AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey everybody, happy weekend! Please enjoy the official chapter one.

It was after school. Brad and Shiloh were studying. Well, at least Shiloh was studying. It looked like Brad is in la la land because he's doodling in his notebook. While Allie is up to who knows what. "Brad, what did you get for number five?" Shiloh asked him. Brad finally snapped out of it.

"Huh? Oh uh...Louisiana." Brad said, not really focusing. Shiloh looked at Brad, rather confused.

"Louisiana? I'm doing Biology, what are you doing?" Shiloh asked, trying to peep over Brad's shoulder to check out his notebook.

"Just doodling. You know, its like my own little journal but in drawing form." Brad said. "Its a guy thing." He added.

"Oh, okay." Shiloh said, nodding her head and obviously creeped out. Suddenly, Allie entered the living room doing the cha cha and singing a Spanish song 'Baila Esta Cumbia' by that dead singer, Selena.

"Baila, baila esta cumbia un ritmo, ritmo sin igual, nadie, se quede sentados. Todos, vamos a bailar!" Allie sang as she entered the room dancing the cha cha. But unfortunately, she bumped her head on the wall, since she didn't watch where she was going. Brad rolled his eyes. Allie looked up to her two friends. "Uh, guys, a little help here? Please?" She asked.

"Allie, not again." Brad said, helping his friend with her hurt head. While Brad was still helping Allie, Shiloh decided to take this opportunity to look at Brad's doodles. As she opened the notebook, there was something that said 'Brad loves S.M.' on it. Shiloh thought this was her.

"Oh my god, Shiloh Miller!" Shiloh exclaimed to herself, excitedly. "He loves me back!" She quickly gave Brad's notebook a 'flying kiss' and closed it so he won't suspect a thing. Then she went back to reading her Biology book. Brad came back and sat next to Shiloh. "Hey Brad!" Shiloh greeted, in a rather flirty way. Brad looked at Shiloh, rather confused.

"Oh, hey Shiloh." He greeted, simply. Shiloh randomly nodded at Brad, flirtatiously.

"Anybody home? Hello?" A voice of a ten year old boy called out. That boy is Drew, one of the president's kids.

"Uh oh, that's Drew, one of the president's little boys. One of them, Dean, has the chicken pox so he's in quarantine." Shiloh said. "That's the one pet peeve about living here in the white house. Drew won't stop bothering me and so is Dean, if he doesn't have the chicken pox."

"Really? America's cuties?! Awww, I love those two. By the way, tell Dean hope he gets better." Brad said. At the mention of that, Shiloh began to smile.

"Really? Well then, me too." Shiloh said. Allie did the cha cha back to the white house kitchen, still singing the same Spanish song, just a different part of it.

"Siento, algo que me mueve un ritmo. Que me hace bailar, tomen todos su parejas, todos, vamos a gozar! Baila, baila esta cumbia un mueve, mueve la cintura todos, las manos en alto y griten, griten con locura!" Allie sang, dancing the cha cha all at once. As Allie finished that part, she finished it with a final pose. Drew was watching her like he had a little crush on her the whole time. In fact, he did had a crush on her. "Wooh! I rock!" Allie said.

"Yes you do," Drew agreed with her. It was quite obvious in his voice that he did have a crush on Allie. Allie just looked at Drew, puzzled and naïve.