Don't ask. I don't get it either.
Three's A Crowd.
It started out as a normal day.
They always do, don't they?
It's the ones that start out seemingly harmless that usually impact you the most.
Why is that?
Is it because we secretly have no expectations?
Do we expect everything to be the same as yesterday?
Because maybe if we expected things to be different we wouldn't be so shocked when they actually happened.
Maybe if we got up every morning and said to ourselves: "I don't know what's going to happen today." Instead of saying: "Oh great. It's Thursday. Another day of sitting through lectures that might as well be the same as yesterday's for all the attention I'm paying." Maybe then when something totally extraordinary happened we wouldn't be left standing there asking ourselves what the hell it was.
Maybe then we'd be quick enough to respond.
Macy Misa got the first inkling that it wasn't a normal day when she got the text from Stella.
Stella wasn't coming in today.
Stella was sick.
That doesn't sound unusual, does it?
If you said no, you're wrong.
Because Stella doesn't get sick.
Well, everybody gets sick.
But Stella braves her sickness like Macy braves the hallways of Horace Mantis.
She is fearless.
Sickness doesn't usually affect her enough to keep her from Joe.
From school.
To keep her from school.
Strike two was the feeling. The almost clairvoyance one has to situations they are going to feel less than comfortable in.
Sometimes you just know, don't you?
Sometimes you wake up and feel it.
Today is not the same.
And then there was the final straw.
Something so impossible Macy would be sure she was dreaming.
If it wasn't for the fact that she could feel everything.
Because isn't that what we do best as people?We feel everything.
Most of the time we shrug it off.
But even the toughest of the tough have these little nasties the dictionary describes as feelings.
And much like life sometimes feelings are a bitch.
But sometimes they are the most wonderful things ever created.
You just have to know which is which.
Because not knowing whether what you're feeling is good or bad is…
Well, it's not a nice feeling, is it?
Although, like everything feelings only last so long.
Over time they diminish.
And people who were once your idols suddenly become your friends.
And when you're as lucky (or unlucky, depending on your point of view) as Macy Misa you get to test out those feelings.
Daily.
And it sucks.
Most of the time.
But I guess that's why she wasn't expecting the good.
Because she was too busy expecting the bad.
"Nuh, uh. I'd totally pwn both of you." Joe folded his arms.
"Puh-leeze Joseph. As if. I'm the greatest and you know it." Kevin mimicked Joe.
Nick stood there and shook his head.
"We all know who wins everything." He muttered.
"We're going to have to settle this." Joe announced.
Kevin made a face. "Ew Joe."
Joe's brow furrowed before his eyebrows shot into his hair.
"Not like that you moron!"
"Guys." Nick's voice attempted to calm the (possibly extremely awkward) situation.
"We need an examiner." Joe mused.
"Agreed." Kevin nodded.
Nick sighed at his brothers' immaturity.
"But who…?" Joe put his hand to his chin.
"The million dollar question. Who shall be lucky enough to-"
"What did you do to Stella?" Macy interrupted Joe's terrible Austin Powers impression.
"Whatever do you mean Macy?" He asked as innocently as possible.
"She's sick. Stella doesn't get sick. What did you do?" Macy narrowed her eyes.
Joe coughed, awkwardly.
"It wasn't my fault." He muttered. "A blind man could see how hideous the dress was."
Macy let out a short laugh and nodded her head. "It was pretty hideous, wasn't it?" She smiled at the middle JONAS who beamed back.
"Macy, we need your help." Kevin cut in, forcing the two to stop staring at each other.
"What for Kev?" She asked, sending a smile in his direction.
Kev. That was nice. Kevin liked that.
"Well, Mace, Joe and Nick think-"
"We don't think, we know." Joe interjected.
"Whatever. That-"
Once again Kevin was cut off. This time by the brother who had been almost silent until then.
"Basically Macy, we're fighting over who is the better kisser and we wanna know if you'll throw on a blindfold, let each of us stick our tongues down your throat and then deliberate for us."
"Smooth Nick. Real smooth." Joe mocked.
"Did you have to be so blunt and arrogant?" Kevin asked.
Nick shrugged. "Better that she know the details now than when someone," He threw a look at Joe. "Tries something on with her."
Joe feigned offence. "I would not. I respect Macy far too much for something like that."
"So what do you say Misa? Up for some JONAS?" He asked, when he was done glaring at Nick.
"Joe!" Kevin punched Joe's arm. "Sorry Macy. Sometimes my brothers are a smidge insensitive to feelings when there's competition involved." Kevin shot looks at his brothers. Telepathically telling them that Macy would never agree if she were being treated like … well. The movie 'Pretty Woman' springs to mind.
Macy blinked.
"So you want me to blindfold myself and then kiss each of you?" She asked in a disbelieving tone.
"Yeah, pretty much." Joe nodded, smiling pathetically at the girl.
Nick coughed causing them to break contact again.
"So will you do it?" Kevin asked cheerfully.
"What's in it for me?" Macy narrowed her eyes.
Nick scoffed and rolled his eyes but shot her a quick smile. "Apart from kissing all three thirds of your favourite band…hum…I don't know…being the first person to hear our new album?" He bribed.
Macy took and deep breath and contemplated for a few seconds.
Sensing her hesitation Kevin chimed in. "And I'll get you that cute little Teddy with the hula skirt from the mall."
"Kevin," Nick started. "The Teddy comes attached to a solid gold tennis bracelet."
Kevin shrugged. "I guess you could have that too. I mean, you play tennis."
Macy's eyes widened.
"Or you could give it to your Mom and just keep the Teddy…" He stuttered.
"I'll buy you ninety nine red balloons." Joe added. "And one blue one because blue is your favourite colour. And we can, you can, set them free in the park."
Macy blinked.
"Dude," Kevin turned to Joe. "Why not buy her one hundred blue balloons?"
Joe shrugged. "It's not as poetic."
"I'll write you a song." Nick stated simply.
Macy gaped at the brothers.
"You're serious?" She asked.
It was amazing what these boys were like without a certain blonde to keep them in check.
And Macy was almost certain Joe had started this.
So maybe God invented Stella for a reason.
To keep things like this from happening.
"Deadly." All three said in like tones at the same time.
Oh.
Creepy.
"Alright then…if it means that much to you all…I guess…" Macy stuttered.
What she couldn't understand was, out of everyone in the entire universe…
Why had they picked her?
This will, most likely be a two shot. I got the idea from something a friend of mine said earlier. It's probably been done before but sure, what the hey?
I can't deicde which one to ultimately pair her with. Who do you want her to end up with?
Later dudes!
