A/N: This is my first multi-fic so expect chapters to be short. XD

Disclaimer: Blah blah blah. I do not own Jonas.

Baby, You're Invincible.

Chapter 1

The world has gone mad. Yesterday was the most terrible Tuesday of my life. Worst part of it all? Amy poured her slushie all over me inside the elevator. I understand why she did that, I really do. I probably seem like a jerk to her now. You see, she asked me out the day before and I said no because I had plans already.

For the sake of the band, I had to make her ask me out again and I had to say no for the second time. She probably didn't get my explanation.

It also turned out that the 'great song' I forgot was just a silly jingle. But hey, we got a song out of my anger and Jonas is back on track.

And finally, everything's looking up. I apologized to Amy and she said I could ask her out next time which is good 'cos I totally have this little crush on her. My brothers also got humiliated. That was epic.

Come lunch time, I'm back to being the serious and cool one out of my brothers. Joe, Kevin and Stella were already sitting at our table. I pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Joe, I told you to eat properly. That shirt took me 3 days to finish and it's hand-sewn!"

"Calm down, Stells. Today's lunch is Sloppy Joe's. We all know it's meant to be eaten sloppily."

"I totally agree with you, Joe. Sloppy Joe's should be eaten sloppily, otherwise it's gonna be called Good Mannered Joe's or Gentleman Joe. And trust me, it's gonna taste awful if that happens."

Apparently, they're all at it again. Just add a brunette and we're all set.

"Um, hey, guys! Uh, watch out!" she said as she accidentally dropped a baseball bat which almost hit me.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Nick. I was in a hurry and, and…"

"It's okay, Macy. I'm used to it," came my reply. I tried to force a smile out but I guess it came out badly seeing that she was getting more worried.

"Oh, honey, you shouldn't be playing today. You've just been sick. It's bad for you. Come sit here." That was Stella. Oh, so she was sick... no wonder there were no flying equipments just to complete it all yesterday.

"Stells, I'm fine. Look, I really have to go. See ya'!" she said as she hurried off down the hall.

"That was weird," Stella said shortly after Macy left. "Normally, she wouldn't overwork herself after being sick."

Well, we being ourselves just ignored what she said.

That afternoon, I went to the library to pick up a copy of A Midsummer Night's Dream for my book report. When I went to the Literature section, I heard sobbing. Probably from the lane next to me. I was about to leave when I heard Stella's voice. I know I was eavesdropping but I couldn't move my body. It's like its telling me to stay put and make sense of what was happening.

"I'm sure it's gonna be okay, Mace. That's what most married couples do. They fight but they'll sort it out later. You'll see."

"But Stells, I can't take it anymore. They fight whenever I'm home and whenever I'm not. I'm so sick of it all. And then there's school. I'm just thankful for all the sports clubs I joined. " Sob.

"Mace, look at me. MACY, look at me. Be strong, okay? For your family. You have me."

More sobs. And by now, I can tell they're hugging so I took that as my cue to leave as quietly as I can. Thank heavens, they didn't notice me. But what's going on with Macy? A fight between her old folks? I'm pretty sure they can sort it out. I know Macy, well, not really 'know' know but from what I've observed she's a bubbly and fun-loving girl. She must've gotten that from her parents so she'll definitely be fine.

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