A/N here is the second chapter! Please review, it would mean so much to me!

Disclaimer: I still do not own any of the members of Short Stack, much to my disappointment :(

Chapter two – Is This Really Happening?

I looked up into the beautiful brown eyes I had been dreaming of seeing my whole life. I was completely speechless. Bradie Webb was standing in my kitchen! So was Andy Clemmensen, was I dreaming? I must have been.

"Hi, I'm Bradie," Bradie said, holding out his hand, and I just stared at it. He lowered his hand awkwardly. I snapped out of my little trace, recovering from the shock a little.

"Sorry," I said, looking up at him. "I'm Alexandra, but please call me Alex." This time I held out my hand, and he took it. My heart started racing as soon as he touched me. This could not be happening!

"Bradie, stop hogging the pretty girl," said someone from behind him. I took my hand from Bradie's, and blushed a deep red. Andy pushed Bradie out of the way and held his hand out to me. I took it straight away this time.

"Hi, I'm Andy," he said. "But I think you already know that." He smiled and I blushed even more. I gave him a sheepish smile.

Seth had emerged from his room, and was now seated at the table. Gran cleared her throat, and I turned and seated myself next to Seth. Bradie sat opposite me, and Andy sat at the end next to Bradie.

The pasta was great, so there wasn't much talk at the table. I was still extremely embarrassed at the ordeal that just went down. I still couldn't believe two thirds of Short Stack lived next door to my grandparents!

After tea was over, we all went outside and Grandad lit a fire. He passed around some beers, and we just sat there and talked. I sat with Seth, not talking at all. I was quite a shy person, plus I was star stuck, so I just sat there drinking my beer. After about an hour, Seth had gone off with Andy, and I was sitting there by myself, just staring at the fire. I was distracted from my thoughts by someone sitting down next to me. I looked over to see Bradie also staring at the fire. I felt my cheeks burn red as I remembered the incident of our meeting.

"Are you okay, you seem quiet," he asked after a moment, still staring at the fire.

It took me a moment to answer, but I eventually got out, "I'm just a quiet person," also staring into the fire. He turned to look at me, which I saw out of the corner of my eye. I didn't look at him; I just kept staring at the fire, hoping he didn't notice the red glow of my cheeks.

After a little while, I heard footsteps behind me, so I turned to see Seth, holding out a beer for me. I took it gratefully. I had finished mine quite a while ago, but nerves froze me in place. I had dreamed my entire life of meeting these guys, and now we were drinking together in my grandparents' backyard. It was absolutely crazy, and totally ridiculous, I realised, that I was not even socialising. I turned to Bradie and said, "I've been so rude, I'm sorry." He turned to me, clearly surprised I had said anything.

"Its fine, I can tell you're shy, so am I," he admitted, grinning.

"But at least you're not rude as hell!" I said, smiling a little, but blushing also. I was quite the blushing type.

"You're not rude!" he said, smiling that smile of his that made my heart melt.

"Oh whatever, I'm not going to argue!" I said, giving up. I realised I was no longer embarrassed, it was quite easy to talk to Bradie.

"Good, because I would have won!" I just smiled into the fire, and thought, my life is great! "Do you want another beer?" he asked, beginning to stand.

"No thanks," I said. "I only just turned eighteen, and I'm not used to drinking so much, I will probably wake with a hangover, even though I'm not even drunk!"

"Ha, okay then!" he said, going to retrieve a drink for himself. Just then, someone came up behind me and whispered "Boo!" in my ear and made me jump. I turned to see Seth behind me, a half-finished beer in his hand.

"Asshole," I said to him as he took a seat on the ground next to me. He just burst into laughter. I rested my head on his shoulder and stared into the fire. He put his arm around me and sighed.

"This is crazy," I said, looking up at him.

"I know," he replied, taking a mouthful of his drink.

"Do you think Gran and Grandad have any idea who they are?"

"They have no clue," was all he said. I laughed and then yawned. I closed my eyes, and fell asleep resting against my brother.

I woke in my room to the sun streaming through my window. Seth must have carried me up, I decided. My head hurt like hell, and I felt like absolute shit. I had a hangover, just like I had said to Bradie the night before.

I stumbled down stairs to see Grandad sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee and reading the paper. I sat down next to him and put my head in my hands.

"You look tired," he said, looking up at me from his newspaper."

"Ugh, why did you let me drink so much last night?" I groaned.

"Don't blame me, blame your brother!" he defended himself, turning back to his paper.

"Speaking of which," I said, getting up to pour myself some coffee. "Where is Seth?"

"He went out somewhere with Andy from next door," he said absently, obviously paying more attention to his article than to me.

"Oh," was all I said. They seemed to be hitting it off. Well it was good he had another guy around, it was normally just me and him, and he seemed to get bored a lot. I took my coffee up to my room, and snuggled in under the covers when my phone vibrated on my bedside table. I picked it up and read it.

Hey it's Bradie. Your brother gave me your number, hope that is okay! Just wondering how you were feeling, you seemed pretty out of it last night.. :)

I felt a smile on my lips as I slid the "slide to reply" icon on my phone.

Haha I don't mind! Yeh I feel pretty crap :(

I hit send, and no more than three minutes later, my phone buzzed in my lap.

Yeh, hangovers are the worst :( but I hope you are feeling well enough to hang with me today? :)

I felt a huge grin on my face. Bradie Webb wanted to hang out with me! Could this really be happening? I was lost in my thoughts when I realised I hadn't replied. I quickly typed:

Of course I am! Just name the place and time! :)

I was getting out of bed when my phone buzzed again.

How about the end of the driveway, whenever you are ready? :)

My heart started racing!

Just let me have a quick shower! I will text you when I'm done! :D

I squealed and jumped out of bed, nearly spilling coffee everywhere. I jumped into a shower, my mind racing with thoughts of brown eyes and a beautiful smile.

A/N – Let me know what you think! As you can probably tell, I'm TOTALLY making this up as I go!