A/N: Thank you so much for all the lovely reviews, dolls! All of them were so incredibly sweet for a first chapter! So, today would be a good day to update considering it's Lulu Antariksa's birthday! If you haven't wished Queen Classy a happy birthday, be sure to on Twitter, Instagram, Tumblr, or even comment on her YouTube videos! If you tweet her on Twitter or post a picture of her on Instagram, make sure to add the special hashtag #HappyBirthdayLuluAntariksa! Alright, I have one short little reply.
Zevieinmyblood: First off, cool username. Second, sorry if I confused you. Zander's Molly's songwriter so he's not the manager that she slapped.
Remember to write one-shots, update your stories quicker, post new stories, post Zevie videos/pictures, and spread the word throughout all of December because it's Zevie month! Anyways, enough of boring you. Hope you enjoy!
I don't own How to Rock, Not So Different At All by Max Schneider, or Temple Run.
[Zander]
Perfectly Imperfect notjustashadow
"My music's on the corner, your music's got me on ya. It plays throughout the city, and I don't think I'm dreaming baby."
I smile at notjustashadow's latest tweet.
Across from me in the limo, Kevin asks, "What's with the smile?"
I lock my iPhone, put it in my back pocket, and question, "Remember that Twitter account I was talking about, the one with lyric tweets?"
He nods. I continue, "The tweets are just so incredible and amazing. Whenever I get stuck on a song, I just read them and get inspired. I swear, she's one of the best songwriters I've ever heard of."
"How do you even know it's a girl?"
I shrug and answer, "I just have a feeling."
Kevin smirks and flirtatiously replies, "Sounds like someone's in love."
I chuckle. "I'm not in love with someone that I haven't even met."
He rolls his eyes, ignoring my comment, and asks, "Have you tried tweeting her?"
I nod and state, "Loads of times, but she never replies."
In a very sarcastic tone, Kevin says, "Really? She didn't reply to the great Zander Robbins? The 17 year-old guy who's good looking, a musician, and can make all the girls melt with the sound of his voice?"
I laugh. "Putting all looks and music aside, I'm still just the guy that writes all of Molly's songs. It's not like any of her Perfs know who I am anyways."
Kevin puts his hands behind his head, leans back, and responds, "If it makes you feel better, the people that don't know you're her songwriter think you're her boyfriend."
I groan and sarcastically mutter, "Perfect."
Right after the word leaves my mouth, I hear one of the car doors open. I look to my right and see a pink high heel step into the parked limo. None other than Molly Garfunkel enters and sits down. The driver shuts the door, runs behind the car, hops into his drivers seat, and starts driving.
Molly takes off her sunglasses, shoots Kevin a glare, and questions, "What's he doing here?"
Kevin shoots her the exact same cold glare while I sigh and say, "Molly, we talked about Kevin coming on the road with us."
She flips her hair and scoffs, "Whatever, but I don't want him getting his fleas all over my limo."
Kevin prepares to take off his seatbelt and lunge himself at her, but I kick his shin before he can. While he's grunting in pain, the window separating the front of the limo and the back comes down, revealing Molly's new agent in the passenger seat.
Mr. March, who literally makes us add the Mr., announces, "Molly, we're going to pick up Grace and then drive up to Brewster. After we settle down, we're going to go meet and have dinner with your new manager."
Mr. March opens his mouth to add more to his plan, but Molly interrupts, "Why do we have to stay in Brewster anyways? Why can't we stay in Hollywood? There both in California."
Kevin rolls his eyes while Mr. March explains, "Well, the 35th Annual Rock of Ages contest is in Brewster and you're going to perform."
Just to tick her off, Kevin smirks and adds, "So is Kacey Simon."
Molly narrows her eyes at him. Mr. March sighs, turns to me, and asks, "Excited to go back to your home?"
I smile and high 5 Kevin while exclaiming, "Heck yeah!"
Molly furrows her eyebrows at us and questions, "What are you talking about?"
Kevin scoffs and tells her, "If you actually listened to Zander when he's talking, you'll know that both of us grew up in Brewster. While you're staying in some paparazzi filled hotel, we're going to be in Casa de Robbins."
I laugh at him practically rubbing it in Molly's face but stop when she shoots me a glare.
Molly looks out her window saying, "I need Zander for songs and arm candy, not to listen to his life story."
Kevin clenches his fist but I give him a "lay off" look.
Mr. March shakes his head and states, "Your new manager has some kids your age so I'm sure you'll find some common ground."
He leans back in his seat and rolls back up the window. I shift in my seat and pull my phone out of my back pocket.
Kevin smiles and asks, "Going to try to beat my Temple Run high score?"
I chuckle. "I'm going to do more than try."
He laughs and looks out his window. After sliding the button on the bottom to unlock it, I scroll through some of my pages until I reach the page with my Temple Run app. Instead of tapping it, I click on my Twitter app right under it instead. Eh, why not? I see a little blue light under the 'Home' icon, meaning I have some unread tweets from the people I'm following. I refresh the page then wait while Molly's reading a magazine and Kevin's tapping his drumsticks on the seats to annoy her. Once the page refreshes, I see a new tweet from notjustashadow.
Perfectly Imperfect notjustashadow
ZRobbins1 "I see you on the big screen, you see me chasing my dream. We kinda do the same thing. We're not so different are we?"
I smile at her new lyrics that she tweeted 4 minutes ago, but my expression changes to confusion when I realize that I was tagged in the tweet. Seeing a blue light under the 'Connect' icon, meaning I was mentioned or followed, I click on it. Of course, I see the tweet that notjustashadow mentioned me in. A surprising notification on top of that, though, catches me off guard.
Perfectly Imperfect followed you.
Another horrible chapter, I know. Sorry, guys! Stevie and Nelson are introduced in the next chapter so it'll be better! See what I did with the title of this chapter? Haha, lame joke. Anyways, be sure to review your thoughts!(:
