"Hey Devon! There are some people here to see you!" Josh shouted in my ear.

"AAAHHHHHH!" I screamed as I fell out of my bed, hitting my head on the bedside table on the way down.

"Haha. Doofus." he said, turning and leaving.

I got up and made my way out of my room and towards the living room, cursing at Josh under my breath on the way. I was still cursing when I looked up and saw the entire TAPS crew (or the ones that were in Chicago, anyway) standing in my living room.

"Um..." I stammered as I looked at them.

I had just realized I was still in my pajamas.

"See. I told you guys she wasn't a morning person." Josh laughed from the couch.

"Cram it, Josh! Um... not that I don't enjoy your guys company but what are you doing at my house at-" I looked at the clock on my wall "-9:30 in the morning?" I asked.

"We came by to tell you that we're going back to Rhode Island today but we'll be down in about a week to do the reveal and if you wanted help moving that would be the best time to do it." Jason said.

"Wait! We're moving to Rhode Island!" Josh said from the couch.

"Yes we're moving to Rhode Island. Well at least I am anyway. Why is that a problem for you?" I asked irritably.

"Nope. No problem." he replied, turning back to the TV.

I sighed and looked back at TAPS.

"Hey your forehead's bleeding." Steve said.

"Oh yeah it is. A lot." Grant said.

I reached up and felt a big gash in my head from where I had fallen. "See what you do to me, ya big idiot." I said to Josh.

"I'll be right back." I said to the other guys.

I walked into the kitchen and I heard Josh say to them, "Make yourselves comfortable."

I smiled. He could be immature sometimes but he knew how to be polite. I turned the water to the faucet on and stuck a rag under it. I put it to my forehead and it hurt so badly.

"SHIT!" I screamed as I dropped the rag.

"Is everything all right in there?" Brian asked.

"Yeah, ow, it just fucking hurt." I said, almost in tears.

"Here, let me help." Grant said walking into the kitchen

He picked up the rag off the floor and ran it under warm water.

"I have three little boys at home so I have to deal with this kinda thing all the time." he said.

He held the back of my head as he gently pressed the rag to my forehead. I winced and by now, everyone had come to watch. Including Josh.

"See what you do to me, dummy?" I said as Grant cleaned the cut.

"Oh shut up you big sissy. It's not that bad." he replied.

"It isn'ttoo bad. But I think we need a bandage." Grant said.

I looked over towards Josh and nodded for him to go to the bathroom and get it. He walked away and then I noticed Tango looked like he was about ready to throw up.

"Tango, are you all right?" I asked, looking concerned.

"I gotta get outta here." he said, turning and walking away.

Brian and Andy followed him to see if he was okay. That left me, Grant, Jason, and Steve in the kitchen. I then realized that they were all at least a head taller then me and that I was really short. God, I am so freaking ADD.Josh came back with the bandage and handed it to Grant.

"There you go. All better." Grant said after he had put it on.

We all walked out to the living room where the other guys sat on the couch. Tango was really pale and staring straight ahead at the wall.

"Is he gonna be okay?" I whispered to Steve.

"Yeah. He'll be fine." he replied.

"Well thanks for coming by, guys, and thanks for fixing my head, Grant, and I guess I'll see you in a week?" I said.

"Yeah. We'll call you to let you know when we're coming." Jason said.

"Okay so I'll give you my number. Anybody got a pen?" I asked.

Brian reached into his pocket and handed one to me.

"Anyone got a piece of paper?" I asked.

Everyone dug around in their pockets but came up with nothing.

"Fine. Anyone got a hand?" I asked.

They all looked at each other so I beckoned Andy forward. He held out his hand but I instead grabbed his head. I wrote in big letters across his forehead '828-734-1102' and under that 'Devon's cell'.

"You can transfer it to paper when you get a chance." I said as everyone tried not to laugh at what I did.

"Well we'll make sure Andy is around when we decide to call you." Steve said with a laugh as they all walked out the door.

"You're such a dork." Josh said.

"Well I am related to you." I said as I walked back to my bedroom to try and catch some sleep.

Two Days Later

"Hey so when we moving to Rhode Island!" Josh yelled up the stairs.
"Whenever they call me! Do you have all your crap packed from your apartment!" I yelled back from the computer in my room.

"Yeah. Most of it's just junk when you think about it so we can pick it up on the way there. The rest I can just leave." he said, coming into my room and lying down on the bed.

"Oh that's nice." I replied absentmindedly.

"What are you doing anyway?" he asked, looking over my shoulder.

"Looking for a job." I said.

"I need one too." he responded.

"I'm gonna talk to Mike and get him to transfer you over to a Starbucks there." I said.

"Oh sweet. Thanks, Evan." he said, kissing the top of my head dramatically.

"Hey, do you think you can come help me pack after you get off tonight?" I asked as he got up to leave.

"Yeah. Around seven, okay?" he said.

"Yeah. That sounds great." I smiled.

Wow. Josh being a normal big brother. That hasn't happened in almost eight years.