"Squeak..." The bus slowly came to a stop. I walked off the bus and headed towards the sidewalk. Once again, the second my foot hit the sidewalk, the bus slowly pulled away from the curb and went on to the next stop. I was walking home by myself since Sam was home sick today and didn't come to school. So to entertain myself, I just listened to the Jonas Brothers on my iPod.
"Oohh this is an S.O.S, don't wanna second guess, this is the bottom line it's true..." I sung to myself, slightly loud enough for the people around me to hear. "I gave my all for you, now my hearts in two and I can't find the other half..." I kept singing, but something was different this time. Someone had joined in singing with me. I couldn't tell who it was singing along but I knew it was a boy, and he sounded pretty young. Maybe 6 or 7. Then, all of a sudden, I see him running up and down the street like a maniac. "It's like I'm walking on broken glass. Better believe I bled. It's a call I'll never get."he kept singing. This time, I just let him sing by himself. I didn't recognize the voice untill I got a little closer.
"Franklin Nathaniel Jonas! You know you are not suppose to be running around in the street unsupervised!" Mrs. Jonas yelled to the little boy running around. "Get inside the house right this instant!"
"Wow, his mother sounds very ang--wait a minute...did she say Franklin Nathaniel JONAS??!!??" I thought to myself as I kept walking towards my house.
"But mom...! Nick gets to run around like a maniac! Why can't I?" Frankie asked his mother in a whiny tone. "I wanna have fun!"
"I'm sorry but you are only 7 years old. You can't be running around the street, especially when no one is watching you. We can't take the chance of you getting run over by a car, now can we? Once one of your brothers get home from the studio you can come back out and play with them. Maybe they will even walk you around the neighborhood meeting all your new neighbors." Frankie's mother replied.
"Fine." He answered plainly. In his voice you could tell that he didn't want to stop playing but he knew he had to.
When I got home, all I could think about was what i had seen... and better yet heard while I was just walking home from school. I kept reffering back to the name of the little boy while I sat down in the computer chair and started researching the name. "Franklin Nathaniel Jonas... searching, searching, ahh! I found it! Franklin Nathaniel Jonas, Brother of none the less Kevin, Joe, and Nick Jonas of the ever so popular band The Jonas Brothers." That one sentence is all I needed to figure out why the little boy and his voice were so familiar. I knew that this could only mean that the Jonas Family was moving in next door to me. They were going to be my new neighbors... wow.
