If she didn't have her headphones in, she would have heard the black van creeping slowly behind her; but she needed to listen to JONAS a few more times before she actually made it too school, it calmed her just a little before JONAS was standing in front of her in person. She didn't notice the streets were completely empty. The small athletic brunette sung with the music at a quiet volume and danced lightly. She loved the way the music felt, she loved JONAS because what wasn't there to love? She supported everything they stood for, and she secretly hoped that on day she could have an impact on people like they did. They were completely amazing and just the thought of them made her smile, and they fact they considered her a friend was the coolest thing to her.. Even though she sometimes hurt them because of how awe struck and clumsy she became.

The van came to a complete stop as Macy's phone vibrated in her pocket. She fished it out and realized it was a text from Stella. Stella was asking where Macy was because she was running a little late. Macy slipped her ipod into her pocket as she stopped completely to text back. The side door of the van slowly crept open and two men slowly got out, and were only a car space away from Macy as she texted on her cell phone. The distance between the strangers in black suits and Macy was closing and she was oblivious to it all.

Just as Macy started noticing the shadows from behind, one of the men jumped at her. He pressed a damp rag to her mouth and wrapped his other arm around her middle so she couldn't run. She inhaled to scream, but her scream was muffled. The small brunette began struggling to get out of the arms of this stranger with arms that had a hold of her like a vice grip, her phone crashed to the ground and the other figure stomped on it. She tried to scream again, but she knew it wasn't loud enough for anyone to hear. Maybe someone would see… suddenly she was becoming drowsy. Her vision becoming blurry, this wasn't normal.

She wanted to panic as she left them dragging her backwards, but she didn't have the energy. She was unable to fight back as she was scooped up into his arms, but she caught a glimpse of his face; smooth shaven but with big black sunglasses.

They drug her into the van without a hassle due to her lack of consciousness. They last thing she could make out in her half conscious state was Nick's voice; singing

How long will I be waiting to be with you again? I'm going to tell you that I love you in the best way that I can..

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Nick Lucas stood along in the hallway, looking to his left then back to his right; eyes scanning for the small athletic girl he was growing more and more fond of with each day. He flipped the note book in his hands, it was Macy's and she had let him borrow is Friday last week for note he missed for a photo shoot. After a few minutes there was no sign of her, and his hopes sank. Finally stubbornly admitting she wasn't going to show this morning, he placed the notebook back in his locker with a sigh; then grabbed his own books. Already he was able to tell that today was not going to be a good day. When he closed his locker Stella was leaning against the locker beside his, she wasn't looking at him because she knew she would have his attention; her sad expression told him she missed Macy too.

"That movie party would have been so much better with Macy there wouldn't it?" Stella smiled weakly; referring her displeasurement that Macy wasn't allowed to leave the house the entire weekend.

Nick tried not to show just how disappointed he was, he would have loved to see Macy's expression, eyes wide in fear from the monsters on the movie. He smiled slightly at the thought. Stella was the only one that figured out Nick had feelings for Macy even before Nick realized it himself.

She pulled out her phone and frowned, "Macy hasn't texted back, that's weird."

"Why is that so weird?" Nick asked for conversation, then regretted it. He didn't need his imagination creating all the possible, bad reason why she wasn't answering.

"She usually texts back within ten minutes and it's been only fifteen so that's really not enough time to worry." She said unsure, then sent her text again. She looked back up at Nick, their brown eye meeting only for a second before he looked away, "I really miss having that little energetic JONAS nut here." Stella smiled fondly while speaking of her best friend. "We haven't been apart this long since seventh grade."

Just then Kevin walked up, smiling, "Hey guys." Then his eyebrows pulled together, "Why the long faces?"

Stella replied quickly, "I'm just depressing Nick with my heart aches from missing Macy." Stella quickly covered for him.

Kevin looked at Nick suspiciously, "If I'm not mistaken, I'd say you miss Macy even more than Stella."

Nick just shook his head, he wasn't in the mood.

"You know you two have been spending a lot of time together." Kevin smiled slyly; catching on to Nick's secret admiration, "That's why you've been writing all those songs suddenly!" Kevin put all the pieces together.

Nick gave his eldest brother a stern, powerful look, closed his locker shut, then walked toward his class that he shared with Macy. He missed her voice asking his questions, or telling him something he had done. Why was he missing her so much right now? It wasn't like he was not ever going to see her again.