This is just a songfic/drabble. I'm having major boy troubles. And the ONLY things getting me through it all, is this song; Over It by Katherine McPhee, and my bestay; Fabled Diamond, by the way; I'm sorry if I was being a total you know what today.

I really don't know where I'd be without these two things.

BTW, this is soooo OCC, it's not even funny, it's basically not even JONAS, but I needed the characters.

Disclaimers; I don't own Over It by Katherine McPhee, and I for surely, don't own Jonas.

--Let's Start--

Macy Misa was over it; she was over him, for good.

I'm over your lies,
and I'm over your games.
I'm over you asking me,
when you know I'm not okay.
You call me at night,
and I pick up the phone.
And then you be telling me,
I know your not alone.
ohh…

She understood he was a 'popstar', she understood he had many other girls around him, at all times. Every time she tried to call him or tried to be with him; she knew something was never right, she didn't want to be the 'jealous' girlfriend, but things were getting worse and worse with time.

Thats why.
your eyes,
I'm over it,
your smile.
I'm over it,
realize.
I'm over it…
I'm over it…
I'm over…

She really was over him, but she didn't know how she was going to tell him this. She would end up telling him how she felt, and then he would jump to conclusions, saying she was just being jealous and it was his life. But if this was his life, she didn't want to be a part of it. She would miss his deep brown eyes, and his intoxicating smile, but she was over him.

Wanting you,
to be wanting me.
No that ain't no way to be.
How I feel, read my lips,
because I'm so over…
Moving on, its my time,
you never were a friend of mine.
Hurt at first, a little bit,
but now I'm so over.
I'm so over it…

She thought that he was her best friend, but it turned out it was all just a game to him. She thought he was the nicest, most compassionate person, and he really wasn't anything she thought he was. And she was going to move on, forget him and everything he made her believe.

I'm over your hands,
and I'm over your mouth.
Trying to drag me down,
and fill me with self-doubt.
ohh…

But, she still was not really sure of how she was going to forget him, his touch; how perfect his lips moved in sync with hers, but she would…she needed to. It was time.

Don't call,
don't come by,
ain't no use,
don't ask me why,
you'll never change,
there'll be no more crying in the rain.

Moving on, its my time,
you never were a friend of mine.
Hurt at first, a little bit,
but now I'm so over.

As much as she wanted to believe that he would change, be the same guy she thought he was when she first met him, she knew deep down to just not believe it anymore. She was over him, and she wasn't going to changer her mind.

Macy Misa was over Kevin Lucas.

As Macy Misa tried to convince herself she was over him, her cell phone rang. Digging around in her big purse, she finally found the tiny phone, flipping it over; she was shocked when she saw who the message was from.

I miss you 3- Kev

She snorted, laughing bitterly and hit the delete button.

--&&& END.--

BOYS SUCK. Don't let yourself, or anyone else tell you different! They just, suck. Poop. Like it? Hate it? If you do, oh well; nothing can be worse than this feeling.

Mandy.