So I haven't decided who the mystery person should be yet, and I'm open for suggestions.


"Nick, stop moping around like that. How can you expect to perform tonight when you can't even keep a frown off of your face for more than 10 seconds?" Joe growled, and the slight movement he made when he turned his head to glare at his younger brother caused his stylist to slip her grip on the flat iron in his hair. Joe let out a shriek as the hot metal plates burned his forehead.

"Shit, Nick! See what your depression is doing to this family! It's causing us physical pain."

"Joe, shut up. You know you can't blame that on him," Kevin butted in before the argument turned ugly. You can't put it past Joe to beat someone up for "hurting" him.

"No, I'm tired of this. Do you seriously think that I don't miss Shelby every day? That I don't wish she were here with me. You got to spend over three months straight with Miley. I haven't spent three months with Shelby in the past two years, and she is my girlfriend! But do you see me moping about it? No! We call each other, and spare any possible moment in our busy schedule to visit each other. I know exactly what you're going through, so don't try and fool me into feeling bad for you, because I won't. There is no chance." And with that, he pushed out of his chair and, without saying another word, brushed by me and out of the door.

"Great, Nick. See what you started? Great way to kick off the new tour, huh? This is only the first city! You better go apologize because I won't stand this fighting for the next two months," Kevin seethed.

I just stared at him incredulously. "Are you seriously taking his side? I didn't even do anything. It's not my fault that he freaked out like that."

"You can't deny that you have been acting weird lately. You've been selfish, to be honest. Joe and I need to be able to count on you to give your all for the band every time that we perform. And lately, I'm starting to doubt that we can trust you with that."

The second that I opened my mouth to retort, he cut back in, but with a much softer tone of voice. "I know you didn't burn him, but just give him time to cool off, okay? And get focused on this concert, Miley's presence shouldn't determine the quality of your performance." And with that, he walked out of the room as well, leaving me alone with my thoughts.


Up and down
You're all around
Say goodnight and goodbye

The last note of Goodnight and Goodbye rung throughout the Tucson Convention Center Music Hall in Tuscon, Arizona, and thousands of screaming fan girls screamed like possessed banshees. I took what Joe and Kevin said to heart, and I was trying my hardest to focus all of my energy on this concert. Actually, it was turning into one of our best concerts. We sounded better than ever and the fans were really getting into it.

Joe walked to the front of the stage to address the audience once more. Our next song was going to be Australia, so I made my way over the drum set on one of the platforms on stage.

Just as I sat down, however, I caught the eye of a girl in the audience. Could it be her? No. How could she be here? Her head was turned towards Joe, but her hair looked so familiar—long, brown, loose curls that hung far down her back. Jeeze, if I wasn't distracted earlier I sure was then.

Joe finished the introduction, so I called out to signal the start of the song. It still sounded okay, but I wasn't really paying attention to what I was playing. One of the cymbals in my drum set was blocking my view of her face, so I was trying to crane my neck around it to get a better view.

Yes. It was either Miley or her secret identical twin, it had to be. As we finished the song, I quickly ran off the side of the stage. Kevin gave me an odd look as I passed him, so I yelled over my shoulder, "Just give me a quick second, I need a drink."

I ran to the closest stage hand and nearly tackled him. "You see that girl in the front row? The one with the long curly hair who is standing directly in front of my mic stand." He nodded in recognition. "By whatever means possible, I need you to figure out a way to get her backstage after the show." And with that he moved quickly to another group of men who were in charge of the technical elements of the show.

"Thanks, you're a lifesaver!"

I ran back on and gave Joe and Kevin a thumbs up as I ran over to my guitar and strapped it back on.

During our next song, Hello Beautiful, I stared directly at her the whole time with a smile on my face, but she never turned my way so that I could see her face—her eyes remained on Joe the entire time.


About half way through the show, an announcement came up on the main screen. Whoever has the ticket for section 105, row 1, seat 13, you have won two backstage passes to meet the Jonas Brothers after the concert! See an usher for details.

Joe turned to me with a questioning look, but I just shrugged my shoulders in response. He would have been mad if he knew what I did. She left with a security guard, and I began to practically jump around the stage with excitement.


The rest of the show went pretty well, without many mistakes or lack of crowd involvement.

The second I got backstage I practically pulled Joe and Kevin to the dressing room, where we were told the 'contest winner' would be waiting for us. They didn't suspect that I had anything to do with this at that moment in time, which I was grateful for because it would have sparked another fight.

Joe was the first one to enter the room, and all I could hear was Joe yell "Oh my God!" and then a girl squeal. I pushed past Kevin, who was standing in the doorway, blocking my view, and I almost threw up when I saw her.

"Shelby? What? Why? How? Oh my God!" I thought Joe was going to cry as he ran up to her and pulled her into a swinging embrace.

Shelby, who actually was crying, laughed as he set her back down. "I came here tonight to surprise you. I wasn't planning on this whole 'contest winner' thing, but it made it so much easier to find you." I just looked on, dumbstruck.

"You dyed your hair?" Kevin asked, as he sat down on the couch.

"Yeah, I was tired of blond."

"It looks really nice, Shel," I mumbled and kicked the side of the couch before I sat down.

"Thanks Nick. Oh, and thank you so much for getting me back here. I heard you had to pull a few strings."

"Oh, that's what you were up to! Thank you so much Nick, this is the nicest thing you have ever done for me," he walked over to me and ruffled up my hair a bit.

"What can I say, I'm always thinking on my toes," I said as I stood up off of the couch. I have Joe a quick one armed hug and called over my shoulder to Kevin as I walked over to the door. "Come on Kev, let's give these two a minute alone."

Kevin stood up and followed me to the door. The second I got outside I headed straight for the tour bus. When Kevin asked where I was going, I said that I needed a moment alone as well.

I'm glad that I made Joe happy with my mistake. At least now he should be in a better mood towards me for a little while. But, I had gotten my hopes up. Thinking about it now, it couldn't have been Miley. I talked to her just this afternoon and she was in L.A.

I guess when you're in love even the impossible seems possible. We see what we want to see.


I Kind of like how this chapter turned out. It was a little different than planned, but I think the fight between the brothers and the addition of a girlfriend for Joe made the story more realistic. Most siblings aren't happy-go-lucky all of the time. I know I get really annoyed with my brother a lot. Thanks for reading and review if you get a chance. Remember, I still need an identity for Miley's mystery date!