Feet were pounding on the cold, concrete floor. The black and white starred converse flats were almost slipping off the feet of the young girl that was running. Her breath was quickening as her heart beat faster and faster. Her eyes blinked away the sweat and her brown hair stuck to her face, protecting it from the rain. Her rosy cheeks darkened with every second.

She tripped. Her face fell on the wet muddy grass, her peachy skin darkening with the mud as she looked up and tried to run again. Her blue shirt was ruined with grass stains and mud blobs and her short, black and white ruffled skirt blended in with her muddy legs from the dirt. Running again, she could hear her followers chase after her, calling something 'BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!'

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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEE-

The alarm clock on the oak bedside table was slammed with a pale hand from under black and white silk bed covers, the owner of the hand not getting up just yet. Sunlight was fighting its way through the light blue curtains and shining on the dark blue walls of the bedroom, a small part of the oak wardrobe was being illuminated by the sun's rays. The alarm set off again, and the person hiding under the bed covers groaned before the silk material was pulled off the body, showing a 16 year old girl with brown curly hair, light brown eyes and grey/black pyjamas.

The girl groaned again as she covered her eyes with her hands, a silver ring on her left ring finger glinted in the light, "Bugger off," she muttered, pulling the bed covers over her again and curled up into a small ball, burying her head in her white and black silk pillows. Again, the covers were pulled off her, and she glared down at her black Labrador, "Bubbles... stop trying to wake me up! It's only Monday," Bubbles barked at the girl, and her light brown eyes looked alert as she realised what she said, "Its Monday…. Oh bugger. Bugger, bugger, bugger, bugger," she muttered the word over and over again as she rushed out of her bed and looked at her alarm clock, 06:06. She glared slightly at her dog, "Thanks for freaking me out, Bubs," the black Labrador looked smug as she left the teenager's bedroom. Sighing to herself, the girl grabbed a random outfit from her wardrobe and left for the bathroom that was opposite her own bedroom

"Demi! Are you up yet?" the teenager sighed as her mother called up to her from the kitchen. She was currently applying light make up to match her choice of clothing for the day; a pair of light green skinny jeans, some green and white converse flats, a long-sleeved white button-up shirt with a lime green sweater vest. Ignoring the call, Demi continued to add green eye shadow over the top of the white eyeliner, a small amount of Vaseline on her pink lips, "Demi! Your pancakes are getting cold! I'll feed them to Bubbles in a minute,"

"I'm just coming now," Demi shouted down to her mother, wondering if her younger sisters were up yet. Shrugging to herself, Demi picked up her pyjamas before she left the bathroom, dumping them in the laundry basket outside her mother's bedroom as she walked down the stairs to the kitchen. She stopped outside the kitchen door and took a deep breath in. Something smelled really good. She opened the door and stared as she saw Candy and Sandra eating pancakes before her, "How'd you get up so early? I'm always eating breakfast before you!"

"We're starting our freshman year! We need to be at school first," Sandra said as Candy shoved a mouthful of pancakes and syrup in her mouth. Sandra and Demi both looked disgusted at the younger girl, "Y'know, I'm ashamed to be her twin at some times," Candy looked up with syrup complimenting her pink lip gloss. Sandra grimaced and shoved a pack of napkins at he twin, who immediately began to remove the sticky liquid from her face. Demi rolled her eyes slightly as she helped herself to a few pancakes and some syrup as their mother placed a glass of Orange Juice in front of her

"I'm sorry, but my starting junior year is way more important than your freshman year," Demi said as she tucked into her breakfast, "And besides, I have to be at school early to show a new guy around," Sandra and Candy looked interested, like they always did as they were boy mad, "No, I'm not introducing you! His older brothers are going to be with him too. No I'm not going to happen to bump into you two. You have boys in your year, you meet them,"

"But older guys are so much hotter!" Candy said dreamily, her elbow on the table as her hand supported her head, "Especially musician older guys… like the Jonas Brothers," Sandra nodded eagerly, "Kevin is so hot!" Sandra muttered something along the same lines, but substituting 'Kevin' with 'Nick'

"Okay, you do know that Kevin is nearly 8 years older than you, and Nick is like… not your type," Demi said after she nearly choked on her mouthful of orange juice. She then pointed her black nail polished fingers at her younger sisters, "Don't say anything else," she said as she stood up and put her empty plate in the sink

"What about the fact that you're an incredibly fast eater," Candy said smugly, making Demi frown at her, "Don't look at me like that… you are. We wonder why you don't get indigestion some times," Demi rolled her eyes

"Y'know, I'm not a fast eater… you're just a slow eater who talks a lot," Demi said as she picked up her black Vans rucksack, "I'm going to school now, I'll see you later," she gave her mum a kiss on the cheek before she looked at Sandra and Candy, "I guess I'll see you at school. I'm still not going to introduce you to the new guy," she said as Candy's mouth opened to say something. She closed it again with embarrassment, "Bye!"

"Why are you leaving at 7:10 in the morning?" Sandra called to Demi, but she didn't hear as the door slammed shut just as she started her speech, "And I get ignored again," Sandra muttered before se helped herself to more pancakes. Candy looked at Sandra's plate before she picked up a pancake with her fork and began to eat it whole, "That's disgusting," Candy merely smiled

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Demi sighed as she walked into the school grounds alone. Normally, she'd be walking with her best friend, Morgan Peatrea, but she thought it best to not involve Morgan with the new students just yet… she knew how excited her friend would be. Demi was too far into her thoughts that she didn't know she was about to bump into one of the lockers until the principal called out her name, "Miss. Fletcher," Demi looked up, looking at the corner of the dark blue locker that was centimetres away from her face, before she looked at the old man with three tall guys standing behind him, looking like they were trying not to laugh

"Right," Demi backed away from the lockers before she turned to look at the guys, "Um, Good Morning Mr. Hammersmith…" she adjusted the weight of her rucksack slightly, before she looked at the guys, "Hello," the three boys nodded at her with a small smile, still trying to hold in the laughter

"Miss. Fletcher, may I introduce Nick, Joe and Kevin Jonas," Demi stared at the three boys, before she promptly fainted

Nick looked at Joe and Kevin, "Think she's a fan?" the brothers and the principal shook their heads, "Shock?" they nodded, "Right…"

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"Alright, I'm here!" A blonde girl cried happily as she burst into the Medical Room at Jefferson High, her arms spread out, "Who died?" she asked as she opened her blue eyes and looked around. Demi glared at Morgan as she adjusted the ice bag that was on her head, "Ouch… what'd you do?"

"I fainted," Demi said simply, "Oh, but I didn't just faint. I had to faint in front of the new guy and his older brothers," Morgan looked happier, "You know, you're just as bad as Candy when it comes to guys,"

"Sorry… is he cute?" Morgan asked eagerly, and Demi sighed exasperatedly, "I'm taking that sigh as a 'No, I'm not going to tell you if he's cute or not… but he definitely is'," Demi rolled her brown eyes, "And I'm taking that roll of the eyes as a 'get out of here, Morgan, or I won't partner with you in Drama',"

"Are you here to cheer me up or to joke around?" Demi asked as she stood up, placing the ice bag on the table before she swung her rucksack over her shoulder, "Because I really don't need it right now… especially when I'm about to start the tour… again… without fainting this time," Morgan opened her mouth to say something, "Yes, you can come… but no drooling,"

Morgan nodded, "Right, no drooling from me… where are we meeting them?" Demi ignored her friend and walked out of the Medical Room, "I'm just going to follow you now,"

"You do that," Demi called from a few feet ahead of Morgan, who rolled her eyes and quickly caught up with Demi, "I thought you were just going to follow me… I didn't think you were going to walk beside me too," Morgan opened her mouth to say something, but immediately closed it when the two were stood in front of Nick, Kevin and Joe, "Hello boys," they nodded politely at the girls

"Hello, Demi," Nick said, before he turned to Morgan, "And who are you?"

"I'm Morgan Peatrea… Demi's best friend and fellow Junior," Morgan said, before she went giddy, "You don't need to introduce yourselves… I know who you are," Morgan turned around so her back was to the group and quietly squealed, before she turned back around, "I'm good, I'm good…"

Nick chuckled, as did Joe and Kevin, whilst Demi merely rolled her eyes, "You are so melodramatic, Morg," it was Morgan's turn to roll her eyes, "Now, shall we start off with this tour or just go straight to class?" The brothers looked at each other, before they looked back at Demi and shrugged, "You know that helps so much," Demi muttered before she headed off in one direction

"If I were you, I'd catch up with Miss. Drama Queen," Morgan said with a slight smirk, before she jumped when she heard Demi shout 'I heard that, Peatrea!' "Okay, you follow her whilst I hide… I am not getting on her bad side again…" The brothers laughed before they quickly caught up with Demi

A/n: Just to let you know; Demi ISN'T Demi Lovato. She's a made up character. I don't care that the characters may seem like Mary Sues or might seem Out Of Character; It's MY fanfiction, MY rules, MY way of writing the story, kay?! I DON'T CARE IF YOU HATE IT! DON'T TELL ME YOU HATE IT! But if you do like it, please Review :D