That night Jason and I stayed out all night, just sitting and talking. He was so sweet to me; it was like we'd been best friends since we were little and no one had kept us apart. We bonded so well, and I could honestly say that I was quickly falling for him.
We were now lying down on the cool summer grass using his cape as a blanket and just looking at the stars. It had been silent again for a couple of minutes until I heard Jason speak up.
"What do you think your parents would say if they knew we were out here together?" he asked curiously. I rolled my eyes as anger towards my parents came over me.
"Probably tell me to stay away from you…and I'd probably never hear the end of it," I summarized it nicely, because I didn't want Jason to get his feelings hurt. In reality my father would tell him to stay away from me and I'd get chewed out by my mother for all of eternity.
"What about you?" I asked as I rolled on my side to face him.
"Probably the same," great…his was trying to save my feelings too. I sighed.
"Is something wrong?" he asked as he took my hand in his.
"Yes," I said quietly.
"What is it?" he whispered. I paused for a second trying to think of the right words to say.
"I really like you, Jason," I started out quietly, "and I wish it wasn't so hard for us to see each other," I confessed.
"I really like you too, Jamie" Jason whispered before he softly kissed my lips for the second time that night. I smiled as he pulled away. It was amazing what his kiss did to me; it temporarily made all the bad thoughts and worries go away.
I sighed sadly again as soon as the worries came back to mind.
"Let's run away together," Jason said out of the blue with his charming smile. I laughed softly.
"I wish it was that easy," I said in a dreamy voice. I then heard Jason's cell phone go off. He pulled it out to look at it.
"Who is it?" I asked curiously. He shook his head.
"It's just an alarm I set; it's almost dawn…we should go," he said sadly. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I didn't want to leave; I wish I could stay here with him forever.
Jason then stood up and held out his hand for me. I grabbed it and he gently pulled me in to him and planted a soft kiss upon my lips.
"I'll be here tomorrow as soon as I can get away," he promised me as he wrapped his cape around my shoulders again.
"I'll be waiting," I told him with one last kiss upon his cheek before we left.
I crawled back into my bed around 5:30 in the morning, still holding on to Jason's cape. It was the only thing I had to remind me of him, so of course I kept it close by, and soon I fell asleep.
I woke up the next morning to Lola jumping on my bed.
"Wake up! Wake up!" she screamed excitedly. I groaned and pulled the covers over my head. She then pulled all the covers off my bed.
"Guess what!" she screamed before I could even sit up to try to get my covers back.
"What?" I asked; I was too sleepy to fight back.
"Zorro had an accent last night!" she squealed. I couldn't help but laugh no matter how tired I was. I slowly sat up and dragged myself to bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face.
"Oh yeah, and guess what else?" she said still somewhat excited, but she wasn't squealing excited anymore.
"What?" I asked with a mouth full of toothpaste. She sneered at me.
"That's gross, Jamie," I spit out the toothpaste and laughed.
"Ok, ok; now tell me," I said as I dried my face off.
"We're going on tour!" she screamed.
"What?! When?" We can't go on tour yet; not now that I just started seeing Jason.
"I dunno; I think in about two months," I stormed out of my room quickly and headed downstairs to talk with my parents.
"Mother! Father! Why didn't you tell me we were going on tour? You promised us a vacation!" I yelled trying to hold back the anger that was burning down inside me.
"Dear, dear, you have two more months of vacation," my mother said trying to play the nice guy, "and besides, if we can't find another band to go on tour by then we won't even go," she finished somewhat bitterly, but I could tell it was killing her inside. She loved it when we went on tour; reason one: she got to stay home; reason two: tours made a butt-load of money.
Just then Allie rushed into the kitchen.
"We're going on tour?!" she screamed, but her screaming was totally different from mine; mine was from anger, hers was more from excitement.
"Not if we don't find another band we don't," my mother said disappointedly.
Suddenly it hit me! I had a great idea…only if I could pull it off.
"Mom…I got an idea," I said slowly.
"Well what is it, dear?" she said interested.
"Ok, well you know how we're kinda rivals with Connect 3?" I started out quietly, "well how about we ask them to go on tour with us?" I said timidly.
"What?! Are you stupid, girl?" my mother asked me harshly. I took a deep breath to subside the anger.
"Just think about it, mom; The Heart Girls and Connect 3 go on tour! Rivalry over? Think of all the publicity!" I hated using my fame to get my way, but in this case I was willing to try only so I could get my mother to go along with it. How great would it be to go on tour with Jason?!
"Hmm," my mom thought about it, "you might have something, honey," she said while she thought.
"We'll try to make some calls," she said finally. Yes!!! Soon our fight would be over and then Jason and I could be together without any worries.