"Who all here are Hannah Montana fans?!?" Joe yelled out into his microphone. He lifted his hand up in the air, watching as girls soon started randomly raising their hands. "Alright! Well, who here knows of the amazingly, gorgeous Holly Davis?" Wow, showering me with compliments aren't you?
Screaming filled up the room, the tight space giving the room more of a loud effect. "I would like to bring Holly, and the gorgeous woman who gave birth to her, Bianca Davis, to the stage!" Nick shouted, giving the signal to come on stage. I disagreed to the idea, but I guess the boys like to introduce their friends to everyone. Mom definitely likes getting all the attention she can get, so I caved in and agreed. I'm not going to get grounded over something so small. No thank you.
"I love you, Holly!" A girl in the front row shrieked, holding up a camera in one hand, a Jonas Brothers poster in the other. Now that's one dedicated fan right there. Props to the mom who has to deal with that everyday. I, for sure, know I couldn't do that. I plan on never doing that either, so that's the end of that. "You're way prettier than Miley Cyrus!" Oh, I like that girl; She deserves a backstage pass, or something.
"Thank you." I mouthed, giving her a wave. I think she just passed out from all the attention. Um, security?
"Make sure to look for Holly in our next video that's coming out. But for now, I'll leave it a surprise. Just tune in to Disney on the fifth. OH! The new episode of Hannah Montana will be out on the same day! So bonus Jonas time! Yeaaah!" Kevin explained. I'm so glad I'm an actress and not a famous singer. I'd be deaf by the age of thirty!
Nick smiled, "I haven't done this song in a while, but if you know the lyrics, sing along! Who's ready for some Nick J?" Nick J? Is that what the song is called? When were they ever going to tell me about this? "Yo, I'm so hot, just like a tamale!" Okay, nevermind. Aww, that's so cute. He has his own little rap. Wait, where did mom go?
I looked around the stage to see Joe and my mother clapping there hands, laughing. It's nice to know they're having fun, but what am I supposed to do? I've never done this before. Nick walked over to me, placing an arm over my shoulder, him moving side-to-side, bringing me with him. Okaayy, going along with it. Hey, this is kind of catchy. "Say it once again, Nick J---" He held out the microphone to the stage, signaling for them to repeat. "Nick J! Thank you guys! We had an awesome time tonight!" Best concert I've been to, so far. I should go to another of theirs sometime. That would be fun.
"You guys were so rockin'." Mom squealed, giving them each a hug.
"Thanks Mrs. D." The boys thanked, ridding the sweat from their foreheads with the towels that were supplied to them.
Joe tossed his towel on a nearby table after plopping himself on the dressing room couch. "Who's ready for some major beating on Super Smash Brothers?" Kevin asked, grabbing a gamecube controller.
"I'm Peach! Oh yeah! I called her first!" Joe yelled.
"I had an amazing time today, you guys." I told them, watching as we all shivered from the cold on my front door step. Mom went inside earlier, complaining about how she would turn into a popsicle any second if she hung out with us outside.
"Of course you did, w-who wouldn't have fu-fun with us?" Someone is getting a little too cold. "If the stuttering wasn't a s-sign, maybe the 'I want to go inside' look will work." Joe said, pushing me towards the door. Okay, I'm guessing they want to come in. They could've just told me that in the beginning, sheesh. After opening the door, the boys scrambled into the house trying to collect all the warmth they could get from the fire-place. "Yes, thank you, Jesus!" Joe praised, rubbing his hands together. "I love fire, it's warmmmm."
I grabbed a bunch of blankets from the closet and walked back into the living room. "You guys just want to sleep-over for the night? We have tons of space in the living room for you all to crash." Might as well, it's super late. I don't want Kevin driving them home at this time of night. Not that I don't trust him and his driving skills, but I just have the need for them to be as safe as possible. As crazy as that sounds for only meeting them not long ago.
"Sure, let me just call mom." Kevin said, grabbing his iPhone out of his pocket. "Mom? Hey, do you think we could just crash at Holly's house for the night? Yeah, it's fine with her parents. Of course we'll go to bed at a reasonable time, well...you know how Joe gets." Please say yes, please say yes, "I'll just slip some sleeping pills in his drink, or something." He whispered into the phone, chuckling. "Alright, alright. Night, mom."
"Well?" Nick asked, snuggling into ALL three of the blankets I tossed on the couch earlier. He needs to learn how to share blankets and the couch. "What did she say?"
"She said yes," Kevin answered.
"Sleep-over time!" Joe shouted.
"Sleeping pills?" I asked, smirking.
"Sleeping pills should work."
"What's your favorite type of sneaker?" I asked, laying in between Nick and Kevin on the floor. Joe was on his left, sprawled arcoss his and Kevin's blankets. Snoring pretty loud, might I add. Or maybe it was just his and Kevin's both combined. Either way, it was extremely loud.
Nick shifted a little, trying to face me and still be comfortable, "Well, I like converse. But vans are really awesome too. I guess I like both of them equally."
"That's the first question you actually answered in the last half an hour." I said.
Nick rolled his eyes, "You asked me if I would eat a snake, Holly. What am I supposed to say to that?"
"Um, yes or no? Duhh." I quietly giggled.
"Where do you like to go on first dates?" He asked. Wow, good question. How come I keep on choosing the stupid ones, while he can come up with the good ones? I opened my mouth to say something, but the upstairs lights turned on, making me automatically lift the blankets over our heads.
"Sssshhhhh." Mom will get totally mad if she hears I'm still awake. "Pretend you're sleeping." I whispered.
The covers got pulled away from us, my mom AND dad standing there with expectant looks. "You two, sleep. NOW." Dad said, dropping the blanket. "Good night."
"Gosh, bi-polar much?" I asked, my mom and dad long gone in their room by now.
Nick laughed, "Good night, Holly."
