I was super super happy you guys liked this story!!
I like writing it, so I'm just gonna write as much of it so that I can be like... finished with it, and then just keep posting. I really need work on finishings stories...yeah.
I have 25 unfinished stories right now, and that seriously bothers me. I'm gonna try to work on certain stories at different times. The older ones with more chapters first then the new ones until I have no stories still going, then I'll do like... two at once, cause I'm a bit over my head with stories...so..yeah...
SO, hopefully that works out.
Woo!
Love you guys!!
Please, please, please review! If i get alot of reviews, I know that your reading, otherwise I feel like I'm writing for nobody, so... please review!!
-Emilie
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Jul 29, 2008 8:51 AM
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To:
Jonas Brothers
From:
Lilly in Wonderland
Subject:
RE: hey.
Body:
Hey, Nick.
I'm sorry that you haven't been feeling well. I've been down a lot lately too. I can honestly say, that I'm so sick of boys.
No offence, but, you guys suck.
I've been dumped four times in the past MONTH. Isn't that awful? I must be pretty damn ugly. I guess, I dunno. Maybe I'm just... not right for them. I dunno. I can't say I think I'm hideous, but, I'm not as pretty as my friend. She's really pretty, and she gets any guy she wants. I'm really jealous of her, like, all the time. Oh, did I mention she's also famous?!
I can't tell you much about it, but my best friend is secretly a pop star. She's in disguise when she's performing and stuff, but a school and whatever, she's all normal. Can you believe that?! It drives me completely insane that she can just get whatever she wants, whenever she wants, and there's nothing anyone can do about it. Uhg.
And you know what's worse? She brags about it constantly. Earlier this year, I asked her to record a version of one of her songs for my mom's birthday, and she made me record it, and by the end of the fiasco, I had sung awfully in front of the entire school. It was... terrible. I embarrassed myself in front of the entire 9th grade, and now everyone thinks I can't sing.
I can too sing. Really. I'm not tone def what so ever, but I was nervous when I was recording, and nervous when I performed, and... I... I... well, I don't know.
I get nervous around her. It's just the fact that she can't just accept that's someone else is good at doing something. Its just... ridiculous. I wish that I was brave enough to stand up to her. I wish I was confident enough to sing well in front of a crowd. I wish people could see me as Lilly, instead of just... the side kick.
Because that's what I am;
A side kick.
Please don't cry, Nick. You really are such an inspiration to all these people. And me. I understand why your crying, but, it still hurts me.
I need to know your gonna be ok. I need to know that your gonna do what it takes to be ok. Because I... I don't mean to sound like a dumb fan girl who has no right to be saying this, but your sort of my best friend. You mean so much to me, and I can't take you being so upset.
Along with that, I think you should think of something that would make you happy. Like... something you could do to make yourself happier. I think in the long run, it could really help you.
I'd like to meet you, but I don't have nearly enough saved up for concert tickets. I think we'll meet someday, when the time is right.
When it comes to your brothers, you just have to remember to trust them. Even if Kevin worries to much, I think its just because he cares about you. So does Joe. I've never even met you, and I know that. I don't want you to keep this inside. I think you should tell them about everything you tell me. It might help to get the opinion of someone who's known you since forever.
I really care about you, Nick, and I hope you feel better.
Thanks,
Lilly
PS; You were adorable on the DC Games.
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Aug 4, 2008 1:03 AM
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To:
Lilly in Wonderland
From:
Jonas Brothers
Subject:
RE:RE: hey
Body:
Hey, Lilly.
I decided on something that would make me happy. Unfortunately, its something I can't get.
Its just to be a normal kid for once.
I told my mom that I wanted to go to Public school when we break from touring for filming, and she laughed. Then I told her I was serious, and she just frowned.
"Nick, I think we should be realistic about this." Was what she said.
I have to find a way to get to public school so that nobody will bother me because I'm Nick Jonas. You've no idea how happy that would make me.
I'll figure it out, I guess.
Lilly, I don't think of you as a side kick. To me, you're just my best friend. Yeah, I said it. You are my best friend. You understand me more than anyone else, and you mean a lot to me too.
I'm sorry about your friend being such a jerk to you. I hope that some day you can stand up to her, even if she seems intimidating now.
I really, really hope we can meet soon. You do know, since I'm in the band, I can just invite you to the show. You don't need tickets. Where do you live? We can meet at the closest show to you. I really want to meet you, Lilly.
I think your probably brunette. I think your much to smart to be a blonde. And you probably have... blue eyes. Yes. Most definitely blue. You sound like you have blue eyes. I always found that blue eyes are really honest, but mysterious at the same time. Hannah had ugly grey eyes, but I bet yours are beautiful.
Sorry I have to cut this short, but I really should go practice before bed.
Goodnight, Lilly
Thanks,
Nick
PS. Thanks. J
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I sent the message and stumbled out of my bunk. I heard Kevin and Joe in the back of the bus, and walked back to see them. Kevin was lying on the couch, strumming random chords, and Joe was straightening his hair. I stared at him, and that when it struck me like Joe's bat on the Nick J show.
"Joe, can you straighten my hair?!" I asked, excitedly. He scoffed and rolled his eyes.
"Don't tease me, Nick." He said annoyed. He always asked to straighten my hair to see what it would look like, and I ususally said no.
"I mean it. I really want you to straighten my hair." I said, seriously. Joe and Kevin looked to me shocked.
"Wait... really?" Joe asked. I nodded. "Um... ok..." He said shrugging. He finished up his own hair and sat down on the couch. I sat down on the ground near him and he began pulling at my hair. I moaned and groaned through the entire process, but by the end I was completely different. Kevin had dozed off, and he woke when Joe cried 'EUREKA!' when it was all finished, not a curl in sight. Kevin fell off the couch when he jumped. He looked at me shocked.
"Nick?" He whispered, his voice totally on edge. I nodded and his eyes widened. "Whoa... you look... whoa..." He mumbled. I turned to Joe, confused. Joe burst into laughter, and buckled over from it. He pointed and laughed.
"Hahahah! You're an emo kid! AHAHAH!" He cried. I glared at him, but I don't think he saw it from under my hair, because it covered my eyes thoroughly.
"Gimme a mirror." I ordered. Kevin grabbed Joe's straightening mirror and handed it to me. I held it up to my face and gasped. "What the..." I mumbled. My hair was thin, straight and it fell into my face, and I swear, I looked nothing like I should. In any consolation, I did look like an emo kid.
Suddenly, my mom appeared. She looked at me and gave me a confused look. I pulled my hair out of my face and looked at her.
"Mom, see? It could work!" She sighed.
"Nicholas, sweetie, you aren't still going on about this public school thing, are you?" She asked.
"Oh, come on, mom! It could totally work!! A new name, some color contacts and some glasses, a new style and a hat! Please, Mom, I really, really wanna do this!" I cried out. She looked at me and sighed.
"Well..." She stared. I grinned and moved closer. "You'd have to keep up with your studies, and filming every day after school and on Saturdays, and for concerts too..." I grinned.
"Is that a yes?"
"And the rule is all A's or no more public school if its to much to handle..."
"I'm taking this as a yes!!" I cried out and I hugged her tightly. She hugged me back and let go.
"Alright, boys, to bed, all of you. Nicholas, when we get to the hotel, you have to take a shower to wash out your hair to get your curls back."
"Ok, mom." I said smiling, and I ran off to my bunk.
There would be no whining. I'm going to be a normal kid.
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