Hello everybody! This is a story written by Zeus from Zeus on the Loose and ENia from ThunderClouds7. ENia isn't here right now, but I promise she'll show up later for some more… interesting authors' notes.

Disclaimer: Zeus and ENia do not own anything that James Patterson owns, 'cuz, guess what? we aren't James Patterson. We do own Juicy Beaver.

Also: Any similarities between our characters and real life people are coincidental. These characters are purely fictional.


Nudge's POV:

I plopped down at the kitchen table next to Max. Trying to keep the excitement out of my voice I said, "Hey Max."

"Hey," Max said, her face down on her arms and her eyes closed. She's still moping about Fang. It's been over a year. She should totally be over him by mow. I mean, I've never had a crush on a boy for longer than two days. Except one very special boy. JUICY BEAVER! I've been totally in love with him for almost THREE weeks. Of course, the only problem is that Juicy doesn't know that I exist. I mean, he's a rock star, and I'm just your average mutant bird-kid. Which is exactly why I need to go to Juicy Beaver's concert in Rhode Island next Tuesday. I've even figured out how to hack into a few computers to get backstage passes. It'll be perfect… if Max let's me go.

"I was wondering… are we busy next Tuesday?" I asked nonchalantly, glancing sidelong at Max.

"Why?" she groaned.

"Well… there's a Juicy Beaver concert in Rhode Island, and Angel and I REALLY want to go! Juicy is like totally the hottest guy that there ever was, and he sings so awesomely. I really wanna touch his hair! It's so extremely flippy. I've heard he has abs! But I'm so sad 'cuz there's a video of him on YouNoob kissing some punk rocker chick. I hate her. I do. So can I please go?"

"Whatever Nudge," Max said shaking her head.

"Oh thank you sooooo soooooo much, Max! You're the best! Oh, there's so much stuff I gotta do! I gotta go shopping and get a really cute dress, and I should have my nails and hair done professionally. Ooooh! And I'm gonna memorize every single Juicy Beaver song there ever was, so I can sing along with him at the concert. But first I should get the tickets!"

"Nudge, I really don't care," Max said, putting her head back down. Party pooper. I went to find Angel. She'd be exited.


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