep. "It's okay... I mean... I get it. She's likes Joe... that's what she tried to tell me last night... I just.. I still love her" Nick replied. "I know bro.... maybe you should find someone else...." he suggested. "There is noone else... only Boo" Nick responded, sadly. "You could... do it to make her jealous" he added. "Hmm... Maybe... if the girl knew... and didn't care that I was using her" he said. He looked over at me. "I'd do anything to get you.." he muttered.

Did Nick misunderstand much??!!! Little did I know... Nick thought I liked Joe!!! But I don't!! Right?.....

Chapter Thirteen

Once we got off of the airplane.... I was in heaven. France was one of the most beautiful places on earth. Once you got to the eiffel tower and plaza.... everything was just so big and wonderful!! except for the people... they were sickly thin. Anyway... the food was terrible but... the sights, once again.... GORGEOUS DAHILNG!!! lol. Everything was great, until Dinner the second night. Nick and the waitress had a bit of a flirting thing going on. I'm not jealous.... why would I be jealous. No, i'm perfectly fine. "Get your hand off him hooker!!" is what I really wanted to shout... but instead I asked for more water. "Are you okay?" Joe asked. "I'm just dandy..." I replied. "Excuse me...." I mumbled, getting up to go to the bathroom. I took out my phone and called Sam. "Sammy!!! help me!!" I whispered, not wanting anyone to hear me. "What is it?" she asked. "This french girl is flirting with Nick... she was all: What would you like for dinner my cherie.... uuughh" I said, in a fake french accent. "Well.... why don't you try making him jealous or something.... I know he loves you. He's always talking about you and he's so sweet to you!!" she encouraged. "And if not... which is basically impossible, just try to have fun..." she suggested. "Thanks..." I said before hanging up. I came out of the bathroom to see Nick kissing someone. The french waitress. I held my throbbing heart and snuck out the back door so he wouldn't see me. How could he do this me?? I thought that... maybe... just possibly he liked me!!! He dosen't even have to love me.... just to feel something for me!!! I held my knee's to my chest and rested my head on the dumpster behind me. My heart felt like it was ripped out and kept in a jar for all to point and laugh.... I felt so empty. "Boo..." his voice creeped into my head. "Leave me alone..." I mumbled to myself. Try to have fun.... Sam's words echoed in my ears. "Why so sad my beauty?" I heard an unfamilar voice ask. I looked up into dark green eyes. His hair was long and jet-black, hung over his beautiful eyes like a curtain.

"What happened love?" he asked, sitting beside me. "Everything happened...." I mumbled. "Ah... did your heart get broken cherie?" he asked. "I guess you could say that... what do you care anyway?" I asked. "Your a beautiful girl... all alone... crying outside.. it breaks my heart" he said, holding his chest. I smiled. "Thank you..." I replied. "But... I think i'll be fine... Maybe" I said, standing up. "Will you.. honor me with a dinner?" he asked, holding out a Rose for me. I giggled and took it, inhaling it. "I'd love too..." I said, nodding. I wrote down the hotel I was staying at and handed it to him. Maybe... everything will work out. I can do it... forget about the boy Kris!! you've got a hot frenchie after you... If only it was that easy...

*****

"Where were you?" Nick asked, concerned. "Nowhere... outside, getting a breath of fresh air.... why do you care?" I asked. "Look... Kris, we need to talk" he said. "Why are you getting all serious on me.. let's have fun okay? we're in France... whatever it is just forget about it" I said, quickly dismissing it. The next night was my date with Frenchie.... I got all beautified and made my way downstairs. "You look beautiful.." he said, grinning. I tried to smile back but.... I kept on thinking of Nick.... I loved him. Who am I kidding? I still love him... How could I just give up like that? But I shook the thoughts away and tried to have a good time. "Are you sure your alright??... you know what, we could just go upstairs instead of the date" he said. "What do you mean?" I shot back, getting suspicious. "Whatever... have fun" he said. "Hmm.. okay" I responded, ready to get out my pepper spray if he layed a hand on me. We sat down and talked for a while... about our lives, problems, likes and dislikes... It was so good to finally talk to someone after keeping everything bottled up. "I would never do anything to hurt you..." he said, looking into my eyes. He kissed me and I willingly kissed back... We made out for a while until he got a little agressive. I pushed him off. "Look... Frenchie... I mean Jack, or whatever your name is... I don't even know you. And i'm kind of saving myself so..." I explained, getting up to go. "Where are you going so fast?" he asked, setting me back down.

"Hey! leave me alone!" I shouted. "Boo? are you okay?" I heard Nick on the outside of the door. Jack covered my mouth but I kneed him in the crouch. Ha! take that!! I ran to the door and shut it behind me. I fell into Nick's arms and he comforted me. "I sure know how to pick them don't I?" I grumbled. His fingertips brushed away my tears. "Maybe your just too sexy for your own good?..." he said. I chuckled and held him closer. "Do you think i'm sexy?" I asked, jokingly. He blushed. "That's not the point... what i'm trying to say is. Your beautiful and smart and... courageous and proud... your funny and... your just amazing. And any guy must be stupid not to like you..." he said. "Your stupid..." I mumbled. "No i'm not... I am the smartest" he answered, proudly. "I love you..." he whispered into my ear. I was too sleepy to understand what he said. He kissed my forehead softly and carried me to sleep.

Chapter Fourteen

I avoided all of them. Everything that happened in France was all just a big blurr. It was easy since they were off touring. I swung my hammock back and forth glad to be alone, yet yearning for the full feeling I have when i'm with them. Everything seems so different without your best friend. I got out my notebook to write but my mind was so cloudy I couldn't think clearly. I threw it to the ground and ran to him for he's the only one that makes me feel safe. I ended up at the train-station. I had a ticket in my hand and a heavy heart. I sat down and waited until the world started moving past me. Time sped by and I ran as fast as I could, trying to find where they were. My map was confusing and it just made my mind ache even more. I cursed and stuck my hands in my pockets nervously. Flashback: I panicked as I couldn't find my mother in the dark.

The train-station was busy, people moving and going as they pleased. I stopped to stare, wondering where they were all going. Were they late for a meeting? Were they going to pick their kids up? going out on a date? My mom and I were moving. Wherever it was, i'm not really sure. Just another place, another house.... but would it ever really be home? Like old oakie was. I let my tears fall, wondering if I was ever going to see her again. I looked once again at all the people, their movements were so mechanical I felt like I was surrounded by robots, which scared me even more.

My imagination began to run away with me until someone grabbed my hand. I struggled in their grip until I looked up into those brown eyes. He grinned and squeezed it comfortingly. He lead me through the crowd. He pointed towards my mom, in hysetrics on a bench and gently kissed my cheek, letting me go. Flashback over. I laughed. That's suprisingly one of my favorite memories. I always think of it when I need to feel safe because when i'm with Nick, nothing bad can happen.

*****

I found Frankie and screamed. "Frankie... where are your brothers?" I screamed. "Onstage..." he replied. I turned to go over to them until Frankie stopped me. "Are you mad at me?... please don't be, like I was going to say before... " he started. "You were his first love! and he still loves you" he whispered. My eyes widened and I smiled. "Thanks doodle... your the best" I yelled, hugging him before jogging off. "Who are you?" the body guard demanded. "Nick's best friend" I shouted over the screaming but he didn't believe me. I sighed and pretended to walk away but dodged past him and onstage. "Boo?" Nick asked, confused. He set his guitar down, while the crowd stared. I ran into him, hugging him. "What is it?" he asked, concerned. Joe and Kevin lookws at one another, questioningly. "I love you" I muttered into his shoulder. He pulled away to look into my eyes. "I loved you always... and I always will" is what he said. He rocked me back and forth in his arms and I finally felt safe. I heard clapping off in the distance. But it was just me and Nick. : ))

THE END.