Title: Please Take Me Off The Shelf
Summary: Macy is giving up on one of the Lucas boys. Stella is trying to convince her not too and one of the boys over hear something he probably shouldn't.
Author's Note: I hope I captured all the characters the right way. If not, please.. let me know. I know Macy is off, but she's heart-broken at the moment. But yeah. Anyways. I really.. really hope everyone enjoys this. I'm even iffy about posting it because I think it's crap and I'm scared because I'm a chicken and just.. yeah. Haha. I better stop rambling now. Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own J.O.N.A.S. I do not own the brothers. I do not own Macy or Stella. I do not own the lyrics from the song, Before The Storm, either. That belongs to the amazing Jonas Brothers. The title of this piece, I do not own. It's something else owned by JB. Basically, I own... nothing! Except this Diet Pepsi can.. and not even that. D:
Rating: PG.. PG-13.. I don't know?
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With every strike of lightning
Comes a memory that lasts
And not a word is left unspoken
As the thunder starts to crash
Maybe I should give up
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"Is there a reason that your head is inside the locker, Macy?" Stella looked up from her notebook to see her best friend's head in the locker.
There's a muffled noise that sounds very familiar to the word 'no'. And Stella half expects for Macy to actually stop doing whatever she's doing to explain herself, but she doesn't and being Stella she decides to take matters into her own hands. So pulling lightly on Macy's sweater she tugs, trying to pull the girl from the locker. But Macy wouldn't budge.
"Hey guys," Joe says walking up with his two brothers. "What's going on?"
Nick steps back twice. "Yeah, what's wrong with Macy?"
"There's nothing wrong!" Macy snaps from inside her locker. It sort of echoes and Stella continues trying. But still to no avail, the girl's head is still in the locker.
"Hmph." Stella lets go of Macy's sweater and crosses her arms. Slinging his arms around Stella's shoulders, Joe lightly pokes at Macy's shoulder. "C'mon, Mace. Whatever it is, we're all here to help you."
"Nothing is wrong!" Macy finally detaches herself from her locker and turns around. Nick takes two more steps back but he's not sure why, she hasn't got any sports equipment in her hands but her eyes are watery and slightly angry.
"Macy! Is there onions in there?!" Kevin steps around everybody to look inside. "I don't see any..." He looks down at Macy who seems to be keeping a safe distance away from him... and that's confusing. "Were you crying?"
Stella pulls herself from Joe's arm and wraps her arms around her best friend. "How about you guys go to class and I'll talk to Mace here, hmm?"
"But she's our friend, too!" Kevin says only to have Nick grab him by the back of his shirt and begins dragging him towards the stairs to go to their class. Joe decided to depart quickly before Nick decided to come back and drag him, as well. "Bye Stell, bye Mace. Hope you feel better." then he quickly ran off to catch up with his brothers.
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"So are you going to tell me what's wrong?" Stella was watching Macy with her legs pulled up to her chest and her face in her hands, crying. Stella had worked her magic and got them both out of class, fairly easy.
It took a few minutes for her to answer, but when she did. The tone in her voice was dead, there wasn't anything in it. Maybe a little shame, a little disappointment. But barely. Her voice was resigned and sad... dead. "I'm giving up, Stells."
It confuses the blonde headed girl, her eyebrows scrunch together and finally she has to ask. "Uhm.. giving up.. on what, exactly?" Stella's a bit worried but Macy quickly explains.
"On Kev, Stells.. I give up on trying to get him to notice. And to notice.. well, me. I've chilled out on the huge super fan thing. I mean, I still have my moments. But really, who wouldn't? I don't just see him as Kevin of JONAS. I mostly see him as Kevin of School... Kevin Lucas. The guy I've become friends with. The guy that I'm completely and totally crushing on.. or was.. I.." Macy looked down, breaking her eye contact with her best friend. Her hands smoothed down her skirt. "I like him a lot. But maybe I should give up."
An "o" shape formed against Stella's lips as she realized, finally. Wrapping her arms around Macy, she sighed tiredly. "But maybe you shouldn't give up?"
Neither of them saw Kevin standing against the wall behind them. Neither of them realized that he had heard the entire thing. His bathroom break was planned at the exact perfect time. Neither of them noticed him sneaking away with a half frown, half smile on his face.
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Author's Note: I'm not going to beg reviews. But tell me if you like it. Tell me if you don't. Just drop a line saying, "I like" or not. Or whichever. Any little thing will make me smile. Peace & love. Until next time.
~JMisLB.