Part 10
"We got ourselves a deal!" Quinn told John very excited.
"Good. Except…we're going to need signatures from everyone in the band."
"Don't worry. Allison and I can forge signatures."
"I'm afraid you can't do that."
"But oh, we can." I said taking the papers from his hand.
"See ya. We've got a flight to catch."
"See you later."
Quinn was so happy. In fact, this was the happiest I'd ever seen him. We stepped on the plane and sat down. I couldn't stop thinking about Brendon. I was really curious about how him and the gang had changed, and wondered if they even still wanted to bother with me. I started drifting asleep until I felt Quinn's hand touch mine.
"You wanna know something? We're pretty much considered a real band now, and I feel like I should tell you now before we get too famous and I won't get to see you alot...I love you…I always have."
"Um…wow…I don't know what to say. I mean, I've always loved you too, but I can't. Brendon loves me- he has since ninth grade. Ryan told me but Brendon didn't know that I knew."
"Oh…I guess we'll just have to see where things go."
"I guess. But if I go to Brendon, I might stay there a long time, and by then you'll be playing gigs, making CD's and music videos, and I won't be able to see you."
"I know, but still…it's best to do things while we can." He gave me a hug.
"It'll be okay…I promise." He said.
"Okay." I said falling asleep in his arms. When I had woken up, Quinn was still asleep and the plane was landing. I knew I had to wake him up, but he looked so peaceful. "Quinn." He didn't wake up.
"Quinn…" I said again. This time he just smiled.
"You're so pretty when you sleep." He said opening his eyes.
"The plane is landing now you know."
"…ugh….do I have to get up?"
"Yeah you do Quinnums." We stepped off of the plane.
"HEY!" this young, thin man with very stylish brown hair and purple make-up around his eyes, said approaching us. He was dressed in somewhat formal clothing, with three other guys behind him.
'Could this be Brendon?' I thought to myself.
'No, it can't be. The last time I saw him he had braces, glasses, and was kind of dorky.'
I thought. The man had walked up to me and given me a hug.
"Umm….wow…you've changed a lot." I said to him realizing it was Brendon.
"Yeah. Three months after you left, I lost my braces, and the next year I had laser surgery."
"Whoah. Who are those guys?" I asked pointing to the three guys behind him.
"That's Ryan, Spencer, and Jon." He told me.
"Oh…My…God! THAT'S RYAN??" I said amazed about all the weight he'd lost. "Yep. It is indeed. These two are the guys you tossed to us before you left."
"Heya." I said.
'I can't believe how much things have changed. Brendon and Ryan look so different.'
"We aren't that famous yet…we have only been signed for a year." Brendon told me. "…you still look the same. I see Quinn had to escort ya here, but how are the others?" Ryan said in a shy and quiet voice.
"Bert has just been diagnosed with some disease, Branden just got hit by Gee's car, and Jepha's pretty much gotten stressful a lot recently." I explained.
"Whoa. That doesn't sound good." Brendon said.
"Trust me, it ain't pretty." Quinn said. "I mean one minute Branden's unconscious, another minute, Bert is begging for attention, and next thing you know Jeph starts to get all angry and throws a fit." He continued.
"The good news is they just got a record deal." I said.
"Cool! Congrats! What do ya say we take you to dinner to celebrate?" Brendon said.