*Alicia's POV*
I waved once again and headed back to my house, to do homework.
My mother walked by, "What happened to your head?"
"It's nothing," I said.
She nodded her head.
"Mom, I'm going on tour with Ryan and his band, and well I just wanted to tell you."
"Get out of here as soon as you can hunny, I'm glad your going," she said hugging me.
My mom loves me too much she hates to see me get hurt, but she can't do anything about it.
After that little nice I don't know what you'd call it with my mother, I went upstairs to do my packing. I didn't go to school today, so I didn't have homework.
I decided to call Marta.
"Martyyy," I said as she picked up her phone.
"Aliciaaaa," she answered.
"So at the park I couldn't help but notice you were talking to Brendon," I said.
"I was, and I found out some very resourceful information."
"Like?"
"He's madly in love with you," she said. I squealed like a little girl getting her first Barbie. [A/N: I tend to use that analogy a lot]
"Well that's double good news," I answered.
"How?"
"Because Ryan likes you too!" I laughed.
"He does?" she answered. She shouldn't be surprised, it was noticeable.
"Are you dumb?" I asked.
"What?"
"I see you are, but yes he's totally in love with you too," I laughed.
"Thank God," she giggled.
"I told him to ask you out," I added.
"You did?"
"Yeah once Monday comes around, you'll be together 24/7."
"Monday better come by fast," she pouted.
"It will dont worry."
"I'm glad youre my best friend," she said. I knew she had the biggest grin ever.
"So am I," I sighed.
After a long while of talking to Marta, I went to pack.
I packed all of my hoodies, jeans, and shirts, and undergarments.
My phone rang, I looked at the caller ID. Brendon
"Hello?"
"Alicia?" Brendon asked.
"Sorry if I'm bothering, but I have a question," he said stuttering.
"Yeah?"
"Well Marta told me that you, well like me and I wanted to know if it was true," he said coughing between most of his words.
"Yeah, it's true," I confessed.
"That was easier than I thought," he mumbled.
"What was that?" I asked.
"Never mind, but I have a question."
"Go ahead," I said.
"Will you go out with me?" he wondered.
"Of course," I said smiling.
"Good, well I can't this week, but once tour starts I'll take you somewhere I promise," he swore.
"Thanks Brendon," I said to him.
"For what?"
"For asking me out, it was like my dream since the 7th grade," I said blushing.
"I knew I should've asked earlier," he groaned.
"Bye Brendon," I said flirtatiously.
"Bye," he said murmuring swear words at himself.
Life is good.
Sorry It was short. But I wanted it out. Braces in two weeks. fuckers. and panic! s album in 79 days.
