I heard this song recently and fell in love with it. I know it might not be my bestest work EVER but I just needed to

get a oneshot about this out. All the members of McFly have been changed to JoBro's.

Summary: Lilly's changed for the worse. Nobody's been able to help her so far, but would a dark haired muscisian be able to?

Lilly lay on her bed, writing. She didn't know what she was writing, but she just needed to write. She used writing as an escape from the real world. She wasn't the Lilly Truscott 'skater-girl-Lola-Lufnagle-international-jetsetter-Hannah-Montana's-best-friend' anymore. She was Lilly Truscott 'lonely little slut.'

When she was 17 she had had to move to New Jersey after her dad dying. Her mom, not being able to recieve child support anymore, decided to move to a small house in the middle of nowhere New Jersey right next door to...The Jonas Brothers. There was Kevin, who didn't like her at all. Joe, who had an odd fascination with her. Nick, who didn't know what to think of her and Frankie, who was quite scared of her.

She looked at the window, feeling someone watching her. She was a figure duck and she stood up, going out to her balcony. "What do you want Jonas?"

"Whatcha writing?"

"Is that any of your business?"

"No but-"

"Exactly, goodbye Joe." She went to walk back to her room when she felt a hand grab hers and a figure land, very clumsily, on her balcony. She mentally cursed whoever designed the houses to be so close together.

"What?!"

"Just tell me what you're writing?"

"Why do you even care?!"

"Because I do."

"No. You don't. Now buh-bye," she said as she pushed him back onto his own balcony, with him almost losing a toe, and went back into her room, locking the door to her room. She draped the curtains and went to take a shower with the bathroom attached to hers.

HMHMHMHMHM

Joe watched as he saw the drapes close and Lilly head to her bathroom. Quickly, he limped to his mother's room and grabbed a hair pin, saying a quick: "Hi, bye mommy!" He got back to his room and climbed onto his balcony, then hers. He took the pin and tried to unlock the lock Lilly had. He heard a snap and then jumped up, pounding his fist in the hair. 'Thank you J.ON.A.S.!' He thought, before entering her room.

It was different then expected. It looked like any other teenage girl's room. White walls, pictures all over the place. Except the pictures certainly weren't recent. They all had pictures of what Joe guessed to be, three 14 year olds. Some were younger, and some were just of a blond girl and a brown haired boy, but none that looked like Lilly had looked today. He made way over to her nightstand, which consisted of letters all addressed to Lilly Truscott from either a Miley Stewart or an Oliver Oken, some even from a Jackson Stewart.

He heard the shower turn off and cursed, looking for her notebook. He didn't know what it was, but he needed to see it. Finally finding it, under her mattress, he ran out of the room, closing the drapes over the door and closing it, just as the doorknob turned. He landed in his room and flipped open the notebook, reading all of the entries carefully. He knew he shouldn't be doing this, but he desperately wanted to figure Lilly out. After closing the book he just sat and thought for a minute. The Lilly Truscott he knew, or thought he knew, wasn't anything like he thought she was. He thought was, quite frankly, a rude, annoying girl who kissed anything with a meber. But she wasn't. Lilly Truscott was a misunderstood, lonely, kind girl, who missed her friends and being who she was before she moved to New Jersey.

Joe remembered how they were performing at a small venue today and sat up, ripping a page from her notebook, just as the doorbell rang. He grabbed the notebook and opened the door to find none other then - Lilly Truscott.

"Hey Lil-lay."

"Give it to me."

"Give what to who and how?"

"Give me my notebook now."

"You mean this?" He said, dangling the notebook higher then her reach.

"Jonas!"

"What's the magic wooooord?"

"Please."

"Kay, here," he said, gently putting it in her hands. He saw her go through all the pages, making sure they were in there.

"Where's the last page?"

"Go to the Funny Guy's Joketorium today at 5 and you'll see."

She glared at him and walked away, slamming his front door, before leaning on it and letting a smile go across her face, just as Joe was doing the exact same thing.

HMHMHMHMHM

Lilly walked to the Funny Guy Joketorium. She'd never been there and didn't know what she would be in for. She knew they weren't going to be cracking jokes at her poem. They just weren't those types of guys, no matter how much Lilly despised them. She gave the usher her name and he led her to a table that was in the front marked 'RESERVED.' She felt a bit foolish sitting their by herself, not wearing any makeup, hoping nobody would notice her. She suddenly heard the microphone make a beating noise and looked up, finding Joe tapping the microphones. "1, 2. 1,2." He looked down at her and smiled and she returned it with a glare and crossing her arms. He just waved and continued onto the other microphones.

Finally after what Lilly suspected to be at least half an hour in what was really about five minutes, she heard music begin to play.

(Joe)
Anne Boleyn she kept a tin,
Which all her hopes and dreams were in,
She plans to run away with him forever,
(Never to be seen again)
Leaves a note and starts to choke,
Can feel the lump thats in her throat,
It's raining and she leaves her coat in silence.

We're sorry but we disagree,
The boy is vermin can't you see,
We'll drown his sins in misery,
Rip him out of history.

(Nick)
People marching to the drums,
Everybodys having fun to the sound of love.
Ugly is the world we're on,
If I'm right then prove me wrong,
I'm stunned (to find a place we belong).

(Joe & Nick)
Who is your lover?
I couldn't tell,
When hell freezes over,
That's when I'll tell,
Who is your lover?
I couldn't tell,
When will this stop?

(Joe)
Racing, Pacing,
In the dark,
She's searching for a lonely heart,
She finds him but his heart had stopped,
She breaks down.

We're sorry but your majesty,
Refusing orders from the queen
Results in a monstrosity.

(Kevin)
(Remembers a voice and nears him sing.)

(Nick)
People marching to the drums,
Everybody's having fun to the sound of love.
Ugly is the world we're on,
If I'm right then prove me wrong,
I'm stunned (to find a place we belong)

(Joe & Nick)
Who is your lover?
I couldn't tell,
When hell freezes over,
That's when I'll tell,
Who is your lover?
I couldn't tell,
When will this stop?

(Kevin's Guitar Solo) (Nick - With Piano)

(Nick)
People marching to the drums,
Everybody's having fun to the sound of love.
Ugly is the world we're on,
If I'm right then prove me wrong,
I'm stunned (to find a place we belong)

(Joe & Nick)
Who is your lover?
I couldn't tell,
When hell freezes over,
That's when I'll tell,
(repeat 4 times)

(Joe, Nick & Kevin)
People marching to the drums
Who is your lover?
I couldn't tell,
When hell freezes over,
That's when I'll tell,

(Joe, Nick, & Kevin)
People marching to the drums
Who is your lover?
I couldn't tell,
When hell freezes over
(tell)
(tell)
When will this stop!

After the music stopped Joe walked up to Lilly, bent down, and handed her notebook page back to her.
"I believe this belongs to you." And for the first time in a long time, Lilly smiled a real smile and responded with a, "thank you," and although it took three years for this to happen, Lilly Truscott had finally made her first friend in Wyckloff, New Jersey.

Yay! I wrote a songfic for Transylvania! I dunno if the last sentence makes sense or not...but...it does to me! So ha!