New Jonas Fic. Obviously I don't own Jonas! I wish...
Please bear in mind I live in England with a younger sister who hogs the TV remote...basically I've seen 1 episode of Jonas LA! I know, I'm deprived :( But I have the Jonas LA CD – I love it! E
If you like please review, but I have to admit, updates won't be common, because I have quite a few followers to my Sarah Jane Adventures fic called Meeting Luke Smith (check out if you watch SJA ;).)
Anyway, Enjoy! Xxx
Nick's POV
We were all sat around the table; we being me, Mom, Dad, Joe, Kevin, Frankie and I. Frankie looked decidedly smug, and I decided that this 'family meeting' would contain information I didn't like.
"So, boys," Dad started, clearly addressing only Joe, Kevin and I. "Your Mother and I have made a decision which will affect all of us," He paused. What was going on? "We're getting Frankie a babysitter."
Joe, Kevin and I raised an eyebrow; like this was really big news? We'll have an old lady over every night, who will soon decide to leave after Frankie's loopy antics, so we'll get another old lady.
"It's so that your Mother can come with us to all your events, Frankie can't come, he's 9 and a lot of them don't finish till late." Dad tried to compensate.
"How does this affect us?" Joe asked.
"Err..." Dad muttered.
"We just thought you'd like to know, in case you get to the door before us." Mom said, interrupting Dad.
"Sure..." I agreed, not really fussed about an old lady being wound up by Frankie.
"So, that Benefit Concert you have tonight..." Mom started.
"So when's the babysitter coming?" Kevin asked.
"We just wanted to say, she's not," Dad started; before he could finish the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it." I stood up, jogging over to the door. I opened the door, ready to help an old lady by taking her umbrella before it managed to knock her over (It was raining, that's why she might have an umbrella).
I didn't expect to see a young girl about my age with drenched hair (and no umbrella); she can't be the babysitter...
"Hi," She started, I must have looked dazed.
"Hello," I said quickly.
"Is this the Lucas household? I'm here to babysit Frankie," She started, trying to brush stray strands of wet hair out her eyes.
"Yeah, sure, come in. You're soaked, let me get you a towel," I offered, she came in the house and I ran up the stairs to grab a towel from the bathroom. I jumped down the fire pole just as quickly and the babysitter was shaking hands with Mom and Dad as they introduced themselves.
"So all the details are on the fridge and I can come home if there's any trouble," Mom was worrying, as she always did.
"I'm sure I'll be fine Mrs Lucas, Frankie seems like a good kid." The Babysitter smiled, good job Frankie was out of ear shot or he would do something about that 'good kid' stuff.
"Here you go," I handed the Babysitter the towel; she smiled at me in thanks. I could see in her eyes that she was nervous; yeah, I'm cool like that. She started towel drying her hair and I was vaguely aware of Dad gathering car keys and tickets to the concert; preparing to leave.
Joe and Kevin were glaring at me; they both wanted to stay and stir some trouble; getting to know the babysitter than would be responsible for our brother. I glared back at them; no, we've got to go do the Benefit Concert.
"Ok guys, you ready?" Dad asked.
"Yup." I answered quickly, before following Dad out the house. Joe clapped the Babysitter on the shoulder and said;
"Good luck." Sincerely. I still had no clues on her name...
I daren't ask and risk looking stupid in the limo on the way to the Benefit. Mom and Dad were following in their car; this was one of the first nights they'd had out together in a long time. Ironic they were coming to a concert where we performed really.
The concert was 2 and a half hours long, and we got to watch most of it, we only had a 20 minutes slot; after Miley Cyrus, Demi Lovato, Selena Gomez and Justin Bieber; we were the closing act.
We performed Feelin' Alive, Invisible, Hey You, Critical, Fall and Set This Party Off to close. The feeling of being onstage was a major adrenaline rush, and when all those people (primarily girls) were screaming and cheering you on, it just inspires you to perform harder; performing is such a blast!
When we'd finally dragged Joe away from the mirror and perfecting his sculpted hair, we headed back out to the limo and back home.
It was 11 when we got home and my brothers and I were ready to crash; it reminded me how this Babysitter was a great idea for Frankie.
I opened the front door and shuffled in, barely having the energy to pick my feet up as I walked.
I saw Frankie and the Babysitter curled up on the sofa in front of the TV; the title screens to 'Planet 51' were rolling continually over and over again. Frankie was fast asleep, and the Babysitter's head was rested on top of Frankie's and she looked like she was asleep too. Dad went over and gently shook her awake.
"Jade," I heard him mutter. Finally! I know her name! She groaned almost silently and her eyes fluttered open. "Joe can you take Frankie upstairs please," Joe flexed his arm muscles and as Jade was sitting up, pulled Frankie from under her and carried him up to bed, coming back down the fire pole minutes later. Dad was whispering quietly to Jade and she was nodding.
"Thank you Mr Lucas," She said, accepting the notes Dad offered her, paying her for 5 hours work and school the next day. Jade knelt down and started picking up school books that were scattered in front of the TV, she'd obviously tried to do homework and Frankie got in the way. One book had the cover open and was resting at my feet. I bent down and picked it up, admiring the skilled pencil work. She'd drawn a self portrait of herself; it was very accurate. I handed her the book.
"That's really good,"
"Thank you," She smiled. Jade smiled.
