Standing in the Rain

by greendayfreak8

Disclaimer: I do not own the Jonas Brothers (if I did, I would keep them in my closet and feed them once a day) or JONAS (If I did, Macy and Joe would've kissed by now). I do, however own the plot.


Joe was slandering down the halls. He bumped into Stella and Macy standing by Stella's locker. Stella was trying to get Macy to help her pick a scarf that would fit her new shoes.

"How hard can it be Mace? Blue with hints of white or this purple Kashmir scarf?"

"Uhmm." Macy said bewildered. "Blue?"

"Good choice! I don't really like this shade of purple anyways; it doesn't fit my complexion very well."

Joe fought a smile.

"Hey Stella!" he shouted. "You coming over tonight?"

"Of course! I've created an amazing new dress I just have to wear!"

He flashed a smile and walked to his next class.

Macy and Stella stood a couple of awkward seconds.

"Hey Mace. You wanna come too?"

Macy made big eyes.

"ye..yeah... YEAH!" She stammered. Stella had to support her for a couple of seconds until she could stand on her own. Stella shook her head and then patted Macy on her back.

Stella then threw on the blue scarf and they walked off to class.

Stella's POV:

I had been on for hours now.

When I first got home from school I showered. An hour and a half passed during that.

Then I started fixing my hair. Another hour flew by.

Then I had to get dress up temporarily.

Then Macy came over and I had to fix her hair. At least an hour passed. Her hair had to be straightened because she had this horrible looking ponytail mark. Then I curled it, cause let's face it: straight hair and Macy, NO WAY!

Then I had to get her dressed. My favourite part!

First she tried on a purple dress. But it didn't match her toenail polish.

Then she tried on a red dress. But that looked simply horrible! It didn't match her skin tone at all.

Then at last I found the perfect one. It was a midnight blue. It fell perfectly around Macy' thin body. The fabric was smooth and the colour matched everything about her. And because it was so simple it even fitted her personality.

She looked like a goddess.

"No way in hell we're arriving together!"

Macy looked at me, a little bit hurt, I think.

"For some insane reason you look better than me! Well, I guess every true artist have to deal with that painful fact every time they finish a masterpiece." I waved dramatically with my arm while sounding like a woman in true pain.

Macy started laughing "Stella, you really are crazy."

"Don't say that! I can still ruin your chance to party with the Jonas!"

Macy grew pale. I flashed a smile at her, to tell her I was kidding. Then I patted her back.

"But really, I'm serious! We're not going there together!"

"Don't worry I can find my way there."

"I know you can you little stalker!"