A/N: Here's "Frantic Romantic"! I borrowed James Conroy from Sonny With a Chance because he's deliciously ANNOYING. I couldn't resist. Enjoy!

Chapter Eleven: Frantic Romantic

Macy yawned from her seat at a really tall, really small table. The guys had dragged her along to some event at a club. She would be having more fun if the guys actually had time to pay attention to her, but tonight wasn't about having fun. It was about networking. Macy studied her nails that Stella insisted she painted, and then blew her bangs out of her face. She glanced down at her watch and mentally counted down the minutes until they could leave.

"Hi there."

Macy eyes were focused on the chair across from her as someone sat down. She followed the solid body in the chair until her eyes landed on his face. She bit back a groan. It was James Conroy. She had never met the actor, but she'd heard the guys complaining about him enough to know he was unpleasant.

"Hi," She said flatly with a small wave. The actor set down a can of soda and scooted it across the table to her.

"You looked thirsty."

She arched an eyebrow at him, and scooted it back toward him, "Thanks, but no thanks. I'm fine."

"Yes, you are," He smirked. "You're Missy Mesa right? Jonas's friend."

She blinked at him and snapped, "It's Macy Misa. If you're gonna hit on me, at least get my name right."

He gave her an appreciative glance, "Fiesty. I like that."

Macy held back the bile rising in her throat. She really hoped someone came to her rescue soon, and by someone she meant Kevin. Macy glanced around to see if any of the guys had noticed she was being mauled by an actor. They hadn't. Figures.

"James, can I get a picture?"

Macy turned to see who asked that and found a press photographer in front of the table. Before she could object James wrapped an arm around her and smiled at the photographer, "Sure. How's this?"

A flash went off and the photographer thanked James before walking off. Macy brushed his arm off of her shoulder and scooted further back from the table, "What was that?"

"Just getting a picture with a pretty girl, that's all."

"Uh huh," Macy said as she gritted her teeth. "Well, this pretty girl is leaving. If you follow me I will send Big Man after you."

"Big Man?" James asked cluelessly.

"The large intimidating man that follows Jonas around."

"Oh, that guy."

"Yeah, that guy."

Macy moved to stand up but James grabbed her hand. She paused and looked at him expectantly, "Yes?"

He slipped a card into her hand, "Call me, babe."

Macy grimaced, "Ew, no."

She pulled her hand out of his and walked away from the table, and quickly found Big Man. He gave her a curious glance.

"I'm just going to stand here with you until we leave. That way certain actors won't talk to me," Macy explained. Big Man chuckled and nodded. He returned to keeping his eyes on Jonas. It was official; this was the worst night ever.

Monday morning at school as Macy was walking to her locker she was pulled into the corner of the hallway. She looked down at the beautifully manicured nails that had a hold of her arms and knew immediately that it was Stella.

She looked up and gave Stella a curious glance, "Good morning to you too, Stell."

"Good morning? That's all I get? Just 'Good Morning'? No explanation?"

"Explanation of what?" Macy asked in a bewildered tone.

"Um, this," Stella said as she pulled a tabloid magazine out of her purse and shoved it in Macy's hands. Macy's eyes widened in horror.

The picture on the cover was of her and James. He was wearing a charming smile and she was staring blankly at James's jaw. The headline read, "James Conroy's Mystery Girl." Macy dry heaved, "Ew, gross!"

Stella's brow furrowed, "Gross? You're dating him aren't you?"

"What?" Macy shrieked. "No! Stella, I would never date that jerk, and if I did I would definitely tell you."

"Then where did this picture come from?" Stella asked.

"I went with the guys to some event Saturday night and James Conroy threw himself at me. That's what happened," Macy explained.

"What the heck is this?" Macy heard Kevin exclaim.

Macy and Stella turned to see Kevin and the other two Lucas boys racing toward them. Kevin had the same tabloid in his hand that Stella handed Macy.

"You're dating Jerkface Conroy? Since when?" Kevin asked frantically.

"I'm not! James Conroy is a dwonk! This isn't true at all," Macy told the guys as she motioned to the paper in her hand.

"It's not?" Kevin asked hopefully.

"No! He hit on me and forced his number into my hand but that was the sum total of our interaction," Macy said as she ran a hand through her hair.

"Where were we?" Joe asked curiously.

"Talking to some big shot something or other," Macy answered. "I retreated to Big Man's side as soon as I could. For a working actor James Conroy is a bit of a creeper."

Nick's attention was focused on something behind Macy, "You don't know the half of it."

Macy gave Nick a confused look and turned to see where he was staring. She quickly regretted it.

"This is not happening," Macy muttered to herself.

"Missy!" The brunette actor yelled brightly as he charged her and crushed her in a hug.

"Kill me now," Macy whimpered as she shoved James away. "What are you DOING here?"

He feigned hurt, "I can't come visit my girl every now and then?"

"Your girl?" The entire group said simultaneously. Glares and looks of disbelief were being pointed at James from every direction.

"Macy's not 'your girl.' She barely knows you from what I hear," Kevin corrected him.

"Kevin, Kevin, Kevin," James said as he slid an arm around Macy's shoulders. "You of all people should know that if it's in the tabloids it's considered fact by the general public."

"Wow," Stella said as she glared at the man. "You really ARE a jerk. I always thought that was just a rumor. Apparently, I was wrong."

Macy shook James's arm off of her, "We are not dating. You need to go back to LA or wherever it is you come from."

"Can't do that," James said simply. "My agent said it was good press to be seen with a normal ordinary girl."

"You've got to be kidding me," Macy said as she closed her eyes and shook her head.

"Apparently, the public thinks I'm a shallow user."

"You ARE a shallow user," Nick said with a glare.

"Well, I know that," James responded. "But my fans don't have to."

"I'll see you at your practice later, babe," James said with a wink and a point as he walked away from the group.

Macy shivered and began to jump up and down as James left, "Ew, ew, ew, ew, EW!"

"Macy, what are you doing?" Joe asked curiously.

"Shaking off the James cooties," She said as she stopped. "I'm going to have to take like twenty showers to get the stink of his cologne off of me."

"Okay, this guy needs to go away. Now," Stella said urgently.

"How do we get him to go away?" Joe asked the group curiously.

"We could make Macy seem bad for his image," Nick suggested.

"No," Macy scoffed. "The less like a celebrity I seem the more he and his agents will like this rumor. That won't work."

"So what do we do then?" Stella asked.

"Find somebody more boring than Macy for James to date," Joe suggested with an evil grin.

"Who's more boring than Macy?" Kevin asked. Macy smacked him.

"I am NOT boring. I'm just not famous!"

"Right," Kevin quickly agreed. "That's what I meant."

"Angelina," Joe smirked.

Nick rolled his eyes, "You are not sacrificing your ex-girlfriend to James for your own sick and twisted revenge."

"It's not a terrible idea," Stella added quietly. Macy gave her friend a knowing look. Stella had never really liked Angelina.

Nick sighed, "What James needs to look good is to be a part of a celebrity couple. That will get his name out there far more than his dating Macy would."

"Which celebrity?" Macy asked.

"Who's the most annoying actress we know?" Nick asked the group knowingly.

"Fiona Skye," They all answered in return.

"Exactly," Nick smirked. "Joe, you wouldn't still have her number would you?"

"Yeah, but I was hoping I would never need to use it…ever," He answered fearfully.

"Sorry," Nick grinned. "But it's an emergency."

Macy couldn't believe they were doing this. Why had she agreed to use her practice as the place where all of this went down? She really needed to practice they had a big game this Friday, but no, this practice was going to be spent matchmaking two jerks. Two jerks she didn't like let alone want to see. First, there was James, the jerk that was trying to make it look like she was dating him, and then, there was Fiona, the actress who threw herself at Joe time and time again. She was conceited, annoying, and evil.

Macy spotted James as he entered the Gym. He flashed her a broad smile and winked at her. She rolled her eyes before forcing a smile. She waved at him and approached slowly.

"Hi, James," She said sweetly.

"Missy," He said in a sultry tone.

Macy ground her teeth as she continued to smile, "Everyone else is sitting over there."

She pointed to the group's usual spot on the bleachers that they always occupied for games.

"Great," He said with a smile. "Hope you don't mind if I invited some friends."

Her brow furrowed, "Friends?"

He waved his hand and three photographers rushed into the gym, "They're just gonna take a few pictures."

Macy forced herself to smile even wider, "Mind? Why would I mind?"

"Great, See you after practice is over…even though I have no idea when that is," James said as he turned and joined Stella and the Lucas brothers.

Macy turned and shook it off. One of her teammates tossed her a basketball and she quickly returned to practice. She took a deep breath and lifted her arms to shoot the basketball.

"JOEY!"

The basketball missed the hoop by a foot, and Macy automatically glared at the cause of her miss. Fiona Skye. The blonde faker squealed and sprinted toward Joe with her trusty sidekick Paolo right behind her. Paolo had a camera and snapping pictures like no body's business. Joe grimaced and reluctantly posed for a few pictures with her. Macy rolled her eyes and grabbed another basketball to try her shot again.

Kevin watched Macy miss another shot and sighed. She was definitely off of her game tonight. Kevin decided enough was enough. He stretched his arms over his head and made sure to knock Fiona off balance as he brought his arms back down. Fiona fell forward and landed on top of James. Paolo and James's photographers began taking pictures as James helped Fiona stand. The two actors paused and chatted for a minute before resuming their previous falling pose for the cameras.

Stella leaned toward Joe, "Did they just—"

"Recreate the fall so that James could look heroic and Fiona could look graceful? Yes, yes they did," Joe answered with a shake of his head.

All Stella could say was, "Wow."

Macy burst out of the locker room in her school uniform, "HE'S GONE! Hallelujah!"

Kevin cleared his throat from his spot beside the door. Macy jumped and whirled around to face him, "Oh, Hi Kevin."

He chuckled, "Hi, Macy."

Macy jumped up and hugged Kevin tightly, "I saw that move you used to knock Fiona over. Smooth!"

He laughed and wrapped his arms around her waist, "You're welcome."

"But you know, all of this could have been avoided if you or one of your brothers had come to my rescue at the club," She teased. "But no, I was left all alone to be hit on by an obnoxious actor."

"If leaving you alone means guys like James hit on you then I'm never leaving you alone in a club again," Kevin told her. "That's a promise."

Macy grinned and pulled back to look Kevin in the eye, "Really?"

His eyes widened, "Yeah."

"Kevin, were you…jealous?"

"No…"

"Sure you weren't," Macy said in an unconvinced tone. She looped her arm through his, "C'mon you're taking me out for ice cream to celebrate James leaving."

"Gladly," Kevin said as he flashed Macy a goofy smile.