Thank you so much to the people who reviewed. I have a lot of this story already written, I just have next to no time to post it. I do unbelievable amounts of extracurriculars and I have a full courseload. But, if you review, I'll post before writing another chapter.

I don't own, or know the Jonas brothers. And I know next to nothing about them.

Addison put the trays of her campers back onto the rack and went to clean her own up but instead found a note adressed to her on the empty plate. She stuffed it in her pocket and cleaned her mess up. With her back to anyone in the room, she read the note.

Addison,

Has anyone ever told you how cute you look drenched in flour? See it again soon?

She felt her cheeks go hot, only from the chicken scratch on a piece of ripped paper. She looked around to see if anyone was around, but she was alone with Leanne, who was still cleaning her camper's messes. Eleven year old boys sure take a lot of food, but end up throwing it all across the table.

"What are you so red about?" She asked.

Addison scrambled for an answer that wasn't 'i just got a note from a certain someone who I wont name that said I was cute but I absolutely despise his guts.' "I just got too much sun today, I guess."

"Weren't you teaching arts and crafts?" She asked. Shit, she's right, we do arts and crafts in the cafeteria.

"Yeah, but we went outside for a while after we finished." Addison lied, keeping hers gaze locked at the ground. "I gotta go, bye."

Addison raced back to her cabin and jumped in a quick shower before the campire. Why is Jonas sending me these notes? She wondered. She finally realized that she was washing the same part of her hair for a good ten minutes, since she was so deep in thought.

"Okay, talk." Leanne and Madison stood outside the bathroom door with their arms crossed, waiting for an answer. "We know that you weren't outside today. Spill, what are you keeping from us?"

"Nothing. My cheeks are just naturally pink." Addison replied.

"Bull!" Madison called.

"Ok fine. But you can't tell anyone. Not even your beloved Nick and Kevin." Addison pointed a finger at them warningly. "Especially Nick and Kevin."

"Just keep going!!"

"Ok, well today, I turned around for two minutes to clean up my team's dinner tray and when I went to collect my own, there was a note on it. It's in my pant pocket." Leanne and Madison scrambled for the torn blue jeans and ripped open the note. There eyes darted from left to right as the read the barely legible handwriting. Once finished, letting out an ear splitting shriek.

"Joe sent you this?!" Madison cried, jumping up and down. Somehow she was more excited then Addison was.

"I guess, but I'm not going to do anything about it. I mean, I can't stand the guy. He's cocky, and annoying, and childish, and gorgeous..." Her voice trailed off towards the end. Her best friends shrieked, pushed her on to her bed and jumped around her in excitement.

"Get off my bed! You guys are going to be late, it's your turn to set up for the campfire! Now get off my bed and get to the dinning hall!" Addison squealed under the bouncing feet. The bubbly girls realized the one in the ball on the bed was right. So, they sprinted off the bed and out towards the dinning hall.

Finally, some peace and quiet. She threw on her denim 'Daisy Dukes' and a long sleve purple shirt. While she was brushing her hair, trying her best to not make it look like a rat's nest, she sung her favorite song at the moment, start all over, by Miley Cyrus. She let her voice echoe around the room and she even got up and did a little dance routine. Something she would never, ever do infront of anyone else. Once her little 'outbreak' was over, she noticed not one, but two slips of paper under the front door. She took the first and read it over and over in her head.

Addison

I saw the little look of confusion on your face when you read the first note. I have a feeling you know who it is already, but I thought I'd give you another. Just to entertain you, I know your group can get quite boring in rehersal. See you at the campfire, cutie.

Addison smile wide, and tossed that note on the night table. She practicly dove for the other note and tore it open.

Addison

So I'm standing on your doorstep, just about to slip the note under your door when I heard music coming from inside the cabin. At first, I did think it was Miley Cyrus, but I recognized your tone. You have a beautiful singing voice. Let's hear it some more? Like, at ten o'clock in rehersal room B?

Addison dropped the note with her jaw following it. He wanted to meet her after lights out? Should she accept it? She realized that it was getting close to campfire time, so she slipped on some flipflops and raced out her cabin towards her campers.

"Ready to go guys?" She knocked on both the doors and waited outside. Joe was waiting with a crowd of eight year olds around his legs, when he raised his arm to a wave. She smiled and returned it, thankfully turning her attention to the girls running out their cabin. Good, now Joe can't see me blush.

She took her kids to the campfire, but got stuck with the last log, next to Joe's. Could this be any more awkward? Joe on the other hand, was completely comfortable. He had the prettiest girl sitting next to him, and he was messing with her mind. Only because she was messing with his at the same time. He has liked her for many years now, but she just has yet to do anything about it. The balls in her court, he's just waiting for the serve.

"I know what your doing." She whispered, not turning her head for the smore in her hands.

"I know what your doing." He replied. "Your making a smore. I on the other hand, am trying to roast my marshmallow in peace thank you."

"That's not what I'm talking about. And you know it." She said, taking a bite of the gooey smore, leaving traces of marshmallow all over her face.

He chuckled, took his finger and rubbed off the marshmallow residue from her cheek. "Enlighten me on what I have done."

"Your sending me these notes, and I for one, am a little creeped out by it." Addison was never the best liar. To be honest, she thought the notes were absolutely adorable.

"How do you know if it is or isn't." He grinned, blowing on the smoke coming off the roasted marshmallow.

"I just do."

"Goodnight guys. I'll see you in the morning." Addison closed the doors to the cabins and left for hers. It was nine thirty and she was debating on meeting Joe in the rehersal room. How could she sneak away from Leanne and Madison though? They would know in a second what she was doing and where she was going.

Once she entered the cabin, the two girls were already in pajamas and settling into bed. The both looked absolutely exhausted. "Are you guys that tired?" Addison asked.

"Yeah, I'm never taking kids swimming ever again." Madison groaned.

"Same here, rock climbing what hell and beyond." Leanne nodded, turning off her lamp and nestling in her bed. Addison supposed she was able to sneak out then.

It was nine fifty-five when she slipped out the front door and power-walked to rehersal room B. When she opened the door, the boy expected to be there was strumming an acoustic guitar and huming a tune she didn't recognize.

"You came." He smiled.

"You asked me to come." She replied. He motioned for her to sit down in the chair across from him and she did as motioned.

"Well, the reason I asked you here was because I heard that oh-so beautiful voice when I was outside your door and thought of a perfect idea. Promise you wont scream and hit me in the head with something."

"I promise." She answered, a little skeptical of what he was proposing.

"Well, I thought it would be good if we joined forces to put together a show for the year-end recital." She was caught off gaurd and didn't know how to respond.

"Me and you? I thought you were doing the same thing you always do with your brothers."

"Well, we would be doing that aswell. And you can always do the supermario sax quartet with the girls and Dylan. But I think we'd be really good together."

"I don't know how to sing, I'm really not all that good." She shook her head, standing up and heading for the door when a warm touch hit her wrist.

"Your really good Addie, you just don't know it. Trust me, I'm not out to get you, I'm not that kind of guy."

He called her Addie. Only her dad called her that. "Are you sure? I mean, we have completely different styles."

"I think it would mesh well together. Are you at least willing to try?"

She thought long and hard about it, before giving her reply. "Yeah, I'm down." She grinned and he took out some music and lyrics.

"I have a song written, but we don't have to do it." He took out a song entitled 'Hello beautiful' and Addison gave it the once-over before nodding. It started with guitar before Joe cued her in.

Hello Beautiful
how's it goin?
I hear it's wonderful in California
I've been missing you
It's true.

But tonight
I'm gonna fly
Yeah tonight
I'm gonna fly

She let the last note ring throughout the rehersal hall and the echoes were sounding perfect. Joe tapped his foot to the beat and nodded his head to the notes she was singing, Addison was sounding beautiful.

"I told you it would be a good duet." He smirked at her and she blushed subtly.

"I don't know. I mean, were both so busy during the day. When will we practice?"

"We'll meet here at ten o'clock. No one to bother us, no distractions. It'll be perfect." Addison felt like this was right, that she had to do it. So, she nodded and helped Joe clean up the scores and picks he'd dropped all over the ground before she began the way back to her cabin.

"Same time tomorrow?" He asked as she stepped through the door to leave.

She gave a small nod and said, "See you at water skiing tomorrow."

Addison left the hall with an extra hop in her step, bounce in her hair, and smile on her face. When she opened the door to her cabin, Leanne was up getting a glass of water and she gave her friend a peculiar look.

"Where were you?" She asked. Addison scrambled to find an excuse.

"I thought I left my book in the dinning hall so I went to go get it. I didn't want any kids spilling syrup or anything on it." Leanne was still half asleep so she must have bought the excuse. Addison exhaled in relief and changed into her pajamas. That night, she fell asleep with a smile on her face.

"Addison, it's time to get up. Beakfast is in twenty minutes. Your campers aren't awake yet either." Madison tossed a pillow at Addison sleeping figure to wake her up. She should've been up twenty minutes ago but somehow she didn't hear her alarm.

"Shit! I'm going to be late!" She cried, sprinting out her cabin to get the campers up. Not even bothering to change her clothes, plaid pajamas short shorts and an old volleyball shirt. "It's time to get up girls! Breakfast in twenty minutes!" She did the same for the boys cabin and started back to her cabin to change.

"Cute outfit Chambers." Joe teased as she walked by his cabin. He was awake, changed, his campers were outside, he was ready to go.

"Didn't have much time to change. Not a lot of sleep last night." She grinned and turned on her heel towards her cabin. Addison picked out a denim mini skirt and a vibrant green polo before she left for breakfast.

"So, what are you guys up to today?" She asked her friends at the breakfast table.

"Paddleboats with Madison after rehersal. I swear, my kids have barely picked up their flutes this week." Leanne groaned. Leanne chose to teach six year olds the flute, and they had never played it before. Six was the youngest you could be to attend band camp, and you could either be in the beginners class or advanced. Since Leanne had taken forever to send her letter of preferances back to camp during the school year, she got stuck with beginners. She loved kids, and was probably the best with them, but since she was in the top five percent in her grade, she expected things to be done how she does them. Perfectly. "How about you?"

"Watertubing with the enemy." Addison made a face of discomfort before stuffing her face with scrambled eggs. Across the table, Joe was talking with another counselor named Luke whom they'd gone to camp with for so long aswell. Though he was in conversation with Luke, and all his words were going to him, he couldn't help but sneak a peak back at Addison. What was it about this girl that got him crazy? He'll just have to see during tubing.

Addison left for rehersal with her group and she expected for the group to be out of control, like they were at breakfast. She was right, and during rehersal, there were neckstraps being whipped, reeds flying everywhere, and saxes falling on the ground. All the shouting and commotion gave Addison a splitting headache before she shouted, "HEY!" and all the kids immediatly stopped what they were doing. "I am THIS close to extending rehersal and cancelling water tubing!" She showed a miniscule measurement with her index finger and thumb before mumbling the scale name and starting practice.

The campers corrected their mistakes and focused all their attention to the music ahead. Addison decided upon the Harry Potter theme song or Simpsons for their final performance, and the final decision would be made by the campers. They were sight reading both pieces extremly well and rehersal seemed to end much quicker then scheduled.

"Ok, quick joke before everyone leaves." Addison called the groups attention for one of her many bad band jokes. "Whats the difference between tenor sax and a lawn mower? The neighbours get upset when you don't return a lawnmower!" The kids chuckled uncomfortably before they were released from rehersal. Zoey stayed back and handed her alto to Addison, mumbling about how some key on her sax wasn't tight enough.

Addison took out her tiny saxophone specialized screwdriver to tighten the key when a bush of hair popped into the room. "Hey Chambers, since my group is all ready to go, do you want me to start up the boat?"

Addison muffled a 'yes please' to Joe, but it was incomprehensible since she still had her reed in her mouth. "I'll take that as a yes."

"Are you two going to get married?" Zoey blurted out, and almost making her counselor choke on the piece of wood in her mouth.

"No we aren't Zo, what makes you think that anyways?"

"He called you cutie."

"Wow, one compliment and im walking down the isle." She chuckled at the nosy eight year old. "When did he ever call me cutie anyways?"

"Like ALL the time!" She squealed. "When you guys get married, can I be the priest?"

Addison laughed out loud at her last proposal and nodded her head. "Of course you can be the priest at my wedding Zoey. Now go get your swimsuit on, you silly little girl."